❝―black don't crack, boo.❞ © lofangs [completed]

❝That's not an antenna, that's my dick.❞ A fanfic where an alien-obsessed boy sends a signal to the stars above, and the universe decides to send one back. This book contains mature content. Read at your own risk. All Rights Reserved to chingyonce & macklemcvey, 2017. ©

"You may be able to boss me around getting you your fucking coffees and making your appointments at work everyday." Harry began in a low voice, grabbing a fistful of my hair, bringing my head back against his broad shoulder as my body quivered before him. "But here," He continued, lips grazing against the shell of my ear as he pressed me further down onto my bed, uttering one last sentence that made chills run across my spine in the best way as his grip around my curls tightened. "You answer to me."

She wore her collection of sins on her skin.

Is it cheating if it's the same man but different personalities. Date started: 2/04/17 Date finished: never lmao sucks to suck

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

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.

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

"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!"