His fingers clench tightly around my cuffed wrists. "I don't know whether to murder you or fall in love with you," he whispers. I look into his iridescent green eyes. "Either way you'll cause me pain." **NOTE: story has been discontinued Atlantis94 All Rights Reserved © 2014 Cover art: @SeranadingHarry

Murder and sex has never felt so good in Harry Styles' life as it has been now. He enjoys every scream, every moan, and anything and everything that involves bringing pleasure to him. Taken under the wing of his best friend, he has became London's most terrifying murderer. Even though he has a heartless side of him, he tries to fight it once he meets one of his lovely victims, Evelyn Blythe. Unlike the others, he finds something different about her and instead of killing her, he keeps her for his own personal use. They both go through Hell. As Harry tries to fight against his demons and Evelyn fight to against Harry, a new threat comes to London. Trying to restore things back to how it was, Harry tries to get rid of another predator who tries to plagiarize his 'work'. Jealousy, bloodshed, pain, and misery lives throughout the chapters in this story. The only questions that will linger is if Evelyn will ever love Harry? Will she ever escape from him? Will Harry find and dispose of this

Vanessa is a girl who likes trouble, and who adores drinking as well. She doesn't believe in anything that could possibly save her, in her time of need. Vanessa doesn't believe in love or a guy that will possibly save her from eternal damnation. Harry is an average boy who lives in a small town. He works in a bakery and loves his family. Harry adores to sing and is waiting patiently to find "the one". Little did these two know that they would fall for eachother...but as they say "opposites attract."

❝choose your last words, this is the last time 'cos you and i, we were born to die.❞

A simple gesture can cause something more than just a regretful mistake.

"You know, it's not good to be out this late.❞ ❝I know.❞ PUBLISHED DECEMBER 2014 [The story does not end on chapter 12] Copy Right ©GAYBOYHARRY

Fifteen years. The number of normal every-day life. One day. The number of time when my life suddenly took a 180. 8000. The number of miles I was taken away from my home. Two. The number of parents I will never see again, Two weeks. The number of weeks I lived with kidnappers, rapists, and murderers. Three times. The number of times I lost my innocence to three different men. Four months. The number of months I lived a semi-normal but hectic life with practically strangers. Two. The number of children I carried Two. The number of times I was kidnapped. One week. The number of weeks I was held hostage. Thirty. The number of times I probably passed out or fainted. One hundred plus. The number of times I cried and felt sorry for myself. Six months. The number of months I waited until I got to see my children. Thirty seconds. The number of seconds it took before my life fully crumbled before my very eyes. A moment. How long it took for it all to start over again. Save Them, Please? *Sequel to 'Help Me, Please?*

Leah Evans is the definition of a businesswoman: strong, smart, and on her way to becoming the biggest CEO of one of New York's finest companies. However, when disaster strikes, she is fired and left to fend for herself in the big city. It is in this desperate time of need that she accepts the position to be the personal secretary of Harry Styles, the rich, handsome, and extremely arrogant but powerful businessman. Will Leah learn to deal with Harry's haughty attitude? Or will their relationship turn into something besides strictly professional?

Givers. It's not a job that most would want. Forced to unwillingly give their blood to the superior race of vampires, Givers have the most terrible and dangerous job around the world. Summer Thompson's only goal in life was to protect her sister from the dangers of their society and to keep her safe from the blood suckers. However, their is no chance for that when an incident of defiance lands Summer and her sister before the royal court of vampires. They would have been done for had there not been a job opening. As Summer's sister is imprisoned in the dungeons, Summer has no choice but to go along with fate's plans and become a Giver to an almighty, rather familiar lord. Although she thinks that he is nothing but a cocky, arrogant, egotistical jerk, perhaps they can both find balance and teach each other a few things about destiny...

"I didn't mean to kill those people," Harry whispered, shaking his head lightly as he stared at his pale hands. The hands that were always stained with dark, putrid blood that smelled of rusting copper and bits of iron. It was like I could hear the screams of the men and women who begged for mercy before their eyes reached the back of their skull and their lungs no longer could hold air. "They have your prints. You're all over the news. Turn yourself in now and you might not get the worst of all sentences,' I muttered. He finally looked up at me. His eyes burning a small hole through my own. They held regret. But soon were replaced by indignation. "Never," he whispered so softly. So softly that you could barely hear it. But I heard it. I always heard his soft whispers that were just begging to be heard.