"Planeaba devolverle al mundo todo lo que le quité. Lo que yo mismo me había quitado."

𝑽𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑨́𝑪𝑬𝑶 | ❝Ella es hermosa y aterradora al mismo tiempo, como la naturaleza misma. ❞ #3 en Daddykink 23/6/18 #2 en Daddykink K30/6/18

Trabajando para una mafia líder en el mundo, Harry sabe cómo matar, cómo cazar a sus víctimas, y cómo evitar compañía de cualquier tipo. Está acostumbrado a un ambiente solitario, tranquilo, y duro. Es el mejor en lo que hace. Y todo lo que hace se vuelve problemático cuando está asignado a proteger a la hija del jefe de asesinos de fama mundial. Catalina intenta comprenderle, finalmente fallando porque en lugar de eso, se enamora de un hombre muy dispuesto a resistirse a ella. [Tiene contenido no apto para cualquier público] TRAILER EN EL LADO. © zeffervescent

Maybe she shouldn't have opened her door in the middle of the night. 24/06/19 #3 in fanfiction 24/06/19 #3 in romance

Hendrix is a loser. Luckily for her, she's a loser with a recent inheritance. If you can't get a guy in the old fashioned way, you'll just have to order one. What could possibly go wrong?

in which a man next door is infatuated sexually with the young girl next door and seduction plays a big role. "How can I control myself, when you're so tempting?"

Todo lo que necesitas saber es me puedes llamar cuando estás solo, Cuando no se puede dormir voy a ser tu solución temporal me puedes llamar Incluso si es sólo esta noche me puedes llamar. Cuando sientas como si quisieras Pasártela bien voy a ser tu solución temporal me puedes llamar soy siempre lo que te gusta. Déjame ser tus buenas noches Harry styles y ___ Harrison. Nota: Como saben la letra de la canción, contiene escenas fuertes.

There's a story behind everything. Every revenge, every bruise, every drop of blood has their own cause. Follow Harry and Love as they fought their way out of a cabin, out of the woods and from the creatures hiding in the dark... © stylesliztics_ 2015

"Run, Rosalie, run," his deep voice sung, almost like a sick nursery rhyme. His words swirled around me, each syllable like a needle stabbing into my skin. I knew he was trying to torment me, but all I wanted to do was get away from him. I kept running, the muscles in my legs burning furiously, but I dared stop in case I was caught. "Everything you're running from is still in your head." I scrunched my face up, trying my hardest to ignore his words as I sped away from him. But I knew he was right. Even if I out ran him, his presence was still in my mind, slowly turning me insane. I heard his bellowing laugh behind me as cold hands gripped my waist from behind, sharp fingernails piercing into my skin. "Running from your problems is a race you'll never win," he whispered, his hot breath burning my ear. "I'll always beat you." And he was right.