Dark (a Harry Styles fanfic) - this is the one all you friends have been talking about and now you get to read it too! I am NOT the author of this story! all credit goes to han-rawr (the author) on tumblr!

What happens when a slip of the tongue causes One Direction to be on every news stand around the world? What to do they do when they get media attention, but it's not good? But why are they getting bad media attention? Well how do they cover up the bad with something good? Well the obvious option is to bring in a girl. But what happens when they don't tell her it's just for the media...?

Alexis Smith had a best friend. They both made a promise but was broken. This Summer something's gonna happen. Trust will be broken, past will haunt, friendship will be formed and love will blossom. --used to be 'His Carrot Girl'.

**FAN FICTION WRITTEN BY han-rawr.tumblr.com**

{C O M P L E T E D} "I like the curly haired one. Harry." Presley Davis had no idea that sentence would change her life. She had gotten famous over a YouTube video she did as a dare. Now shes making many videos and has a lot of fans. But what she doesn't know is that shes got her own stalker. Harry Styles. What will happen when these two cross paths? {Undergoing major editing}

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.

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

Everything is just a big jumble in Bella's life. Her and Liam are far from getting their relationship fixed, Emily is in the hospital after the hit and run, Chloe is going to court, and Bella is trying to balance her life and school. Second guessing everything that she has done up to now in her life is something that Bella has been doing every day. Did she make the right decision by coming to Australia, what about even calling Liam back after their first meeting in Starbucks? Bella seems to find herself lost. She doesn't seem to know who she is anymore.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...