This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

It's June of 1975. A new girl has just moved in to the small town of Sausalito, California. She's beautiful, and sweet but not as innocent as she appears. Harry is the leader of a rough and tough motorcycle gang, with a take no shit attitude. He's not nearly as tough as he appears. What happens in the next few months will make or break their entire lives..... Pay attention cause there's a few time jumps in the story. 😊 Updates are slow since I have to work full time & take care of my daughter! 🤗 [WARNING]: this story contains sex, drug abuse, profanity, violence, and death. Please read at your own risk. ☺

The hall is still a little bit crowded but no one is paying attention to the girl with the crazy I-just-had-sex hair and no panties under her skirt. I can't believe what just happened and I never will. I had sex with the one and only Harry Styles. Highest rank: #1 in Fanfiction.

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

[halloween special: ✔] When I had decided to go to my best friend's boyfriend's Halloween party I hadn't expected five things to happen. One, that Blake would have me go dressed up as a "sexy vampire". Two, there would be a contest on who could scare me the most (damn you, Payne). Three, I would be ditched by my best friend so she could be all up on Mr. British. Four, my only company would be a non-frightening ghost that merely had a sheet draped over his head. And lastly, five,that I would find myself on an adventure with said ghost, and find myself falling for him. Well, this was clearly an eventful Halloween. ©2015 TypicalFangirlx all rights reserved.

[completed] Two five year olds, two single parents - one plan. ©2014 TypicalFangirlx all rights reserved.

"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: arietem.wix.com/arietemx - All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem

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 the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

"You are a monster." She whispered. "We are all monsters but I rather let mine free than rot in here" From having fun with friends to a begging of a new nightmare where the disturbed creatures live.

Three words. Ten letters. One sentence. The instant he said it, there was no turning back. No escaping my fate. I was once warned about the power of words and their ability to change people. If only I had known. One sentence out of those perfect lips: "You are mine."