Eleanor O'Connor has spent her entire life learning how to blend in and vigorously training every day in order to defend herself. She has done pretty well up until now. Her father, being in charge of the Irish Mob, has acquired many enemies over the years making Eleanor a prime target. She has spent the last several years attending college at NYU and has been doing a decent job of keeping low, going so far as to change her name and hide her accent, but with a recent attack, Eleanor has realized that they found her. If it wasn't for the guy with stunning green eyes, they may have been successful in taking her. Now Eleanor is paranoid but doesn't want to go back to Ireland where she would have to live under the strict rules of her father. She has started to realize that her years of training wouldn't be enough to protect her but that her green eyed savior, Harry Styles, may be the one to keep her safe. An assassin, assigned as her body guard, Harry will do what he must to protect Eleanor. At first he sees her as nothing more than another job, but soon starts to feel something more for this girl who has had to be strong her entire life.

BOOK ONE OF THE REBELLION TRILOGY Secrecy can only last so long before it's foundation crumbles. Prince Harry has a lot of secrets in his life--many that he's not proud of, and one that he cherishes but is far too ashamed to share. Disobedience can only go so far when you're a prince that's hopelessly in love with one of your family's servants.

❝ The boy had eyes like a hurricane and a smile of warmth. She couldn't sleep for three days. He'd never talk, but when he did, the earth stopped moving. Galaxies were born. His voice was a constellation of stars she wouldn't mind staring at all night. ❞ In which a girl renders herself lucky to have attracted the eyes of the golden boy, until his love quickly turns into an obsession. -- a dark harry styles fanfiction -- #959 in fanfiction (Sept. 2, 2015)

[finished] New York City was different in 1993.

*COMPLETED* Seventeen-year-old Elena had lost something for the past few years, and she had yet to discover it. It wasn't something that'd just show up because she was determined to find it. And no one could find it for her. She'd lost her memory. When the gray-eyed guy from her dreams moved into town, she knew that he was the key to unlocking everything she'd forgotten. But the closer she was to her past, the harder it got for her to comprehend it. As unbelievable as it was, she had nothing else to hold onto. So she kept looking. And stumbled back into the world she'd left behind.

!!(Slow Updates)!! He's strong and can strike fear into the hearts of anyone. She's weak and scared easily. Nobody tells him what to do. She follows orders without complaint. He's an overpowered, hybrid, monster of a man. She's a tiny, shiftless, omega of a wolf. But they do have one thing in common. They're mates. But is that all true? In a world of evil, of cruelty, violence and deception, a monster lives. In a world of torture, of pain and of suffering, a little wolf lives. In a world of hidden secrets, ice, and ancient metal, the little wolf and the monster find each other. Then begins the chaos.

"Ignore their stares, they do nothing but remind you that you are alive." When Alexandra Knight was offered a rare scholarship to attend the most prestigious boarding school in Europe, she didn't have to think twice before accepting it. It doesn't take long for her schoolmates to notice that she is different from them, and Alexandra quickly becomes the centre of attention when she runs, quite literally, into the most popular boy in school- just not in a good way. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • THE ROYALS SERIES, pt.1 Copyrighted.

BOOK 2 OF THE ANCHOR SERIES Waves makes for an unsteady sea, really. Depending on the wind and the pressure, waves either lay peacefully against the sand, its current slow and steady, or crash onto the shore. There's no way to predict which way the wind will blow, there's no way to know how strong the waves will be. When the wind blows hard, when the waves are aggressive, the only thing you can do is hold on and hope you'll be strong enough not to let go. Hope that although there's no way to predict how strong the waves will be, you'll always be stronger than them, hope that through everything, you won't drown. Waves, they come and they go, and sometimes, when they hit the shore, they destroy sandcastles.

I curled under the jungle gym and cried my eyes out. Suddenly a shadow hovered over me. I looked up saw a boy about my age staring at me with a Unknown expression. He bent down and wiped away my tears with the pad of his thumbs. I immediately stopped crying and looked into his bright Emerald eyes. "Why are you crying?" He asked and I looked down. "Because I know that'll never make friends here" I said quietly. He was quiet for a minute before finally speaking up. "I'll be your friend" he said quietly while looking into my eyes. I smiled a toothy grin. "Really!?" I asked and he nodded his head. "You'll be mine" ~~~~ Ranked # 2 in Werewolf on 7/13/17 Beautiful cover made by: kaori_nakahodo STARTED: JUNE 28, 2015 FINISHED: AUGUST 22, 2016 EDITING: ON GOING

His eyes could ruin someone with a single look. Her smile could cure the loneliest heart. ☓ All Rights Reserved 2018