*COMPLETED BUT NOT EDITED* She loves snowflakes; soft, white, pure and free as her personality. And he's like fire; ironic, dark and careless about everything without himself. They never meant to be together, but when they collided the whole world conspired to create a new bond between this unique fire and snowflake. And this is called FIREFLAKES.

"Princess," he said, breathlessly, distantly. It had taken me a few moments before I realized he was referring to me. His expectant gaze clouded my thoughts, and his slow steps closer echoed throughout the marble palace floors. Carefully, delicately, he took my hand, examining the gleaming ring on my finger before flickering his gaze back up to mine, a smile breaking across his features. "It really is you." -- a dark harry styles fanfiction --

"I fall asleep with the image of the crying angel in my mind." Book #1 of the Midnight Kingdom series.

Prince Harry did not want a wife. He was happy bedding the women of the kingdom without a care. But when Princess Eleanora waltzed into his life, he was stunned to have her shake his world upside down. With his kingdom on the line, what will he choose? His pride, or a chance of love? ~ "I do not understand why you are being so kind to me." An eye peeked open to look behind him, staring at her soft face. Harry didn't deserve anybody like her. She had every reason to hate him; he had been truly terrible to her when she had been the opposite. "I would understand if you left. I would not blame you if you did. I am a terrible person, as you stated before. Though you would experience harships, marrying that stable boy of yours would be a much more fulfilling life than the one you would experience with me." She shrugged. "I know." And she knew he wasn't expecting that. "It probably would be easier. I wouldn't think of the noises of him bedding someone else, or remember how his hand wrapped around my neck." She knew that a life without him would be easier. "But I think you deserve a chance. I think you really are a kind person, capable of love. Deep down there's a man in there that's noble and loving and kind...." ~ Royal AU :)

"They can have the crown, for all I care,"she said, smiling gently. "And what reason might that hold?" he asked, returning her smile. His face reflected the beautiful glow of the sun. "Well, for one, I seem to have higher aims," she said, her gaze low, not daring to meet his. "Oh, do tell me, my dear Princess, what could possibly be higher than the very crown of Islewood?" he asked, his voice held a note of mischief. His eyebrows raised, he took little steps towards her, she could feel her corset tightening around her, suffocating her. Preventing her from breathing and saying another word, but she wanted to say. She mustered all her courage and before she could change her mind, the words left her lips, "Your heart."