"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

"thanks for last night btw" "who the fuck are you?"

"You can call me daddy." "You cannot be fucking serious." __________ "This is a weird part of the internet, I don't like this place." - Michael Clifford, 2020.

"You're scaring me.." I said with a heavy breath while he slowly backed me into the wall. He lifted my hand and kissed it like he's left an important piece onto my skin. "You're mine. Forever, and ever." he whispered. And with that he got up and walked away, like nothing even happened.

According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves. Now imagine this happened in everyday society. This is what Echo Blaire and every single teenager reaching the age of 18 has to deal with. Branded with the initials of their Soulmate at birth, they are taught the three main rules through out their life: One... Your Soulmate is your partner, in mind, body and soul. Two... You never harm your Soulmate. Three... You have to a year to find your Soulmate starting from the moment you turn 18, or you die. Echo never wanted to find her Soulmate, She didn't want her brand at all. Her Soulmate never wanted to find her. He wanted the freedom to chose. But when faced with reality, would you rather die or give in to the irresistible pull that was there from the moment that you were born?

in which a girl with an unhealthy love for starbursts and a boy whose hair has been accidentally dyed purple meet at a pharmacy and end up trapped

[ Completed ] "Life isn't a fairytail" Her name is Taylor Jane Sykes, and this is a story about how she found happiness with a boy named Ashton Irwin, thinking that being together made them invincible; but they were far from it. their relationship is swarmed by jealously, hate, romance and death so when the devil of her past catches up with her, will their love be stronger than ever, or will it go out with a bang? © Copyright 2014 FictionalAsht0n

In where two people fall in love over a suicide hotline where he volunteers and she calls in. WARNING: THIS STORY MAY BE TRIGGERING DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED BY SELF HARM!