"Love is overrated," She said. "It always leaves you feeling empty in the end." "But don't you think it's worth it?" "No," She replied. "Not if it destorys who you are." _______________________________ This story will be a slow updating story so bare that in mind while you read. Though I do hope you read it:)

Trust is like a paper, once crumpled; it'll never be the same ever again.

All little Lana wanted was a lollipop. #freethekinks

After having her heart broken by the boy she'd been in love with her whole life, Brimmy Somell decides to take a little...vacation. Little does she know, it turns out to be much more permanent than she had originally thought. After meeting tall, sexy, and mysterious Marcello Pietro, Brimmy finds herself having to make a life-changing decision and putting herself in a dangerous position she'd never imagined to be in. °•°●°•°●°•°●°•° "I love you." He says with no hesitation. It takes a moment for my hazy mind to catch up. I'm still in a daze, mesmerized by his perfections, and the deep dimple set in his cheek. I blink, "What?" "Don't make me say it again." He says, sounding frustrated, but I catch the hint of embarassment in his voice as he runs his hand through his hair and takes a step back. I grab a hold of the neckline to his shirt and yank him back within close proximity of me. "What if I want you to say it again?" I ask, studying his eyes. "Isn't it enough that I said it once?" He scowls, trying to pull back, but I restrain him from doing so. "Nope. Just say it one more time and I'll be satisfied." I state bravely, feeling a boost of confidence I didn't have earlier. He glances down, then looks back up into my eyes, allowing me to spot the vulnerability and uncertainty he feels. "I love you." He says, putting more strength in his voice than he looks to have. I grin, pulling him in for a kiss, but right before I do, I say the one phrase that will seal my fate, "I love you too, big, bad mafia boss." ••••• The story may be rough but the comment section makes up for it. ••••• Word count: 51,173 ••••• Written and published 2018-2019

harry doesn't know what to expect when louis moves into the apartment beside his, but he definitely didn't expect hallway kisses and mysterious packages and enough love to finally ease his tortured mind. (or: harry just wants to make everyone else happy, and louis shows him that it's okay to let someone take care of him for a change.) [December 2020-May 2021] word count: 165,000 words trigger warnings: trauma, mentions of rape, references to domestic abuse (physical and emotional), mild disordered eating, minor violence, smut

••complete 2014•• louis runs a gang and harry dates gang members

When two very different people become something indescribable, is it in love or lust? All Rights Reserved to decvption, 2019. ©

a collection of harry styles one shots. disclaimer: this book of one shots is based off songs by taylor swift. the purpose of this is purely for enjoyment with no ties to the actual taylor swift. i am not depicting her songs to mean a certain way. i am simply interpreting them with careful annotations into fictional material. this is not a haylor fan fiction. // WARNING: mature and sexual content. trigger warnings will be added before a chapter when needed. happy reading!

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

Novah Vasquez; 25 years old, lives off of coffee, nanny of Elliot Rowland, loves Elliot to death Harry Styles; America's biggest heartthrob, has the best (worst) dad jokes, smells like vanilla, can't cook to save his life Novah has two rules: 1. Take care of Elliot. 2. Don't get romantically involved with anyone in the band and staff, Harry Styles included. Especially Harry Styles.