The year is 1851. Times were different then. Simpler. And though life was indeed simpler, the people most certainly were not. Injustice, deception, abuse. All of these things were just as present in the nineteenth century as they are today. The only difference: people then rarely got caught.

{COMPLETE} "Have you ever been touched like this before Harry?" She whispers and he whimpers against her touch. "N-no." He stutters, fighting the urge to give into temptation. He was just an innocent, sweet, virgin church boy. She was determined to change that. The only thing preventing that from happening was a mischievous boy named Louis. Highest Ranking: #3 in Harrystylesfanfic All rights reserved @stylesxwriter, 2016©️

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

When Louis Tomlinson finds Harry Styles sitting in an alley, he doesn't at all expect Harry to be different... or different in a nonhuman way at least. Until his bestfriend Liam informs him that Harry is a hybrid. A cat hybrid to be exact. Will Louis keep Harry with him, or will he send Harry out on his own? (I'm horrid at descriptions, don't judge... just... I don't know. Give it a try perhaps. If you hate it, you don't have to read of course xD And don't be frightened by the number of chapters... they're fairly short!)

What do you get when you mix a socially awkward teenage mess with a boy who is, in essence, the personification of perfection? Well. ~ larry stylinson, high school au ~ Copyright © 2014 by something1d, all rights reserved. (Book 2: "someone to admire")

"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

Her name is Noelle.

COMPLETED✅[November 13, 2020] "Open your legs wider, babygirl," He said sternly. His face was just between my legs as he gave me that stern look that is enough to send shivers down my spine. I couldn't help but nod and do as I was told. I arch my back way too immediately upon feeling his hot breath against my center. I gulped. Why am I in this situation again? I always seem to get into trouble. We were just walking home from school, and now he's hovering over me. I could only feel my insides throb from the thought of being ravaged, resulting in something sticky to ooze out of me as he squeezes my ass. I couldn't protest, though, because somehow, I may not be able to comprehend it, but I wanted it too. "Open it wider, or I'll spank that big ass of yours," Louis warned sternly. I was told when I was little to always follow my big brother and not be a bad girl. I promised to do so just so I could stay with him. I thought it was the best decision I've ever made, but now we are in this situation. Shall I give in to my not yet known desires, or should I attest further? WARNING: CONTAINS SMUT AND ALL THAT DIRTY THINGS PLEASE DO NOT READ IF IT'LL MAKE YOU UMCOMFORTABLE, THANK YOU. NOTE: THEY'RE STEPSIBLINGS. PLEASE KEEP THAT IN MIND. Leticia calling Louis as big brother is because of their upbringing, the plot, and other things that I could not disclose right now. If you're uncomfortable with that then this story is not for you too. HIGHEST RANKINGS: 06/15/20 #1 tomlinson 04/05/20 #2 malik 04/02/20 #5 zayn 07/06/20 #1 niallhoran #3 payne 10/01/19 #6 horan #12 kink

She was beauty. She was grace. Now all she had left was a monster to chase. // "How come I never get you roses when you are the one who deserves them more than I do?" "Because you are my rose, angel."

Her lips were delicate and virtous, yet so nefarious, drawing him deeper into what he had already fell into. Her innocence was like an intoxicating drug to him, wanting nothing more but to feel the high of it all. His sinful ways were an addiction to her, wanting him to corrupt her ethical mind and send her into euphoria. Two divergent minds, had somehow integrated into a deviant and such a demurring narcotisation. [highest ranking - #46 in fanfiction]