in which a senior in high school becomes infatuated with an innocent freshman # 19 in kinky

"I seem to have no control over myself when I'm with you." Copyright© 1Deverland Inc. 2016 All Rights Reserved.

"Are you my good girl?" he looks up at me with his dark eyes. His tongue slides across his sinister lips, only making me more anxious. I nod furiously, wanting him to make me his all over again. "Say it." he lowly growls, his grip on my hips tightening. "I'm your good girl, I'm yours forever."

About a naive girl in school whom is loved by her brother's friends. And about a man who's slowly losing the life he used to live because of this naive schoolgirl.

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 would always change, but the conclusion to the story was always that; "that girl had some serious daddy issues." (Art on cover credited to http://athousandclouds.tumblr.com/)

Kidnapped; by one of Britain's most wanted. Stuck; in a mansion with 15 "dolls". AKA, "Daddy's little girls" and each and everyone has an individual reason to be there. And now it's Keegan's time to pay a visit, insisted by yours truly. Britain's most wanted: Harry Edward Styles. "Daddy's home!" The door creaked open as a tall, lean man stepped into our presence. "Hello, baby dolls."

In which a 26 year old becomes infatuated with the girl next door. Harry Styles au.

"Harry that's disgusting" "you love it"

"Daddy, I'm your best doll aren't I?" - - - - In which a sixteen year old is flawed to others but she's a perfect doll to her daddy. - - - - - - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED KNEESUCKZ ®

please don't comment crap on this story, I made it when I was very young and clueless. I understand it sucks and it's gross. // "You're nobody important, just a little girl to fill my sexual needs" Harry's sickening voice is adamant. Tears prick my eyes, but I've got to stay strong. There is no way he will see me cry. "So that's all I ever was to you? After everything we'd been through?" I take a deep breath and shut my eyes, wanting to erase all of our memories together. "Don't think of it as a one time thing." He says, grabbing his coat off of the couch, as well as throwing on his shoes. "What do you want me to think of it as then!?" I yell, a tear or two slipping down my pale cheeks. All this time we'd spent had to have meant something to him, it had too have. "Think of it like this Arabella, in my mind no strings were attached in our 'relationship', everything was more so.." He trails off opening the door ready to leave. "Well more so like first person who falls in love is the first person to be..." And with that I'm left to a shut door and a broken heart. ___ Copyright © 2014 TheDarkestOnes |All Rights Reserved| Highest Rank: #1 in yes daddy #19 in fanfiction #5 in sir #4 in after warning: self harm/rape content, read at your own risk.