If you were to mention her name in a locker room, or in a girls bathroom, you would always get the same look and smirk sent in your direction. Because she was an urban legend. Someone people told their younger siblings about when they wanted to brag about how awesome it was to be a teenager. The details and the ending...
He is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. Emily Brontë 1846 -*- All Rights Reserved to LoveVincitOmnia 2016. Please don't copy or reproduce.
Everybody has heard of him, Casanova. Famous for his charm that can make any girl beg him to be hers, and he is, for one night. He gives them pleasure beyond imagine but is always gone before sunrise. But what happens when he crosses paths with Mira Mcallister, who is against everything he stands for. Will his view o...
"You're nothing but a con man." "I prefer con artist, sweetheart." ➳ Winner of Season 3 1D Watty Awards for Best Smut
Sequel to The Styles Effect (Must read The Styles Effect first if you haven't before reading this one)
I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.
She claimed that she could see his true colors. But the only color he ever knew were the red of his assignments. -Cover made by @Tonii
She was the anchor that kept him steady above the water. He was the anchor that made her sink. A story filled with ups and downs. An unsteady sea, really.
Sequel to Cliché. In which two familiar people never really want whatever relationship they have left to end. And the other younger two don't know how to start.
"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"
{bonus book} ✓ - Dearest Liam, From the moment I saw you, I knew you were going to be special. I just knew it. But you can’t always get what you want, or whom you want, can you? Some things are not meant to be. We never were, Liam. Never. Truly yours, Phoebe
OTRAMNL: A show fans waited for years, the best night for some, the worst for the others. But why would this show be special to Dianne? Will this night change her life forever? Will her first love be her last? Are you ready for the plot twist?
It's not the days that we remember, but it's the moments within those days that are ingrained in our minds. Those moments become treasures in a way. Anyone can walk away, anyone can leave, but the memories never will. They stay forever, the good and the bad. The painful and the cherished. Me? Oh, I don't have any memo...
"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". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...