What the fuck is the purpose to a manners school? Not what I was expecting I'll tell you that. {Basically a BDSM school fic. Larry/Niam/Zustin/Ziam/Ziall} Cover made by the amazing @cuddlybabyhaz

Evelyn's life has been one hell of a nightmare ever since her mother's sudden death. And just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, Harry Styles comes in the picture. He's manipulative, threatening and most of all, deranged. Evelyn wished he was just a nightmare, a mere illusion. But unfortunately, Harry Styles wasn't a nightmare, nor was he an illusion. He was a twisted reality. P.s Catch on this sensational fanfiction written with higly anticipation.

"And by the way, love," He said in a low voice, his lips ghosting over my ear. "My name is Harry. Not Harold." -//- Elliana thought her family moved away for her father's work. She thought her parents were happy. But what she didn't think was that she, without a reason, had moved into The Strand; the neighbourhood where registered sex offenders are sent to live. People at school seem to know who she is and where she lives before she even arrives. And her next door neighbour seems unable to stay away. ** WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS ACTS OF VIOLENCE, IMPLIED RAPE, EXTREME LANGUAGE, AND MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. **

Do you remember when we used to play hide and seek? I had so much fun knowing that I had a friend to play with every night. I remember the nights when you would lay there under the blankets in your room, shaking with anticipation because you knew I was there, but you just couldn't see me. You thought I couldn't see you.


 But I could. 


 Every night, since you were young, I have let you win. The fun was in the game. You're older now and we haven't played in quite a while. Perhaps we should start again. I'm getting bored with hide and seek, though. I don't have to let you win anymore.


 So, tonight the game is tag and I'm it. All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2014 irishiwasabrit

In which Louis develops an unhealthy infatuation with the painstakingly endearing, clumsy boy across the hall, even though really- he's way too young for him.

. ❝Too late sweetheart, you can't get out of here now❞ All rights reserved © StylesForce

A mysterious tunnel stands in Carter's town. Ever since a little girl, she was told to always stay away from the tunnel. Danger lurks inside of it, and that scared Carter. No one was ever able to see the very end of the tunnel; even daylight couldn't shine through it. Now, 19 years old with such curiosity, Carters friends drag her back to her childhood memory, pushing her into peer pressure and forcing her to see what's really in that tunnel. But, little did Carter know, in the tunnel, there lies a deranged and messed up boy waiting for the next one. » Many fictional and creepy sounding creatures. Do not read in the dark and or if you do not favor horror. * REWRITTEN VERSION UPLOADED NOW *

“You’re going to kill us?” I choke out. “Eventually, yes.” Cover by izzysaphira