What would you do if Harry styles was your bully? What would you do if for years he had been mentally and physically abusing you and your parents were absolutely clueless of it? What would you do if two of he's best friends were in love with you? What would you do if you were in love with your bully, Harry Styles? What would you do? Meet Francesca. She's a 17 year old girl going all thought this drama and has absolutely no idea how to deal with it. She is in love with her bully, Harry styles, and is to afraid to tell him because he's so much bigger and stronger than her. Mean while, louis Tomlinson, and Niall Horan, two of Harry's best friends, are in love with her. What should she do?

this story is about a girl who goes to study in london she meets a boy. both of them like each other. first day of collage the boy changes and becomes her bully years passed then the girl worked as a musicien then shee meets that boy again find out more with my bully

in·fat·u·a·tion noun an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something. in which two infatuations become something more, all while battling to stay alive through the suffering of it all. [Highest Ranking: #12 in Fanfiction]

He was destined to be evil; it was in his blood. He was destined to kill; it was in his blood. But destiny takes a turn when he does the unexpected, unacceptable, and downright insane thing no other creature of his species has dared to do... He falls in love. [Highest Ranking: #15 in Paranormal] -Please note that this story was inspired by Sally Green's "Half Bad" and yet I can assure you the story is entirely different. The basis is similar, but the context is not. Thank you-

I winced as he forcefully grabbed my hips, pushing me up against the brick wall. "W-who are you?" I choked out. His grip on my waist tightened, making the pain much greater. Who was he? What was he doing to me? The deep voice chuckled. "I could say so may things." My attacker lent down, his hot breath tickling my ear. "Your worst nightmare. All that shit. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah." I could feel cheek on mine, it was an abnormal temperature, freezing cold. "What do you want from me?" I shouted at him. My eyes raked over his features again and again. He had brown hair that hung naturally in disheveled tightly bound ringlets. I couldn't help but feel something other than fear stir in my stomach when I looked into red eyes. My clouded thoughts made it impossible to put a name on the emotion, though. His fingers stroked my neck, circling the same spot, over and over again. "Don't worry, baby girl. You won't feel a thing." The human looking creature opened his mouth wide and lowered it down to my neck. I could feel his teeth grazing my jugular vain. "Please don't!" I spoke loud. Loud enough to make him startle. He laughed and backed away. Now that I could see his full body, the emotion that bubbled deep inside of me gave itself a label. Attraction. Despite the situation, I couldn't help but feel infatuated with him. When I looked at his inhumane features, I saw beauty. He was beautiful. © All Rights Reserved To LuciaPayne_1D ( Trailer Here- http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vqkwVzm8RTM&sns=tw ) (Cover made by 'ImmatureLad')

All human souls are corrupted and dark, but her soul caught my attention. It was good and pure. The soul I had been looking for all this time. It has to be mine. It will be mine. © Copyright. 2014 @rippedskinnyjeans. All rights reserved.

"You know, most of us are just fallen angels, but some of us were just born in Hell," His deep voice utters, a small grin playing at his lips, and I know he's straight from Hell. NEWLY REVISED AND RE-WRITTEN VERSION BEING DONE NOW AND WILL BE AVAILABLE IN BOOK FORM SOON

I woke up to the sound of Harry having a phone call. ‘You know me, Dave. I don’t fall in love. I’ll still be able to kill her if it comes down to it.’ Was he talking about me?

Short quotes and poetry Highest Rankings: #2 in sleepparalysis #6 in paralysis © 2018, All Rights Reserved

There are roads we choose-and those that choose us. What was meant to be a simple shortcut home through the forested hills of Nagaland becomes a haunting and unforgettable journey for six travelers. As night falls and the mist thickens, their path twists into silence, confusion, and fear-where every turn leads deeper into the unknown. The Lost Road: A Journey Through the Dark Forest is a short story rooted in true events, blending realism with the eerie weight of the surreal. From torch-lit figures and dead-end orchards to silent huts and wild terrain, Juniper Lee takes readers on a suspenseful drive through shadowed memory and ancestral fear. A story of faith in the face of terror, and light in the heart of darkness. If you enjoy atmospheric stories grounded in real experience, with hints of spiritual reflection and horror, this short story will stay with you long after the final page.