am·e·thyst: A violet or purple color. A story about a 24 year old single father meeting a 23 year old female with amethyst coloured hair. (fan fiction; 65) © 2014 fadoraharry_ All rights reserved.

Yes, I lost my father and he was the best man in the whole world. Yes, I have a stepmother who is a witch and whom I hate most passionately. Yes, I have two stepsisters that are a pain in my arse and who lost their brains when they were little. Yes, my life is like a cliché from a bloody fairy tale, but you know what is missing? The fucking Prince Charming! And where is he? Nowhere to be found! Probably he's dancing in his palace with a stupid and empty-headed Barbie. Arsehole. Who needs him, anyways? Certainly, not me. I'm almost Cinderella, but you can call me Ella. BOOK #1 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Gladiolus, t symbolises "Strength of character, honour, conviction."

Isabella Maxwell: a girl that craved adventure. Harry Styles: a guy that fights to give her one. Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning. All Rights Reserved © jhildey 2014 *NOT TRANSLATING* This is fiction. The thoughts and feelings of a character does not represent my own. Please remember that.

[Finalist in the iTunes Best of 2014] In a world of greyscale, Taylor may just be what Harry needs to see the color it holds.

April Night in three words: Creative, curious, and kindhearted. Niall Horan in three words: cold-hearted, manipulative, and menacing. April won a radio contest to go to a One Direction concert in London and she even got to meet them! Then everything turns upside down for April when she falls in love with Niall. In the middle of this two people get put into the hospital, someone has amnesia, and the worst thing is... April disappears without a trace.

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

I'm back yea be ready

Haley Morris is just a normal girl. One night she's stuck locking up the club. She opened the door and BAM! The next thing you know there is someone lying on the ground. He begins getting up and she recognizes who she just hit. "Hey are you-" Copyrights ©_AyeeKristinith_

when two boys share their feelings in letter sent across the world. /ranks: short story #38 ; teen fiction #178/

He never knew life could be this way, but truly if he did, he wouldn't have cared. He cared about nothing, not even himself until her. Before her, he was empty/ Before her he knew nothing of joy or completion, and this is his journey to his life After her.