How far would you go to win a million dollars? Would you tell some lies? Would you risk your younger sister's life and safety? Or would you completely expose yourself to a total stranger and to many other feasting eyes? How about all three? That's what I, Zara Diaz did for a chance at million dollars and to be crowned The Malik's Queen from being his doll. WARNING: Contains graphic sexual content

**Karma always has a way of biting you in the ass** Deception, manipulation and lies ruined the high school romance between a popular and tries-too-hard Paisley and a love-struck nerd, Harry. Two years later, they meet again in college, completely different people. So different in fact, he's unrecognizable to her. Karma has bitten Paisley hard. Her life, over the past two years, has been full of misfortune. Now reunited, and while she's unaware of it, can they replenish their love? Or has Paisley's karma forced her to become someone who cannot trust and be dependent of holding onto secrets? And has Harry had a plan all along to seek out his revenge for what she did to him in high school? Or will everything they built up this time, be strong enough for him to forget the past? Karma tells the story of a building bond between two photographers who share a charming past with a disastrous divide. All rights reserved amberlove222 ~~Not your typical love story~~

Vodka on her lips. Blue dye in her hair. No place to stay. No more of daddy's money. She wasn't living out her "rebel phase" like everyone claimed, she was trying to live out freedom. Well guess what? Freedom fucking sucked. | Zayn Malik AU | © All rights reserved. This story, or any section thereof may not be reproduced.

Book 1 of 2 (Sequel -- Legitimately Us) Jayde lives in the Blogging world, where she knows the secrets of everyone around her. The place people go to share their thoughts, she gets to know the inner workings of their minds. But there's only one blog she particularly loves-one written by someone called Boy_Undiscovered, who only knows her as Girl_Disconnected. A relationship forms through words written on a screen. Through their blogs, the only place they speak the truth. All the while Jayde is getting an escape to forget the life she lives, from Harry, who thinks it's better not to know a thing about each other. Is it possible to have sex without feelings? To keep going back to the same person for an escape, without your heart getting in the way? All rights reserved amberlove222

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

"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!

SEQUEL TO ADORE (Please read Adore prior to reading Mint) "I never believed in misery, until it was me lying on the cologne soaked sheets, mascara running down my cheeks... crying. Gasping for air. Wishing that you'd come back home." // A continuation of the love story between Harry and Isabella. * WINNER of the 2016 Fan Fiction Awards for best -3M Harry Styles Fic! *NOT TRANSLATING* Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning.

❖1950's❖ It was wrong, so very wrong. I knew that I shouldn't have felt the way I did towards him, but I did. I couldn't help it. No matter how inappropriate and corrupt our relationship was, I could not let go. He had my heart and soul, everything really. The only problem was he worked for my father. He was a servant. A worker. A laborer. Highest rank: #185 in Fanfiction *One of my first stories so please don't hate on it too much!*

Isabella Maxwell: a girl that craved adventure. Harry Styles: a guy that fights to give her one. Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning. All Rights Reserved © jhildey 2014 *NOT TRANSLATING* This is fiction. The thoughts and feelings of a character does not represent my own. Please remember that.