❝HELP HELP HELLLP!❞ ❝Hello, this is the Fine Apple market, and no, we are not an Apple knockoff store; how may I help you?❞ ❝Well, someone just stole my phone.❞ ❝Sorry, what?❞ ❝You asked how you could help me.❞ ❝...Oh.❞ ◽︎◾︎◽︎ in which a jittery workaholic who realizes she needs help and an antisocial beach bum who do...
"I want to grow up" Did you say it when you were a kid? I know I did. Have you regretted growing up at some point in your life? Have you wished you could be a careless child once again? I know you have. Everyone has. The more you grow the bigger the challenges, the obstacles, the pain. Life gets serious. You get seri...
❝Say something, I'm giving up on you. I'll be the one, if you want me to. Anywhere, I would've followed you. Say something, I'm giving up on you.❞ [warnings: strong language & sexual content]
Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful...
He was fascinated with the way she whistled through her gap. She was fascinated with those blue chucks that matched her eyes. Eventually they became fascinated with each other. [flip flops point of view] © 2014 flawed-
When former beauty pageant queen, Ellie Wilde, hears of her grandmother's sickness, she's the first to offer to drive her to her chemotherapy. What she didn't know she was agreeing to was an obnoxiously cheerful blond boy somehow nudging his way into her life. ©iwearheelys, all rights reserved.
Two days of being on the bus would have been long, uneventful and downright boring. That swiftly changes Morgan Parker's mind when Louis Tomlinson steps onto the bus with a shy grin. **chapters will be short, but frequent**
"Hi, I'm Louis and I'm blind." [Highest rank so far #97.] © 2015 thirdself All Rights Reserved
Her name was Eliza, Elly for short. She drove me just about mad; her very presence annoyed me to no end. She moved along with her family; the grotesque pig that lived next door was gone. Until she moved back two years later. Then everything just kind of...flipped.
❝Hola, esto es Pizzeria Harrison, ¿cómo pue- ❞ ❝¡LOGAN, LOGAN! ¿ADIVINA QUÉ?❞ ❝Madam, yo no soy Logan, ¡soy Marv!❞ ❝Uh... I don't speak Spanish❞ #2 en Historia Corta Historia original de [ @mercurially ] © Ishaana. Traducción por [ @harrytakeacat ]
Imagine a society where everything is absolutely perfect, or at least that's what they make it out to be.
Resolution is the story of when a chemical, strictly-physical relationship evolves into something so heart-wrenchingly real that Harry and Halle's worlds are changed forever. If you want to feel, really feel, read it. WARNING: Extremely explicit sexuality. Please only read if you are comfortable with mature content...
"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my che...
She looked down at the contract in front of her, thinking of only one thing: She wanted to be with him, no matter what it took. "I'll sign it." *WARNING* - Contains many, many sex scenes, curse words, and BDSM relationship.
All human souls are corrupted and dark, but her soul caught my attention. It was good and pure. The soul I had been looking for all this time. It has to be mine. It will be mine. © Copyright. 2014 @rippedskinnyjeans. All rights reserved.
"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". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...
There was just something about him. *sexual content if you cannot handle please do not read*