When Louis Tomlinson finds Harry Styles sitting in an alley, he doesn't at all expect Harry to be different... or different in a nonhuman way at least. Until his bestfriend Liam informs him that Harry is a hybrid. A cat hybrid to be exact. Will Louis keep Harry with him, or will he send Harry out on his own? (I'm horrid at descriptions, don't judge... just... I don't know. Give it a try perhaps. If you hate it, you don't have to read of course xD And don't be frightened by the number of chapters... they're fairly short!)

Love is not a thing that can just drop in anyone's lap (or maybe it can). Sometimes you have to fight for it, because this is reality, not a fairy tale. Just ask Jake Sampson when he moves from the upper Midwest to Northern California to spend his senior year. It doesn't take long to spread his wings in his new home. Then lets look at Danny Skye, his roots have been there his whole life. Everybody accepts Danny Skye and why not? He's good looking, smart, and an all round great guy. Of course this is no fairy tale.

Harry Styles is the 'Ladies man' of the world famous boy band One Direction, except nobody knows that it's not the ladies he's interested in. It's his band mate Niall Horan. What will happen if Niall finds out? Is the Awkward Harry Styles able to charm his way into Niall's personal life? Read on to find out more.

The love story of Trevor Stewart and Joseph Doe ♥ PG-16 *gets very raunchy*

Ethan is sarcastic and sassy. Will is careless and troubled. When Ethan sees how bad Will is struggling, he decides to help the 20 year old. But in order to help Will, Ethan realizes he must face his own dark past. As feelings and secrets emerge between the two boys, Ethan begins to question if Will is really as straight as he claims to be.

"He's the star and all I am is the water boy." [#1 Fan Fiction. **First Place (Popular Narry) / 2nd Most Voted Story in the 2014 1DBromance Awards (Olympic 2014)] [Going through a 2nd Edit] Cover by: NarryBuddy

#1 In the Uni Gang Series Tick tock goes the clock of life. As the minutes pass, so do people. They come, they go, they never return. But that's just university for you. At least that was until The Uni gang appeared... What some people think of the book: @teenfangirl: this is really good, loving the niam ;) @TWPikachu16: I can't believe there aren't more comments on this story!! @13samtec13: Ahhhh! so exciting lol! x @MidnightMemoriesNCO it's amaZayn! FabuLouis! BriLiam! (I can't spell the rest!) x Cover made by: @LilyAvenue she rules!

I want to hear someone say that who I am is quite enough. I just want to be worthy of love, and beautiful, but that'll never happen. My personality, my look, everything about me is worthless! I'm gross. I'm pathetic. I'm ugly I'm FAT. I wonder how people sees me, I wonder if they see how I see myself when I look in the mirror. Why can't I be perfect for my mom and dad? I don't want to play this anymore. I feel lost inside myself, with no way out. No escape. No where to go. I'm just lost. I have no idea how to live my life. I have turned to everything I never thought I would be. Read and find out what this story is about;)

I was the 6th-grade "slut." And I kept a diary. So I decided to create The UnSlut Project in the hopes that my own diary entries could provide some perspective to girls who currently feel trapped and ashamed. I am publishing these entries one at a time, without changing a single word except for the names of the people involved. My limited commentary, which is confined to brackets in each entry, is meant to provide the relief of my current perspective, fifteen years later. The UnSlut Project: Working to undo the dangerous slut shaming in our schools, communities, media, and culture by sharing knowledge and experiences.

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...