"Your eyes Stole all my words Away."

"If anyone could have saved me, it would have been you." Kaylor AU.

Grammy's night: Taylor is going to perform All too well live but she's freaking out about it. She is running away when she crash against Karlie, a presenter of the show. Taylor has no idea how meeting Karlie is gonna change her life from that night on.

Due to Wattpad's 200 chapter limit... This is PART TWO of the original story You Belong To Me. Disclaimer: This fic is an emotional rollercoaster. I am not responsible for hysterical crying, stomach cramps due to laughing too hard, binge eating from nervousness or you questioning your life choices while sitting in a dark room, rocking back and forth on the floor in the corner. Sit back, relax and enjoy the ride!! You're about to embark on the thoughts in my head, enter at your own risk!!! Please feel free to vote and comment. This story is pure FICTION.

The story of a noble Queen who falls in love with the wrong person. © fallfrovmgrace 2017 #1 in kaylor - 08.03.2018 #1 in kaylorfanfiction - 08.03.2018 #13 in taylorswift - 08.16.2018 #8 in karliekloss - 08.16.2018 [10.06.2017 - 08.13.2018]

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COMPLETED In a post apocalyptic world where people live divided in packs ruled by Alphas, Taylor has to find a way to survive the upcoming winter. She still doesn't know that she's an omega, but when her first heat strikes she will find shelter within the last person she would have expected. 96k words

The city flooded at midnight. Sometimes with the flood came creatures. And one of them takes a liking to Karlie Kloss...

Be sure to check out You Belong To Me- Part 2. This story is pure FICTION.

Everyone joins a band in life and some has been part of Taylor's. To be clear. It's about a rainbow story (if you know what I mean) a journey of Taylor Swift that's really different from her real life. Her journey to get into someone's heart. Even with broken strings, will she be able to find her way again to her passion? To that person? If it's not the cup of your tea, then you're free to ignore. This story was kind of inspired on Mitch Albom book in titled The magic strings of Frankie Presto. Some quotes are not mine. Ps: That Book was lit. Hands Down to Mr. Albom