Michael sees things he shouldn't when he meets Luke. (completed. highest ranking #52 in fanfiction)

Harry Styles; The person who loved getting dirty, but not with mud. Oh, no. Blood was his poison of choice. He didn't want a lover, he wanted an assistant. One whom would be his public face so he wouldn't have to go out besides to do his dirty work. He needed someone to give him the back-ground stories, the right tools, the time, the food, and his urges. Someone to not only serve him with his work but someone he can toy with with both being of enjoyment. But he could only have someone he could turn into one of his own. Shae Flames; beholder of all the qualities that Harry was looking for, for his assistant but she wanted a lover. She's not ready for what Harry throws at her but she'll do it anyway. Anything for love, anything for him. She didn't want to be one of them, but anything for him. It's all fucked up isn't it? Aw, too bad it's only going to get worse.

"You have a problem with falling, don't you?" "You have no idea." Cover by LilacLucas

Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side affect from a tragic accident is what I learned had caused it; her sister and mothers death traumatized her. And my goal is to help her break free, to help her gain the courage to live her life to the fullest. To speak to me.

"You do realize a journal is an extremely personal thing right?" His voice was raspy, low and threatening, making me take a step back in panic as he continued, "so my only question is why the fuck are you standing with mine?" - first book - - instagram acc: @thejournalofficial - - for extra material: arietem.wix.com/arietemx - All Rights Reserved 2013 © arietem