When I was younger, I used to believe that one day I'll fall in love with someone, and that someone will love me back. I believed that one day we'll live happily ever after. Just like the ones we see in the movies. But boy was I wrong. The movies only show you the ideal type of love. They skip all the fighting, the messy breakups, the humiliation, the pain, but most importantly, they skip all the lies. And I guess that was my mistake. I believed in what the movies portrayed love to be. Well, that was until I met, him. I love you. That's probably the biggest lie I've ever heard; yet I always end up believing it. I constantly hear those three words. Those three empty words. It's pathetic, really, how I constantly fall for those words. Because honestly, love is a lie.

Halle a 19 year old freshman in college, hardworking , gets good grades. Harry Styles a 28 year old billionaire whose just looking for a really good time his way. What will happen when they meet. (p.s. Harry is Halle's former boss) #195 in fan fiction. Cover by pimplana

"Say it baby. Say my name." "Mmmm daddy." "Good baby, but you still need to be punished"

"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". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

Allyson has always followed all the rules, done just what she's supposed to do, being the innocent daddy's little girl. Things take a turn when she bumps into a corrupted boy, who is more than willing to show her the ropes of life. Daddy's little girl copyright © myzarryfeelsx

a dalliance between a history teacher and his young student

Pos•ses•sive / (adjective) the act of demanding someone's love and attention. Some say love is defined as a strong feeling or constant affection for a person. An attraction for sexual desire. A feeling of warm personal attachment. Harry never cared for anybody. He goes by the saying, "me, myself, and I." His dark persona lured women in but, Harry only had one night stands. Pure flings that he forgot about the following day. Harry wasn't one to make a good first impression because to be truthfully honest, he didn't have anyone to impress. When fate decides to unite Harry and Alice, has his ways changed for the better or does he stay as the guy Alice's parents warned her about. Can love conquer all? **WARNING** Contains drug and alcohol abuse, content, and foul language.

By reading this story, you automatically have a one way ticket to hell. See you there kittens ;) Disclaimer: This story contains, rape, bdsm, and lots and lots of smut. If you don't like that, I suggest you leave. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED I do not allow any translations.

Kidnapped; by one of Britain's most wanted. Stuck; in a mansion with 15 "dolls". AKA, "Daddy's little girls" and each and everyone has an individual reason to be there. And now it's Keegan's time to pay a visit, insisted by yours truly. Britain's most wanted: Harry Edward Styles. "Daddy's home!" The door creaked open as a tall, lean man stepped into our presence. "Hello, baby dolls."