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  • The Hoodie Girl
    81.7M 3M 94

    Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. Whe...

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  • The Devil Is My Guardian
    22.4M 649K 28

    One thing I'll always remember is my parents saying "Everyone has a story" "Everyone has a story with a past, tragic or not. Everyone has a story that is meant to go unjudged, even if it was never told" But sometimes we forget that. Like when I though that my guardian was the devil. Even though he taught me how to lau...

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  • Your Guardian Angel // Harry Styles
    389K 16.3K 26

    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. ...

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  • Malik's Stripper (Completed)
    2.7M 44.4K 63

    Syreena Wate, mostly known as ‘The Dirty Angel’ is Zayn Malik’s personal stripper. She’s the one who dances for him and entertains him late at night. She’s the one who gets the cash stuffed in her underwear by him. She’s the one who gets money thrown by him. And she’s the one Zayn Malik is falling deeply in love with.

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  • Yes, He's Your Daddy - A Harry Styles Love Story
    350K 4.2K 18

    Faye tries to forget about the father of her daughter, Harry Styles. As it was a one night stand, why would the famous Harry Styles want to suddenly become a father? And even if he did, Faye wouldn't want her little girl growing up being surrounded by paparazzi. However it's pretty hard to forget when her best friend...

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  • Darcy // h.s
    13M 237K 53

    *y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I...

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