(IN EDITING) Hi. I'm Nicole Miller and I've been in foster care since I was born seventeen years ago. I've moved around a lot to say the least. Over the years I've been used, abused, and sexually harassed by my various foster parents. Now, I'm moving again. I never know quite what to expect. All I know about this new family is that their last name is Styles, or something along those lines. For some reason my caseworker really thinks I'll like these people. And I really hope she's right.

❝Hi! I love your books.❞ ❝Hi! I love you.❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

[DISCONTINUED] Whitney Davies has been oblivious to the world for three years, but you can't blame her. It isn't her fault she's stuck in Neverland. Not the Neverland you know and love, though. This is a different place, where there aren't any pixie dust or mermaids or pirates. You don't come here to avoid growing up. This is the Neverland where you're trapped being somewhere in between sleep and awake. This is where you'll find everyone who's in a coma right now, waiting for their bodies to wake up from a deep slumber. And this is where Whitney has been for three whole years. No one ever expects to find themselves in Neverland. Especially a member of the most famous boyband in the world.

"He clenched his fists to bring himself back to earth, shutting off the tap. He stood stationary, wondering if anything he had been thinking for the last five minutes made any sense at all. Every thought was about her; he wanted her more than anyone. He came down to one conclusion: he was truly obsessed with her." Cover credit to @Nargles

[COMPLETED] "Why are you so rude?" "Maybe because that's who I am or because people like you deserve to be treated that way." Who knew that two strangers fighting over a beanie would lead to a weird friendship or maybe something more. And it started a lesson where Harry taught Eve how to be a good person and stop being rude. ©londonstars

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"And by the way, love," He said in a low voice, his lips ghosting over my ear. "My name is Harry. Not Harold." -//- Elliana thought her family moved away for her father's work. She thought her parents were happy. But what she didn't think was that she, without a reason, had moved into The Strand; the neighbourhood where registered sex offenders are sent to live. People at school seem to know who she is and where she lives before she even arrives. And her next door neighbour seems unable to stay away. ** WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS ACTS OF VIOLENCE, IMPLIED RAPE, EXTREME LANGUAGE, AND MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. **

"You know, it's not good to be out this late.❞ ❝I know.❞ PUBLISHED DECEMBER 2014 [The story does not end on chapter 12] Copy Right ©GAYBOYHARRY

the one in which a sad, lonely girl just wants him to understand how perfect he really is. © all rights reserved || winternouis

No one likes being force to do something without their say but that's exactly what I was forced to do. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time and was taken in by five monsters. I was forced to stay in this massive house with never ending turns and never ending screams. The halls are dark and every night I can hear them rustling. I'm here because I was forced to be, because he forced me to be. But some where past the darkness, some where past all of it. Past the pain he put me through. I fell in love with a monster.