''The reminiscence of what they could be was pure sin, a dark thought that haunted both their minds whilst their bodies urged to become one. Her small, petite body under his frame was in need to be defiled and Amelia's back arched for him like a flower blooming for the sun. His hands, always so unsure and eager, found their rightful place over her hips, his fingers digging into the tender flesh and drawing out a gasp from the ginger. In the back of his mind, something screamed: Mine.'' Mature content ahead. Warning: This is a fantasy story - read the disclaimer in 'Prologue'. Highest rank: #1 in Sensual © 2020 by chaoticaccount. All Rights Reserved

{SEQUEL TO MALIGNANT AND HIDEAWAY} MATURE READ! (18+) "Lay one finger on my daughter and I'll have you destroyed before the hours up." Harry and Amelia were ready to start the rest of their lives together, but what happens when the demons of his past hold them back? (BOOK 3/3) COMPLETED #1 in harrystyles #1 in onedirection ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///

━━ 𝗔 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗬𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 He may be dating my stepsister, but it doesn't stop me from wishing he were mine. Not my story! ©planetblue faceclaim; megan fox

☆ Taking place in a dystopian future, Harry lives a secluded life with an affliction that he loathes and keeps him from sleeping at night. In order to survive the treacherous world he's forced into, his only choice is to suffer silently inside of his own mind... until he finally meets the one person he's dreamed of for his entire life and then everything changes completely. ☆ "Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world." - Oscar Wilde ☆ Most impressive rankings // #1 in Science Fiction, #5 in Science Fantasy, #20 in Future, #24 in Dystopian and #145 in Harry Styles! ☆ Please read with discretion.

━━ 𝗔 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗬𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 Every town has a tragedy. Every tragedy has a devil. That's me. Not my story! ©Honeybeemeadows faceclaim; sabrina carpenter

━━ 𝗔 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗬𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 I feel her before I see her, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up in attention. When I shut my locker, she's parting the crowd like the red sea. Imogen Greene is looking right at me, a smirk poised on her dark lips and something fierce in her dark eyes. There's something about her, something otherworldly. A storm is coming and I feel like i'm about to be caught in it. Not my story! ©bicyclesarecool faceclaim; ariana grande

━━ 𝗔 𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬 𝗦𝗧𝗬𝗟𝗘𝗦 𝗙𝗔𝗡𝗙𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 Cause she is fire. The hottest, deadliest kind of fire. Not my story! ©planetblue faceclaim; corinna kopf

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

[COMPLETED] Valerie is not the same as she was before Harry left. She has this pain that's too big for her body. She has this emptiness that overflows out of her mouth sometimes. She has these scars he left right there on her heart. And she can see them. Even now. Bleeding... -- !mature content! ©SONDERHARRY

Book #1 in the Adventures of the Styles Detective Agency. This is the story of Detective Styles. Well, this is one of the stories. Out of all the cases Detective Styles has solved, this is the first. This story takes place in the streets of Whitechapel, London, in autumn of 1888. There has been a string of murders across Whitechapel, and none of the investigators have caught the monster responsible. This is the story of how Detective Styles took down this monster, otherwise known as the infamous Jack the Ripper. Disclaimer: Violence and language