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

FEATURED ON THE READING LIST 'ONE DIRECTION' BY @Fanfic BEST FANFIC SERIES 2018 - @thefanfictionawards Book 1 of the Lush Trilogy (completed ✓) - Rewritten in 2025 Vicky West has spent her life chasing one dream - to dance beneath the lights of the Moulin Rouge, Los Angeles's most exclusive nightclub. It's the stage she's always longed for after seeing it years ago. But behind the glamorous club lies a man who could ruin everything. Harry Styles, the ower of the Moulin Rouge, is as powerful as he is untouchable. Known for his sharp suits, cold and pompous behavior, he has an insatiable appetite for control. When Vicky auditions for a spot on the team, Harry immediately recognizes that she's a valuable asset to his club. The way she dances drives him mad. But is Harry pursuing Vicky for the Moulin Rouge - or for himself? Highest rankings: #1 trilogy #1 one direction #2 Styles #2 HarryStyles WARNING: Mature content. All Rights Reserved by @butterflytattoo

***WARNING: Scenes of a Violent and Sexual Content*** Harry and Angela have started their own beautiful family. But, will Harry overcome his insecurities about his own abusive upbringing. Or, will he become his father?.... Twitter @Atlantis094

A Harry Styles fanfiction. Harry Styles was different than most self-proclaimed players. The first clue was that he was, indeed, self-proclaimed; he didn't need others to point anything out for him. But, instead of fighting the very existence of love until his limbs were tired, he welcomed it. In fact, he'd always wanted it. So when Harry meets Ella Mason the first day of his sophomore year in college, it doesn't take long to know she's the one he had always been waiting for. After all, just months before, he'd said goodbye to his old ways. It was perfect timing. Or was it? ❝You're my safe place, baby. You're my haven.❞ © Amanda V. Montgomery Warning: Contains Mature Content.

The Boxer Sequel - In the ring a fighter is only focused on one thing. Winning. But this boxer has got more than one ring and more than one goal to think about.

When a poor lady of Demisewood Creak turns eighteen, she is taken to a corrupted place, called the Trisumber. The Trisumber is where they place the ladies into cages, for the wealthy men of the city to marry them. For Elena Williams the cages are her biggest fear, but when she crosses pathes, with the misunderstood son of a wealthy man, she finds herself in a complex situation. ©harryilyxo all rights reserved. cover by @baby_hemmings. trailer by @shopdropnroll3

❝But what if tomorrow you notice my flaws and imperfections, and don't look at me the same way as you did today?❞ I found myself drowning into my own sea of destruction. I was damaged. And there was no one who can fix me, and make me feel me again. But sometimes you meet a person, and there's something about them that leaves you hanging. Falling into a midst of danger and attraction, the sudden vulnerability. And so I met him, the perfect stranger. ❝ If I was drunk now, I'd call you. Tell you that you're beautiful. Because then, even though my mind is clouded with the haze of alcohol, I could; and I'll always remember that you are what I want. And if tomorrow morning I'll be sober, you'd still be beautiful to me.❞ It was rather graceful: the way he put her insecurities to sleep. The way he dove into her eyes and starved all the fears and tasted all the dreams she kept coiled beneath her bones. There are moments in our lives that define us. Moments that can change everything as we know it. Little did I know, this was one of those moments. And in the end, we only regret the chances we didn't take. Copyright © mywonderwall_ All Rights Reserved 2013-2014

"There's just a lot of sexual tension and mattresses." A boy trying to solve a rubix cube and a girl pretending to be in a church group get a late night job at a mattress store.

[COMING SOON] So maybe he wasn't a knight in shining armor with a helmet of steel riding a noble steed. This isn't a fairytale, and this sure as hell isn't Shrek with dragons and ogres. But right in this moment I can tell you he was special. Maybe he was only in my life for the shortest amount of time possible, but he was there and for some reason everything seemed to get just a little bit easier to handle with him around. Until God decided to swallow him up. Sometimes I wondered why I even cared about a boy who was rude to me most of the time. He made fun of me for being sick, when deep underneath that hard surface of his, he was sick, too. He acted tough in the face of a threat, but he was a softie underneath. The only reason we actually met was that stupid church sermon I was forced to attend around Easter time with my family. He just so happened to be there with his, and for the most unknown reason ever, my entire family knew his. Except me. [© 2013, ALANNAH FAE. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS WORK CONTAINS MATERIAL PROTECTED UNDER INTERNATIONAL AND FEDERAL COPYRIGHT LAWS AND TREATIES. NO PART OF THIS WORK MAY BE REPRODUCED OR TRANSMITTED IN ANY FORM OR BY ANY MEANS WITHOUT EXPRESS WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM ALANNAH FAE.]