WARNING: This contains mature content such as sex, drugs, violence. Zoe Fray has just moved to Bradford when she meets Zayn - a guy from her neighborhood who's got the looks of a Calvin Klein model, and an arrogant yet alluring bad boy attitude. For some reason Zoe quickly catches Zayn's eye, and when he starts using his irresistible charm on her, Zoe's new friends tell her to stay away from him, saying he has a bad reputation including drugs, crimes and girls. Can Zoe trust him and put up with his bad reputation or is he really nothing but trouble?

[C O M P L E T E D ✓] They were curious. They both had their own share of secrets. He was a man living in the present. She was a woman living in the past. He was a candle, ready to see everything she was keeping in the dark. And she was the wind, ready to blow out the flame to keep him from finding out everything she was afraid of. Copyright © 2015-2017 saltea_ All Rights Reserved [Cover Made By: Myself]

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

I have a love-hate relationship with my roommates cousins best friend. He's terribly cocky and obnoxious. He makes me want to punch him and from time to time, I do. He's got a temper and possibly STDs from all the women he sleeps with. He thinks he can do as he pleases when he pleases. Oh, and it doesn't stop there. He has a past, a bad one. One I'm not exactly sure if I want to know about yet but curiosity killed the cat as they say so I plan on finding what and who are involved with it. May it be my dying wish, literally. ~ Also, his names Harry Styles.

Where a naive girl with lots of baggage and a rockstar that can't seem to think of anyone but himself fall in love over the span of 24 hours

tall, blonde, blue eyed captain of the basketball team luke hemmings was the school's bad boy. he had girls left right and centre falling at his feet. forced to leave her previous school, introvert felicity matthews had became reluctant to even leave the house, conscious of her every move. they are a prime example of polar opposites therefore it is not much of a surprise how taken aback everyone is when they take a liking to each other. but is it all too good to be true? NOTE: this story includes sexism!! yes it clearly is an awful thing and feel free to leave comments about how terrible some of the characters are for this but please bare in mind that this is (obviously) NOT my opinion (again, obviously!!). any comments from now on accusing me of this shall be deleted. [...also I wrote this literally three years ago and I'm unlikely to get round to posting more anytime soon so please don't bother reading if unfinished shit annoys you lmao.]

❝I never thought angels were real, but here you are.❞ Porsche doesn't believe in anything, not even herself. She hates the world, including everyone and everything in it. That was until Harry came along. HARRY A/U © QUEENARRY 2013

The contract that once bid them together was now torn to shreds and now everything is becoming surreal for the both of them. Can they handle it?

She looked down at the contract in front of her, thinking of only one thing: She wanted to be with him, no matter what it took. "I'll sign it." *WARNING* - Contains many, many sex scenes, curse words, and BDSM relationship.