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"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.
"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.
It's been two and a half years since Liam handed Brinlee over to the one man he had been trying to protect her from: her father. Now the boys are back and have finally helped her escape her captor. Things would be fine and dandy now, right? If only it were that easy... (Horrible description. The book is better, I swe...
Liam Payne has secrets. Secrets that could potentially kill. Brinlee Adams has a past. A past that put those close to her at risk. Love. Pain. Trust. Contentions...
It all started with a compromise. A compromise to let Katlyn go to a One Direction Concert for her birthday. Rachel Collins finds herself onstage in the arms of Louis Tomlinson before she can even blink, and she doesn't even know that was the first time she would see the boy that would change her life forever. (BOOK O...
Two stubborn teenagers meet unexpectedly. Both grief stricken and guarded, Maddie soon becomes Michael's lighthouse. Copyright © fluffycashton 2018. All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except...
"It's time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings."
Jamie isn't your average girl. She loves sports, any sport; but one speaks louder to her than any other: soccer. She has sacrificed everything to soccer; her time, her money, and her pain. She takes pride in her success, she believes she's the best player on her team, and possibly in the world. She is offered to play...
"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". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...
"Isn't that tiring?" He shifted his arm so it leaned on the counter. "You know, never choosing anywhere to stay and building a life of your own?" "I don't mind it, really."
He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.