"You know, most of us are just fallen angels, but some of us were just born in Hell," His deep voice utters, a small grin playing at his lips, and I know he's straight from Hell. NEWLY REVISED AND RE-WRITTEN VERSION BEING DONE NOW AND WILL BE AVAILABLE IN BOOK FORM SOON

|sequel to dEVIL| "I couldn't become the King of Hell if I still cared about you, so I became void."

{C O M P L E T E D} "I like the curly haired one. Harry." Presley Davis had no idea that sentence would change her life. She had gotten famous over a YouTube video she did as a dare. Now shes making many videos and has a lot of fans. But what she doesn't know is that shes got her own stalker. Harry Styles. What will happen when these two cross paths? {Undergoing major editing}

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

*Written in 2014* Book One in the Darien Grace Chronicles He was my siren song and all other melodies just seemed to pale in comparison.

A collection of One Direction Preferences. Most are mine, some are from Tumblr. If you would like to use one, inbox me. DISCLAMER: The ones from Tumblr aren't mine. The credit goes to the original owner.

The official fan fiction for One Direction

niall horan fanfic written back in the carrot days. warning: cringeworthy.

Selene thought she was a normal. When she has this dream one day, it changes her life forever. All that happened in her dream was coming true. She gets sucked into this life that she never wanted to be a part of. She was destined for evil, but will a particular boy stop her. Her heart is being tossed around like a ball. When she meets Zayn, her father's enemy's son, will he be able to stop her from the monster that she will become? Or will he fail and let all hope die from stopping the darkness?

All eighteen year old Anna Lee wanted was a summer babysitting job. That's exactly what she got when she received a call from someone named Simon requesting a babysitter for his five sons. Who knew that the five boys would be the boy band One Direction? Or that sometimes they'd be babysitting her! (disclaimer: this was written by thirteen-year-old me, don't expect anything fantastic despite the amount of readers)