*Mature Audiences* The Black Swan, Odile, known for being a sensual, dark figure in ballet. Odette, the White Queen, known for being pure and innocent. Odette Graff, better known as her stage name Odette Ricci, must fulfill the role of the Black Swan. If she wants her name to go down in history like the longstanding line of Ricci dancers before her. Her simple nature may be her downfall, or so she thinks. That is, until the rude, annoying man came into the Company. He despised her in the beginning because of a dark memory in the past, but he offers his services. The two have a history that she doesn't even know about. Lies, family secrets, sex, deception, betrayal, and past demons all entangled her life and sweep her under. Will Odette lose her own inner White Queen? Or will she become black hearted like the women before her? Will Harry Styles truly corrupt her like he planned for his own revenge or will he end up discovering her sweet nature is what he really wants? Who truly is... The Black Swan? If all truths come out, who will be left to take a bow? Copyright ©writetospeak 2014 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED This story will be aimed at mature readers, contains: alcohol, drugs, and sexual content.

Sobrevivir. Esa es la única preocupación que puedes tener en un mundo como en el que vive Riley. Tras la guerra que arrasó Inglaterra, nada ha vuelto a ser igual. La vida de Riley gira en torno a la seguridad de su padre y la suya propia, pero todo cambia cuando son separados. Riley conoce a otras personas, entre ellas a un chico con muchos secretos del que no parece poder alejarse durante mucho tiempo y a sus amigos. No tarda en sentirse parte del grupo y preocuparse por ellos. Y en un mundo así, cuando te preocupas por alguien más que por ti mismo, es cuando las cosas se complican de verdad. (advertencia: mención de sexo, drogas, suicidio y violencia) #1 harrystyles (28/01/20) #1 styles (08/07/20) #1 distopia (31/05/21)

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

In the book two of Quiet, Rylee and Harry will try to move on from their past forbidden student-teacher relationship. It'll be hard because they can't resist each other's love for one another.

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 wanna make you my masterpiece." this is a story about a psychotic artist becoming a little too obsessed with a woman who was partly mute. * Book 3 of the Art Series * [interracial] © BookOfBandz 2017 started : (july 10th, 2017) finished : (july 28th, 2017) warning : contains mature content and violence.

SECUELA DE BESTIA. "¿Vas a amarme aún si me convierto en un monstruo?"

Harry Stevens grita peligro en cada poro del cuerpo y no precisamente por las escandalosas cicatrices que lleva en el lado izquierdo de la cara. Es la clase de chico con el que no quieres involucrarte porque sabes, por sobre todas las cosas, que va a destrozarte. Es de la clase de hombre que guarda una cantidad aterradora de secretos lo suficientemente perturbadores como para hacer que quieras huir de él lo antes posible. Es de la clase de hombre que, pese a todo el odio y rencor acumulado que carga sobre los hombros, es capaz de hacerte tocar el cielo con un beso... Sé que no es de fiar. Sé que debo poner cuanta distancia sea posible entre él y yo porque su mundo acabará con el mío si no le pongo un punto final a lo que siento..., pero no puedo hacerlo. No puedo huir de él. No, cuando la oscuridad que vive dentro de él se disipa cuando está a mi alrededor. No, cuando lo amo del modo en el que lo hago... El ángel vino en forma de bestia y vino a salvarme. Quizás... -solo quizás- vino a acabar conmigo. » Queda rigurosamente prohibida, sin autorización escrita por parte del autor, bajo las sanciones establecidas por las leyes, la reproducción total y/o parcial, adaptación, distribución, en cualquier medio impreso y/o digital de esta obra por cualquier medio o procedimiento. TODOS LOS DERECHOS RESERVADOS ©. Sam León, 2015.

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

Maybe she shouldn't have opened her door in the middle of the night. 24/06/19 #3 in fanfiction 24/06/19 #3 in romance