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She was dressed to kill and he was to die for. © whiskeystyles

1996 [harry au]

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [w...

Recovery / / h.s

"A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover."- Charles Bukowski.

Baby Doll (Harry Styles)

In a corrupt community, young girls are sold to men as mere objects of pleasure and they are kept for as long as the men desire. But things take a turn when the spoilt son of a wealthy businessman crosses paths with an unfortunate girl forced into the twisted world of Baby Dolls. Baby Doll © Wonderwall123 2013 - 2014

The Executive & The Artist (H.S)

(complete) And he was so eager to be her hero that he forgot to be his own, because loving Natalie Beck is the strongest act of self-destruction Harry'd ever known. (Original fanfiction version) © 2015 polaroidlou

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in which he uses his perspective to show her how beautiful she really is

Grey Street // H.S.

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that...

Stargirl ✩ H.S. [DISCONTINUED]

❝That's not an antenna, that's my dick.❞ A fanfic where an alien-obsessed boy sends a signal to the stars above, and the universe decides to send one back. This book contains mature content. Read at your own risk. All Rights Reserved to chingyonce & macklemcvey, 2017. ©

Unhuman ≫ h.s.

When I looked into his eyes, he looked anything but human, and the scariest part was I couldn't find it in me to care. "W-Who are you?" I asked, tilting my head up. He looked at me through narrowed eyes, his pink lips parted as his rough voice sent chills up my spine, "That's not the question you should be asking." "...

Paperboy. (h.s. au)

And just like the waves need the moon To give a little push and pull I need you. ________________________________ Est. July 18th, 2015.