she dreamed of the island, and he, freedom. cover credits; @sweaterlou © reliefs

"Do You know what happens to people when they lie to me, Katarina?" He looks me straight in the eye. "No your majesty." I barely whisper. He puts more pressure on my hips as he pushes me harder into the wall. His lips touch my ear as he leans down to reach them. "They get punished." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This book contains mature themes. For mature readers only. Do not read if you cannot handle the mature content. You have been warned. I HAVE NOT PUBLISHED THIS BOOK ON ANY OTHER PLATFORM BESIDES WATTPAD. I DO NOT anymore allow translations.

There's three things you should know about Harry: 1. When we were in ninth grade his biggest aspiration in life was to start a punk ukulele band. 2. Once I made him a bracelet with plastic beads that didn't have a pattern in the slightest, and he wore it for years until the pink string holding it together couldn't take any more wear and tear. 3. He's been my neighbor for more than half my life, and that hasn't changed now that we're in college. There's three things you should know about me: 1. I'm banned from the putt putt golf course in my hometown... but that's actually Harry's fault. 2. I'm not a fan of math, but I'm good at it, which has turned into a constant battle in my head. 3. I'm not about to fall in love with my best friend. I'm not.

[on going] What if one boy could flip your whole world around in just a matter of weeks? [first posted July 2, 2013] I'm baaacckkk and we are finishing this story. Rewrite also potentially coming... (Jan 10, 2025 return)

"It's one a.m. and I still need him."

"Harry, what does...Harry mean?" "Um...army something," There is a long pause, "Ruler...Army ruler."