All your favorite actor babes into a dirty love stories. Trust me i've read to many of these, and there are not many, so i'm trying to expand that. I will be writing Y|N, so this is about you. I can also do fluff, so they will be labeled. Get excited!!! I know I am. Also, I am writing these in my parents car after school everyday, so pray for me.😂♥️

Accepted under the mentorship of your idol and the world's hottest chef Gordon Ramsay, you must prove your skill and determination through competing in Hell's Kitchen- A month long cooking contest versus fifteen other fierce contestants and difficult challenges. If you lose, it's back to your lonely apartment and shitty job. But if you win, you'll work as the Head Chef of Gordon's personal restaurant... and you might earn his heart along the way. This story is mature and contains some smut, denoted by a * before the chapter title. Please be mature enough to read such content! Highest rankings: #1 Reader #1 Submissive #1 Polyamory #1 Reality #1 GordonRamsay #1 Gordon #1 Ramsay #1 Competition #1 Mentor #1 British #1 HellsKitchen #1 HK #1 Kitchen #1 TVShow #1 Bonding #1 RealPerson Disclaimer: I do not own Hell's Kitchen nor do I know Chef Ramsay in real life (unfortunately). This is just a fanfiction about the fiery Chef himself. ;)

Marissa Brook Styles? Styles? Yes. Like Harry Styles. She's the adopted 20 year old daughter of the famous artist. Harry Styles was in age 30 when he adopted Marissa on the orphanage. He's also married to Lizbeth Morris. Though, things took an unexpected turn. As much as Marissa forced herself out of the situation, she find's herself falling for her charming step-father. Would their secret be kept a secret? Or will the truth prevail?

Different imagines and preferences of Harrrrry.

please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.