A game of Seven Minutes in Heaven turned into my personal Hell. I didn't know the first boy I'd kiss, I'd kill. But I couldn't help it. The feeling, the power it gave me as I drained the life from his body was amazing. But when he dropped to a heap on the floor in front of me, his eyes open and unseeing, I screamed. Because one look, you're mine. One touch, I've got you under my spell. One kiss... You're dead.

What do I do? Of course, I do the only thing I could think of at the moment. I run. I run as fast as I can, and try to hide. There is no place to hide. I'm in the middle of nowhere, I don't know where I am. My car broke down not too long ago and I had to set off on foot. I must've gotten lost. I could hear the cackling laughter of whatever it was, that was following me. It seemed as if it was mimicking me, making fun of my distress. How could it know exactly where I had run? I dodge this tree and that, forcing my legs to run even though they felt as if they were about to give away. With my luck, they do, and I'm sent tumbling down with that thing towering over me, a large grin on its face.

Her name was Blue. She doesn't love me. She also doesn't know that she is mine. Soon darling, soon.

She doesn't know who they are, she doesn't know who he is. All she knows is, fate wants them to meet for the second time.

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

I was captivated, but he was all too good at his profession: Harry Styles, Playboy. © wrenadler, All Rights Reserved. (Larry with some Ziam)

"And by the way, love," He said in a low voice, his lips ghosting over my ear. "My name is Harry. Not Harold." -//- Elliana thought her family moved away for her father's work. She thought her parents were happy. But what she didn't think was that she, without a reason, had moved into The Strand; the neighbourhood where registered sex offenders are sent to live. People at school seem to know who she is and where she lives before she even arrives. And her next door neighbour seems unable to stay away. ** WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS ACTS OF VIOLENCE, IMPLIED RAPE, EXTREME LANGUAGE, AND MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. **

"The battleline between good and evil runs through the heart of every man."

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