I fell in love with the boy in my dreams. The only time I ever got to be with him was whenever I would drift off to sleep. ©️ All Rights Reserved Originally from DaniMoon on Wattpad. This book is really means a lot to me. So I posted the work in order for you guys can re-read it again. All credit still to her. Thank you. X

Sequel to Dreamboat. DO NOT read this or even open this if you haven't read the first book. Contains major spoilers. ___ Originally from DaniMoon on Wattpad. This book is really means a lot to me. So I posted the work in order for you guys can re-read it again. All credit still to her. Thank you. X

I'm Mikaela. Mika for short. I'm just an average 18-year-old girl who likes boys, clothes and make-ups. Just like every girl. There's one thing I'm really proud of. I'm Niall Horan's bestfriend. And just because of a mistake, I have to fake-date the boy I hate the most, Harry Styles. _____________________________________ [Warning: I wrote this way back when I was twelve and this was so awful and i cringe everytime so please bare with me. You've been warned. Thank you!] ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Copyright © 2014 by NicoleDirectioner

A story about Harry set in a post-apocalyptic world, trying to find his way back home.

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

Hendrix is a loser. Luckily for her, she's a loser with a recent inheritance. If you can't get a guy in the old fashioned way, you'll just have to order one. What could possibly go wrong?

"You didn't really think I could love you, did you?" I can physically feel my heart break as he spits out the words as if they are poison on his tongue. - This is the story of two lonely hearts. One immortal, and one that can stop beating any minute.

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

✓ "The day he lost his mind was the day he lost his heart." - He's a broken-hearted artist who's just left rehab with nothing but the clothes on his body. She's chosen living life waiting tables in a nearly bankrup café instead of going further on her career. He abhors the possibility of ever loving again and she doesn't even try to. But when their paths cross, their point of view might be changed. Because they don't really know how tough dealing with absence can be.