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daddy || h.s von rejectirwinx
rejectirwinx
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"I knew the moment I saw her in those little sun dresses and school girl skirts I wanted to treat her like a princess and fuck her like a whore."
Angel H.S von harryshairfic
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There she is, running around with my children. Her blush colored pleated skirt rising up making her cotton panties visible to perverted man like myself. highest rank #47 in Best Friends! #27 in fan!
His Good Girl (h.s.) von hsxmeow
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"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."
Arranged with Style. von DayDrreamer_
DayDrreamer_
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H.S AU. Clover's Family have weird beliefs and a deep rooted culture that has weaved its traditions into this family are now being laid upon her. She had seen it happen all around, but never did she expect her parents would do it to her too. But they do. Arranged marriage. Two words which don't really occur in this modern world anymore, but within this family it is a complete normality to have girls married off into a strangers house to fulfil the role of a wife, and once you're married-- there's no going back. So what happens when her family decide to marry her to a wealthy, rude, uptight, and downright mean, man, with enough secrets to fill a novel. Read to find out in Arranged With Style.
Weed von MagicCupcakes
MagicCupcakes
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He sees her everyday when she walks past him at "work" Like most other dealers, He loves his Mary Jane. Copyright @MagicCupcakes
Baby Girl von oogaboogafartygirl
oogaboogafartygirl
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"Oh darling how I've missed you" "Harry, I was a baby when we were together" "And now you're my baby" When Harry Styles comes back to his hometown only to lust over the young girl he used to babysit as a teenager.
Church // H.S // von DenialDaddy
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The thing that fascinates Harry about Charlotte is that she is pure, innocent and untouched. But that what she wants everyone to think. When people hear Charlottes name, they think of how she is such a sweet girl and that her youth, despite being 17 hasn't been corrupted and stuck with religion. Luckily for Charlotte her licentiousness has not been exposed and hardly anyone could imagine her with her lips wrapped around anything but a lollypop. Harry had retired early at age 25, with enough money to be set for life, but his mental state was what caused him to quit the job which caused the stress and strain. Harry found his saviour at church, and it wasn't in god but Charlotte herself.
The Pastor von oogaboogafartygirl
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Adeline, the pastors not-so-innocent daughter. Harry, the sexually frustrated atheist. "Kneel by your bed and pray to your God before I spank the shít out of you, baby girl."
Privilege •H.S• von storiesbyali
storiesbyali
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In the year 2065, slavery has come into existence once more. Although now instead of being racial, a citizen in debt must pay through hard labor. When you turn eighteen you are eligible to own a slave. What happens when her slave, may also be her soul mate?
The Last One (h.s) von namelessduong
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His cold fingertips brush against my hair as he tucks it behind my ear. His breathing is hard but he keeps it steady as he leans closer to me to whisper "No baby, I'm not addicted to drugs," he paused then placed his lips on my neck, "I'm addicted to you."