Tied up. That's what he had been for the past three hours. His screams and pleads of help, were all muffled by the tape that covered his pink lips. His hands and feet were tied to a chair, preventing him from running away. The strangers had been looking at him for a while. Their eyes were cold as stone, and their voices rough as they talked. "Move all you want, you're not going anywhere." The tan boy smirked. "You're ours now. You're trapped." // Currently undergoing construction Originally published March 2013

My name is Naomi Bale but it's not. About a month ago I was living in fear and shame for who I was, for what I was. But I've learned better than that. I learned who I was truly made to be. He taught me that I have more than one name- that I'm very very special. I'm not from here, my soul is from a place far far away. There I am a queen and my name is Queen Lorelei. There I am a witch, a person who committed a most dishonorale act. This is my story. My name is Naomi Bale but it's not.

Where Harry Styles works for the Malik family as their chauffeur and falls in love with their only son.

What happens when you can't get rid of someone?When you save someone and it turns into something else. You wake up to see him in tears, crying his eyes out; and why? Because your arms weren't around him. How do you tolerate someone like that?! Yeah I'll admit it's hard especially when that person can't even know your real name because you're a spy.

"The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist."

Harry Styles is a smart young man, who stays in school despite his mother's alcoholism. Zayn Malik is the opposite. Zayn is a runner for a gang leader. He is in deep with the wrong crowd. These two boys collide when Harry messes up one of Zayn's most important jobs yet, and the boys feel a connection with each others hardships. Harry has a secret. And so does Zayn. How will these two boys survive in a world filled with pain and heartbreak?

Zayn Malik was always different compared to the other children as he grew up. He was never understood, and in turn never understood the others, so he lived in his dream world of doodles, colours and drawings. He finally reaches out to the tall, curly haired Harry Styles, but how will the popular Harry react to the quiet boy who everyone thought was mute? Zayn has so many more problems then Harry could ever understand, but how can Harry try to help the brown-eyed boy, when he barely speaks a word? [A Zarry Stylik Fanfiction that contains triggers of abuse and bullying.]

A mysterious tunnel stands in Carter's town. Ever since a little girl, she was told to always stay away from the tunnel. Danger lurks inside of it, and that scared Carter. No one was ever able to see the very end of the tunnel; even daylight couldn't shine through it. Now, 19 years old with such curiosity, Carters friends drag her back to her childhood memory, pushing her into peer pressure and forcing her to see what's really in that tunnel. But, little did Carter know, in the tunnel, there lies a deranged and messed up boy waiting for the next one. » Many fictional and creepy sounding creatures. Do not read in the dark and or if you do not favor horror. * REWRITTEN VERSION UPLOADED NOW *

im·mure iˈmyo͝or/Submit verb 1. enclose or confine (someone) against their will. synonyms: confine, intern, shut up, lock up, incarcerate, cage, put under lock and key, hold captive, detain, hold Copyright © xxJadeStylesxx All Rights Reserved 2014

He would never be the wet blanket. He didn't allow himself to do so. He wasn't clear if he was happy with that. But at least, he knew he wouldn't regret about it. "Sure you won't." Harry replied slowly, "Because you don't even know what you've lost." (Not updating atm)