MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. Viewer Discretion is advised. *The people inside of this work are FACE-CLAIMS. This has no correlation to any IRL individual.* *This is messy plot. Made when I was a teen. Beware.* The story of a young woman who finds her style, self worth, and strength through the power of friendship, and true love. With a punk twist. In 2010, living in suburban CHICAGO IL, Alice Mariposa Anderson, 19, wishes for a teenage dream of sex, drugs, romance and fame. A Punk Rock life is a fantasy that corrupts her daydreams every waking hour, and her love of music only fuels it--but it's a life that'll only come true if she abandons the strict religious rules of her parents Christian household, and takes a chance on her new punkstar neighbors across the street. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ Harlow Silver is a 21 y/o drummer for an underground scene/punk band named Bloody Valentine, moving from a loud, trashy New York City apartment to a quiet house in Chicago to escape his grim, horrific past. While also seeking out answers only Chicago could give him. But when he moves in across the street from a prudent, annoying, religious girl looking to bust out from her protective shell, he's forced to face his fears and break through the mental barriers that bind him to his trauma. And maybe, just maybe, love again. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ Enemies to Lovers. Slow burn. A.U.

[COMPLETED] Bentley Hale is the best street racer in the Bay Area, but everything changes when she becomes wrapped up with Harry Styles, the new official racer for the Oakland Kings gang. Bentley's got a wicked mind and the attitude to match, but so does Harry. Money, murder, family, love, gangs, drugs, sex, cars, California... what could possibly go wrong? ----------------------- this book contains violence, mature/dark themes, explicit sexual content including kink, and the use of profanity.

Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River, a stubborn and somewhat oblivious girl, who just doesn't understand the reasoning behind his nefarious ways but is determined to find out. River comes to realize that Harry's hiding something much deeper than expected... only once those secrets come to the surface, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Everyone is a sinner, whether you choose to admit it or not, that's up to you. - "Can you atleast try to be nice to me?" I spat out glaring at him. Soon, I notice him lightning up a cigarette bringing butt of it to his perfect pink lips, inhaling smoke from debris. "Just because I'm attracted to you sexually, doesn't mean I care about you, doll. You're just another groupie to me. Another body." He mumbled between inhaling drags of cigarette. Wandering around the room like he can't stay still or talk to me for two seconds, grabbing his electric guitar swinging it around his torso. I hated the fact how hot he looked while doing that. "Doll." He spoke out taking the last drag of the smoke and letting the cigarette fall on carpet, looking up at me from across the room. "Stop trying. It's almost as pathetic as you begging to me." He said, giving me his devil smirk and chuckling to himself as he left the room slamming the door loudly making me jump. Leaving me alone in his dressing room. Just like, another body, he said. - 18+ // Mature Content

Inception. an act, process, or instance of beginning. you can run for how long you want but whatever you're running from will always find you. How long does it take till you can't run anymore? Before it all becomes to much. You starts to forget the concept of life, the meaning of it all. That adrenaline rush will come to an end and it will all come crumbling back down. But is it different with him there? Will you be able to save each other whilst saving yourself. Because In the end it's just a tragic love story and we all know how it ends. Happy ever after right?...

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

"You're wet for me" Harry says. "Is that a good thing?" I ask "Perfect" Harry is the typical high school bad boy who's afraid of love. What does he do once he cant hide from it. Harry doesn't date, right? Jess is just trying to go by her senior year as quickly as possible. The annoying jock gets in the way. He always does. She tries her best to stay away but, is it really that simple?

In which a quiet girl trying to get through her last year of high school by avoiding all conflict in her school and sitting in the back. She didn't expect a new math teacher who also became her new volleyball coach which made her plans to have a chill last year into chaos. #1 in Fanfiction

I was always bit by the serpent, yet I came out as the dagger. I always helped everyone, I was always nice, and caring. I could be mean, careless, and evil if I wanted. How can I come from something so damned, but still try to be good? How can I help everyone when I can't help myself? What happens when two worlds, that are different, yet so similar, collide?