This is the sequel to the Niall Horan fanfiction "Painted Black". Read on to continue the journey of love between Genevieve Jackson and Niall Horan. " вrιng yoυr love вaвy ι can вrιng мy ѕнaмe " © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the e...
" He said he was scared of commitment, but he had tattoos all over his skin. I guess he didn't see me as a work of art. Or maybe he didn't think the pain was worth it. " © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written perm...
[ONGOING] ❝Opening your wrists won't set your demons free, but opening your heart just might.❞ ✖ ✖ ✖ Anna Winters is broken. A long time ago, a horrific incident tore her family apart, destroying her life in the process. Now, five years later, she's alone and empty. A controlling mother with a habit of drinking he...
Samantha Anderson's life was finally coming together. She had gotten into her dream school, NYU, received an opportunity to intern at the newest fashion agency, Tomlinson Designs, and had a boyfriend who loved her dearly. Life is good, until Harry Styles, an incredibly rich investor, walks into her life. Harry is fi...
❝he's grey and skylar's color and they complement each other like hot rain on dry asphalt.❞ in which he has ptsd and doesn't do well with change. until her, that is. - I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS THIRTEEN, OKAY. BE NICE. - all rights reserved 2013 © cathartics
"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "Nice," he chuckled, making the first move to release my cold fingers. H...
17 year old female named "honey" is the definition of invisible. She always chose the easy way of life, or at least, tried to. She was a caterpillar that was afraid to turn into a butterfly. But what happens when the neighborhood bad boy, Hayes Grier, shows up at her house and asks her to tag Along? The skin tatted...
"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...