Pink baby boy Harry surrenders his body to his daddy Louis to do as he pleases. As time passes by, Harry soon begins to question everything and everyone around him. Is there more behind all of daddy's wealth--or is he just a rich billionaire?. But things take a turn for the worst, he might not be the person he says he is. Will Harry stay long enough with his daddy, to see it all unfold before his very own eyes?? "Daddy will take care of you baby boy, just wait and see" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ #ziam #insearchofadaddy #larry Will include: *18y/o Harry with 25y/o Louis *Ziam/Larry smutt *BDSM (You all might need to go to church after you're done reading)

This story is just how i maybe wants or imagine,that how after4 could be,so i just write it down. In this you are going to continue hessa journey.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

Stockholm Syndrome: Feelings of trust or affection felt in certain cases of kidnapping or hostage-taking by a victim toward a captor. Sarah was held hostage by Harry. She thought he was just some kind of sick-minded killer, but when she spends more time with him, she soon finds herself starting to fall for him. But she knows that if she doesn't get away soon, she will die. Will she ever escape Harry's hold, or will her Stockholm Syndrome get the best of her? Find out in: Stockholm Syndrome: A Harry AU

Just a love story... ♥ (this was my first fanfic... I wouldn't do it if I were you)

[Reached #1 in Spiritual] He stands there tall, but not the same man I saw yesterday. This man had his shoulders slouched, he was heaving up and down. Not strong and confident as his usual self. His back was to me but he was facing the large office wall that's made out of glass. He leaned closer to the glass and put his head against it. His right hand joined and the glass started fogging. His breathing slowly blurring out the lively New York City. "Mr. Saleh?" I Whispered. He sighs heavily and turns around. I was shocked. His eyes were puffy and red. A fresh tear was slowly making its way down his cheek. He cleared his throat and clenched his jaw. "What?"

"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!