"And by the way, love," He said in a low voice, his lips ghosting over my ear. "My name is Harry. Not Harold." -//- Elliana thought her family moved away for her father's work. She thought her parents were happy. But what she didn't think was that she, without a reason, had moved into The Strand; the neighbourhood where registered sex offenders are sent to live. People at school seem to know who she is and where she lives before she even arrives. And her next door neighbour seems unable to stay away. ** WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS ACTS OF VIOLENCE, IMPLIED RAPE, EXTREME LANGUAGE, AND MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. **

WARNING: This was my very first fanfiction I ever wrote. guardian angel noun 1. an angel believed to protect a particular person, as from danger or error. Isabella was just a normal 19 year old girl, striving to be an author one day. She and her best friend, Leah, finally talked their parents into letting them move from their small hometown in Maine to move to the busy city of London to attend college classes there. When they first get there, everything goes as planed; the classes are going great, the city is even more breathtaking then they thought it would be, but all that changed in one night, when Isabella finds herself being stalked by a strange boy. But what she doesn't know is that he's not stalking, her he's watching over her. The closer she gets to this boy, the more secrets come out. Will Isabella be able to handle these secrets this boy holds? What will happen when she starts to fall in love? Will love be stronger than rules? Or will it all come crashing down before her eyes? A story of forbidden love, getting second chances, and completely unexpected friendships. -COMPLETED- Trailer by: @tomlinschievous Edited by: @GrumpyKatx Cover by: _Discovered_

When Marnie met Harry Styles in a club in Soho the last thing she expected was to wind up pregnant with his child. After almost two years of remaining adamant that Harry musn't know about their daughter, what happens when she cracks and is thrown into the world of One Direction? Highest ranking: #4 in Fanfiction

in which a girl who loves egg-rolls has the most afflictive birthday of her life. ©winniethel0u

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

"I don't think that would be very appropriate Mr. Styles." I stated hoping he would hand over my phone and let me leave his classroom. He let out a quiet groan after I said that making my eyes widen in terror. "As much as I love the way Mr. Styles rolls off your tongue, I think I would prefer the sound of you calling me daddy."

"Please just let me stay here. I have nowhere to go." I beg him standing at his doorstep. "Why would I?" He snaps. I feel so small,so lonely and cold under his intense gaze. "I'll do anything. Please,Harry." I sob. "Just leave." He responds closing his door. I put my hand on the doorknob just in time,making him stop. "Please." I plea looking up at him. He looks at me like I am an abandoned dog he met on the street. "Just for tonight,please. What do you want in return?" He stares at me for a second thinking about my words. After checking his surroundings he leans closer to me. "Your body." He whispers making me froze. My eyes widen at his disrespectful wish. This is so rude and arrogant but I should have known better than coming to him. I knew this would happen. 'C'mon, Amanda it's just one night,you said you would do anything. You have no other option.' I recover,gaining my confidence back. "Okay." [WARNING: sexual content, violence, strong and explicit language.]

beau·ti·ful ˈbyo͞odəfəl adjective Pleasing the senses of mind aesthetically. "She was a beautiful disaster. Chaotic; on the verge of a masterpiece waiting to happen."