He was a tattoo artist by day, a painter by night. He possessed what is commonly known as an addictive personality. Perhaps inherited. He had always been like that. He liked to ink his body. He liked to coat his lungs in smoke. He craved adrenalin rushes. He certainly enjoyed hot cups of coffee. Oh, and his paintings. No one would ever understand how much he loved to paint. And then, one night, a new sort of addiction walked into his life. One that would be more detrimental than any before, and yet none had seemed quite so captivating. highest ranking- #82 in fanfiction trailer by @sweetophelias all rights reserved to @derailedthoughts

He takes his other hand putting my hair behind my ear. Why is he doing this? He slowly brings his lips to my ear. I can feel his lips barely touching the top of my ear making me suck in a sharp breath. "I like knowing you're scared of me" He whispers. His breath hits my ear and fans out to my neck. I shiver at his words. He stays that way for a moment before sliding his hand down my forearm and slowly pulling his head away. Our bodies still touching, he looks down at me with a smirk on his lips before he lets me go and walks away without another word. ~~~~ He is not the same person anymore. He has secrets. With him in her life, it is just a bittersweet tragedy.

✓ {needs editing. my apologies} "Don't fall in love with me... I'm too damaged for you" This is no kind of fairytale. She was just too troubled to even look like a princess. Her past changed her completely, and since then, she's been living in her own world, trying to ignore everyone's opinion about how she should live her life. The few people left who really cared about her had to get used to her rebel behavior and the way she always seemed to be in danger. But then there's this guy, who forcedly comes into her life, and tries to find out her deepest secrets, those things she didn't even dare to admit to herself. When she's already taken, and with a whole reason to be who she is, will she be able to forget about everything to give into his love? And will he handle the damaged girl he fell in love with?

This is the sequel to Wish You Were Here so please read that first before this one. It will make more sense.

"I heard you're a player." I smirked. "So?" He answered. "Let's play a game." I looked at him skeptically. "Let's sweet talk. Let's play fight. Let's talk 24/7. Let's tell each other good morning and good night every day. Let's take walks together. Let's give each other nicknames. Let's hang out with each others friends. Let's go on dates. Let's talk on the phone all night long. Let's hold each other. Let's kiss and hug. And whoever falls in love first? Loses." I said looking him in the eye still smirking. "So, basically we'd be dating, but not actually dating?" He asked. I nodded shrugging. He stayed silent for a couple minutes. I searched his face for some kind of hint on what he was thinking. "Okay. Let's do it." He said. I smiled. This is going to be fun. "Let the Amateur Love Games begin." I spoke while winking to him as I turned to walk away. Copyright © 2014, His_Irish_Princess on Wattpad. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Sequel: Game Over

His breathe fanned over my face making shivers go down my back. Our faces so close with one sudden movement we'll be kissing. "Let's make a bet, princess, whoever falls first and shows it with a kiss loses. If I win this I get you. " He whispered. "And if I win, I can be free," I smirked at him. "Oh Horan, you're in for a big ride." I retorted. Bella has a problems and Niall Horan has now been added to the list. But is Niall really a problem? With their bet she will be sure to find out but will her past haunt her? This is That Game

"My name is Harry, nice to meet you mamacita," he looked me up and down before grabbing my hand and shaking it. My arm flopped like a flimsy noodle as he shook my hand quickly and firmly. "The name is Maria. Not mami, not mamacita, not 'yo'," I deadpanned, referring to the names he had called me earlier. I cautiously pulled my hand away from his tattooed one as he smirked before saying, "Got it Mami Maria," before taking his black lip ring between his teeth. +++ A book in which a woman meets a beautiful man, who just so happens to annoy her in the least bit and he just so happens to work at Walmart. Except he doesn't actually work at Walmart... Rather he's an undercover bodyguard, working to protect her from the mafia that's after her family. But what you don't know doesn't hurt you, right? Started on: February 26th, 2017 Completed on: August 5th, 2017 Highest Rank: #543 in Humour, #691 in Fanfiction All rights reserved and protected under the copyright laws.

"Saying art can be taught is as unconvincing as telling a suicidal girl that death is worse than living: simply inaccurate." - Arabella is a sweet girl with high aspirations, a never-give-up attitude, and she just so happens to be down in her luck when it comes to discovering the darker side of art. Whereas, Harry is a boy who lives life like it's unimportant. He's guarded and brooding, two qualities that Arabella can't seem to neglect over-analyzing. Harry's so reserved that not even his friends know his real identity; instead, he goes by the name Jigsaw, which quite accurately represents the mystery he presents himself to be. In need of each other's assistance, the two become partners in order to graduate from Dark Thorn Academy - the most pristine art school in the country. It isn't always easy - far from it, actually - but as he learns to open up and she continues to feed him her love and attention, something happens between them that no one could have predicted. But will one secret from his past destroy everything they worked for? - » All Rights Reserved by @silhouette_styles » Posted March 14th, 2016, at 12:00a.m. » Cover Credit: JonasKryptonite » No Translations Please :) » #86 in Mystery / Thriller

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These boys consume our lives every day. Correct? Correct. So it's only natural that they also consume our nights (unfortunately not the way we wish they would heheh ;) ) I've had a million dreams of them. Don't lie, you have too. So why not share the hot, sweet and just flat out weird? Share your dreams too and join the #1DDreamSupportTeam Inbox me your submissions!