Welcome (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)
It all begins on a usually busy New York train.
He walked the Earth with ambivalent stride, his name glowing and scowling in the pride and sorrow that could only come with having sudden meaning and recognition in the seemingly relentless world that surrounded him. Although unseeingly so, he never forgot the place of his birth, the City of Self-Pity, or the poor, gr...
*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.
he said to me "forget what you thought, cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught"
For our only mistake wasn't playing in a house of glass. Our playground was the Underworld and we had to learn that it could be broken with as little a force as a warm breeze. Together, we were the hurricane that caused an uproar in the realm of the dead that would last an eternity. "Some sort of mischance had befalle...