"you're mine." "i'm what?" In which a girl meets a boy in otherworldly events who is far from normal. {harry styles} highest ranking: #288 in fanfiction-12/14/2016

Concupiscence: [kon-kyoo-pi-suh ns, kong-] Noun 1. sexual desire; lust. 2. ardent, usually sensuous, longing. Nina St Pierre is an ambitious art student who loves her divorcing parents to bits, yet doesn't believe in any other kind of love. She only has one goal in life, to get a scholarship to a fancy Parisian art school. Harry Styles is the former popular guy turned hipster who loves photography and women. He's one step ahead of his co-students when it comes to starting a promising career, yet he can't help but feel he misses something in his life. Maybe an adventure of some kind? What happens when the roads of these two former school crushes cross several times in the most contrasting, maybe even slightly disturbing ways? ---- Currently on hold

"I'm sorry, babe but I have to do this." I said with tears brimming through my eyes. The cold, hard metal was pressed against her forehead. "Just pull the damn trigger and get it over with!" The voice yelled behind me said. My body was shaking with fear. Just do it. "1,2,3."

Harry had always been a selfish immature boy that never wanted to grow up. He refused to become a man, and the island of Neverland gives him exactly that. With being the first lost boy and the leader of all the others, he's happy where he is. He doesn't care about the life he left behind or the fact he was missing out on what it was all truly about. But then he begins to learn the meaning behind desire, lust, family, life and love when he meets Gwenevieve; the beautiful lost girl he finds unconscious under the tree of pixie dust. *I TAKE ABSOLUTELY NO CREDIT FOR THE ORIGINAL IDEA OF NEVERLAND ALONG WITH ITS CHARACTERS (Peter pan & hook). ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE WRITER J.M. BARRIE*

"You're pure. You're like an angel." Harry befriends the innocent girl who works at his favorite sex shop. But Harry doesn't do platonic. The only thing getting in the way of his feelings is her boyfriend.

'One. two three. I'm coming for you' "Leave me alone! I'm not yours. " "You cant escape me. Sharing is not my best characteristic. '' When obsession takes its turn, what will Lilli do?

Sequel for dark Disclaimer. This is in no shape or form my work, I'm just simply putting it onto wattpad for you to read. All credit goes to; Hannah/ han-rawr cover by myself

WARNING: Story will heavily contain sexual/violent scenes, including: adult language, sex, violence, self harm, etc. It's the loneliest feeling in the world- to find yourself sitting down when everyone else is standing up. To have everybody look at you and say, "What's the matter with her?". I know what it feels like. Walking down an empty street, listening to the sound of your own footsteps. Shutters closed, blinds drawn, doors locked against you. And you aren't sure whether you're walking toward something, or if you're just walking away. People think depression is sadness. People think depression is crying. People think depression is dressing in black. But people are wrong. Depression is the constant feeling of being numb. Being numb to emotions, being numb to lie. You wake up in the morning just to go back to bed again. Days aren't really days; they're just annoying obstacles that need to be faced. And how do you face them? Through medication, through drinking, through smoking, through drugs, through cutting. When you're depressed, you grasp on to anything that can get you through the day. That's what depression is, not sadness or tears, its the overwhelming sense of numbness and desire for anything that can help you make it from one day to the next. Depression is simply, yet not so simply, Desolation. My name is Brianna Rodriguez, and this is my life... before I met him. STARTED WRITING: APRIL 2014

"You're not going anywhere.."