Tom Hiddleston Imagines. I hope you like the stories, I am not currently writing this book anymore, however, if you have any requests you would like me to write I'd be happy to do so, just drop me a message or comment! Thanks, E x

Tom and Charlotte have only ever been friends. Really good friends. They lead totally different lives-he's a jet setting actor and she's a no nonsense, flour covered baker. When Tom finds out his fiancé is cheating, he faces an uncertain future. And when Charlie has to return to her hometown to save her business, she has to confront her shaky past. Tom follows Charlie to her sleepy, bayfront hometown and their worlds collide. Charlie has to decide if Tom is worth the risk of stepping out of the darkness of the past, and opening herself up to the future.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

A shy boy who sees beauty in everything he lays eyes on, and a confident girl who doesn't believe in love, finding common ground in the world of art. tw.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

✔️ COMPLETE Part-time violinist and full-time procrastinator, Jackie Picot, has a total of five problems after only the first week of starting Battersea, University of London. 1) Her flatmate keeps having sex with a bloke Jackie knows will eventually break said flatmates heart. 2) She can't find a job in bloody busy London, and without one she'll never be able to afford the violin of her dreams (or survive, for that matter, as she needs food). 3) She misses her little brother so much it hurts. 4) Jägerbombs used to taste better. 5) A very cute, yet annoying, guy named Harry keeps popping up everywhere, and she's unsure how to appropriately flirt with boys as she's only ever done so with girls. Or, the short version, Jackie isn't sure how she's going to survive London; socially, economically, mentally, or sexually. University, Friends to Lovers AU🎓 © 2019

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

In a small melancholy town in England, the depressing and divided town of Alverton is home to a very rebellious, abused and rude teen Carey Reid and a rich, abused jackass, Harry Styles. They both step off on the wrong foot with each other, hatred lingering between them until their mutual connection of drugs and sex. From there, both of their lives would drastically change in this melancholy town. mature themes - sex, coarse language, drug and alcohol use, physical and verbal abuse etc.. / au

"You're never going to find a way out out of this labyrinth of mine," he says to her between the capturing of her lips. But there was a part of her that knew she was wasn't going to look for a way out. © beauty_gurl 2018 Start date: Nov. 8th, 2018 End date: TBD

"starting today," the infamous raven vargas says, spreading her hands wide, in a gesture suggesting that today is some sort of tangible object-something right here in the room with us, "is the rest of your life." ☤☤☤ gracie is a surgical intern at seattle medical center. her focus is the medicine. the last thing on her mind is finding a best friend. (until she does.) or finding a boyfriend. (until she does.) or finding a husband. (until she does.) or having kids. (until she does.) best of all, who is to say it happens in that order? ☤☤☤ [completed; april 6, 2020]