When Dove promises Mr Styles she'll make sure his son gets out of the town safely in exchange of him freeing her parents, she doesn't think anything could go wrong. Unfortunately, things don't quite go as planned as she finds herself stuck with the stubborn and overall just plain annoying Harry Styles, who doesn't waste a second in trying to claim her as his own.

Everything had changed since the year 2028. Towns and cities were trashed. What happen to the people? They had to fight for their own lives. Had to scurry far away from the towns and wouldn't even dare step foot into the cities. That's where it all goes downhill. You step in the city but there's no way of coming out. Either you are dead or Trapped. Doesn't matter which one you've end yourselves in you've walked into the darkest depths of darkness. But who knows she might be the lucky one and leave the place unharmed. Unless she cross his path, then there's no way of getting away. Not even a glance. You can't escape him. No one can. "It's not a dream, it's called Reality" This one quote changed all of Dayana's thoughts every piece of every one of them. They all went down the waterfall where they could never be grasp again. Go ahead and read this story if you wanna know what drastic change Dayana had in her life. Was it for the better or for the worst? You'll find out in "Trapped". ----------- Ranks #29 Sensual 02-08-21 #537 on Slave 12-21-18 #249 on harrystylesfanfiction 12-21-18 #234 on Survival 12-21-18 #388 on Possesive 12-21-18 Published: Jan 24, 2015 @ 8:03 p.m Finished: March 1, 2017 @ 12:07 a.m Edited: Unedited

Lust, greed, sloth, gluttony, wrath, envy, and pride; the seven deadly sins. It seems that they can all be found in the Royal Palace of Madrid. As Christmas nears and guests take up rooms in the palace for celebrations, one man who has vowed to eradicate those who harbor the sins has slipped in. Chasity, temperance, charity, diligence, patience, kindness, and humility; the seven virtues. Harder to come by, but pure in the hearts of those who abide by them. Can the one virtuous woman at court put a stop to the chaos that will ensue? Or will the hearts and hands of everyone at court be tainted with blood?

"I got my hopes up" I whisper, softly closing my eyes. "About what?" Harry mumbles keeping his distance from me. "About you actually loving me back." A single tears runs down my cheek. I pick up my broken heart, and leave behind the only man I have ever loved. *Sexual warning.*

An invitation. A stroll around an old theatre, reminiscing on love, loss and tragedy. The final curtain. The final bow.

une histoire d'amour tragique entre une jeune fille triste et un garçon mort qui doivent travailler ensemble pour trouver son assassin au milieu du chagrin, du mystère, ils vont apprendre que la mort n'est peut-être pas la fin. Harry Styles fanfic Traduction officielle de Phantom de seasidestyles ©

It's amazing how one simple action can send you back to the beginning. It's as if you never changed at all. This is the story of a girl who has everything and a boy who has nothing. [h.s. au]

Harry est un jeune garçon qui rêve de devenir un artiste en peinture et photographie, il voudrait faire connaître ses œuvres au monde entier. Il veut vivre le plus simplement possible et profiter du moment venu.. Phoebe est une jeune fille qui rêve de liberté, et comme Harry elle aime l'art. Elle voudrait elle aussi en faire à chaque moment et ne vivre que pour ça. Ils se sont rencontré lors d'une exposition d'Harry et depuis ils ne se sont plus lâché. Leur vie va se résumer à la peinture, la liberté, l'amour et la nudité. TOME 1 terminé TOME 2 terminé TOME 3 terminé

in which a lonely girl writes letters to her runaway love in hopes of his return. Dear Harry © louminosity 2014-2015 --- Completed. xx

tragedy can tear any love story apart. original by tragedy101