300 years ago, the Prince was cursed. An entanglement of lives from different centuries, an evil witch, heartbreaks, secrets, hatred. How can love save you when you don't believe in love? Ranked #924 in Fanfiction #15 in 1Direction #98 in darkharry #99 in harryedwardstyles #306 in 1d
"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...
A story of first true love between an unsuspecting, extroverted girl and an awkward, beautifully magnetic boy. WARNING: Explicit sexuality. All Rights Reserved to styleslegend, 2018 ©
Sarah Johnson, a 17 year-old girl who has now moved to London with her mom because of her mom's promotion. Sarah gets to know almost everyone in this neighborhood except for that weird-hot guy that lived next door. He is known for being mysterious. And when they click together something stops him.. what is it?
"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my che...