[COMPLETED ✓] A story about an ambitious boy and a witty girl who fall in love through the exchange of text messages. Copyright © 2015 mesmereyes All Rights Reserved [Cover made by: Myself]

Tessa Manston is a 'beautiful tomboy' who is scared to love. Will one afternoon change it all? "Do you feel that?" Harry asks me. "Feel what?" I ask him. "The sparks," he says with a playful grin as his forehead meets mine.

Olivia, Harry and Lauren are totally different from each others, there's only one thing in common between them: Their family past. Olivia, Ian's little sister is starting now her life in college, the best time of her life. She wants to go to her mother and grandmother sorority (her brother Ian went to his father fraternity) to live the best years of her life.Although things start to go in a different way when she meets Harry and his girlfriend Lauren, two of the most popular and older students of the university. Harry and Olivia fall truly, madly, deeply in love for each other creating big problems because Harry is Ian's best friend and Lauren's boyfriend and Lauren is the president of Delta Gamma sorority. Every drama that they live brings to the present past memories, secrets and lies that change their lives. All the dramas, wars and loves that their families lived in the past start All Over Again in the present, the same stories and the same mistakes but now with new people. AOA

Harry's jaw tightens, and she can see that he isn't focusing anymore. He picks up the pace of his steps, just like she had reminded him to do countless times before. To her surprise, he's doing it right this time. He is doing everything perfectly, but she can't figure out why he looks so tense all of a sudden. That's when the unthinkable happens. © 2015, huckleberryharry

WARNING: Story will heavily contain sexual/violent scenes, including: adult language, sex, violence, self harm, etc. It's the loneliest feeling in the world- to find yourself sitting down when everyone else is standing up. To have everybody look at you and say, "What's the matter with her?". I know what it feels like. Walking down an empty street, listening to the sound of your own footsteps. Shutters closed, blinds drawn, doors locked against you. And you aren't sure whether you're walking toward something, or if you're just walking away. People think depression is sadness. People think depression is crying. People think depression is dressing in black. But people are wrong. Depression is the constant feeling of being numb. Being numb to emotions, being numb to lie. You wake up in the morning just to go back to bed again. Days aren't really days; they're just annoying obstacles that need to be faced. And how do you face them? Through medication, through drinking, through smoking, through drugs, through cutting. When you're depressed, you grasp on to anything that can get you through the day. That's what depression is, not sadness or tears, its the overwhelming sense of numbness and desire for anything that can help you make it from one day to the next. Depression is simply, yet not so simply, Desolation. My name is Brianna Rodriguez, and this is my life... before I met him. STARTED WRITING: APRIL 2014

*WARNING: THIS STORY IS FOR A MATURE AUDIENCE. IT WILL HEAVILY CONTAIN SEXUAL/VIOLENT SCENES AND ADULT LANGUAGE* Jessie Woods is a seemingly ordinary girl living in the city of St. Louis, Missouri. But as her past continues to haunt her, it soon becomes too much. So when her and her childhood best friend, Carly, finally graduate high school and both get accepted into Stanford University, she is relieved. Late nights and sexy college boys can make any girl feel better, right? Wrong. Because one of those sexy college boys happens to be named Harry Styles, a mysterious curly haired stud who has a hidden past of his own. Jessie and Harry soon discover that you can't run from your own demons-- especially when that demon is you. *ALL RIGHTS RESERVED* STARTED WRITING: MAY 2014

My parents always warned me about the drugs on the streets, but never did they say anything about ones with emerald eyes and a beating heart.

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.