Church boys know how to pray, but do they know how to beg? /// warning: contains mature content such as sexual activities, sacrilegious comments, swearing, and other trigger topics. read at your own risk.

"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"

After a few years of being a housewife, Tisa Jordan decided to go back to school. Hoping to find inspiration and a new direction in life, she didn't expect to meet Harry Styles, a handsome British twenty year old.

Sequel to The Styles Effect (Must read The Styles Effect first if you haven't before reading this one)

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

"Please just let me stay here. I have nowhere to go." I beg him standing at his doorstep. "Why would I?" He snaps. I feel so small,so lonely and cold under his intense gaze. "I'll do anything. Please,Harry." I sob. "Just leave." He responds closing his door. I put my hand on the doorknob just in time,making him stop. "Please." I plea looking up at him. He looks at me like I am an abandoned dog he met on the street. "Just for tonight,please. What do you want in return?" He stares at me for a second thinking about my words. After checking his surroundings he leans closer to me. "Your body." He whispers making me froze. My eyes widen at his disrespectful wish. This is so rude and arrogant but I should have known better than coming to him. I knew this would happen. 'C'mon, Amanda it's just one night,you said you would do anything. You have no other option.' I recover,gaining my confidence back. "Okay." [WARNING: sexual content, violence, strong and explicit language.]

A mental institution au where Harry Styles has intermittent explosive disorder and an obsession with dolls.

They call themselves the Terrebit, but I just call them the Monsters. They invaded earth years ago, when I was just two years old. To this day they have killed 3,567,842,932. They are the reincarnation of the devil. They are an infestation of crystal blue eyes. But there is one. One who has emerald greens. He was different. Not just to us, but to them. I wish we had never met; but we did. And there is nothing that could wipe those intriguing green eyes from my memory. 3,567,843,984.

They say everyone deserves to get a second chance. Me? Well, I got three. *Disclaimer* This story has sexual content, language, alcohol, and some elements of drug use as well as talking about rape and suicide. These characters, events, and places are used fictitiously. Please read at your own risk.

❝Listen to me, angel, you don't know who I am and what I'm capable of. So you better just play by my rules and stay with me.❞ • • • Abduct: (ăb-dŭkt′) tr.v. ab·duct, ab·duct·ing, ab·ducts To carry off by force; kidnap. Abducted by Styles: (Metaphorically) For the heart to be completely and utterly captivated by the charm and spirit of Harry Styles. Highest ranking: #177 in Romance(06/08/15) ©BLUESPARROW2015 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal law treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any way or form. This includes electronic, mechanical, photocopying or any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author.