"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

✱ In which Harry finds love in an unsuspecting town in the middle of the desert. And you find the savior you've been praying for, if only you can keep your whirlwind romance a secret long enough to escape. ✱ The well-loved, thrilling, Western gunslinging romance from Harry Tales gets its own book! Please read with discretion. Most impressive rankings // #1 in Bounty Hunter #3 in Western!

©martomlin All rights reserved Dead Flowers January 2018 Completed (under lazy reconstruction) - - Jane Hughes is an eighteen-year-old girl that is about to dive head-first into the blood-thirty jaws of womanhood. Plagued with a mother that resents her youth, a disinterested father, and an impetuous ex-fiancee that's never been told no, she is on the cusp of change. She's certain her days will be spent with her unfathomably gorgeous best friend in the tiny music shop where they work. Then there's Harry. He's graceful, intense, handsome. He waltzes into her world carefully, one boot-clad foot in front of the other. They fall hard and fast for another, hardly having time to brace themselves for the initial impact. Harry nudges her toward a revolution outside of peace rallies and Vietnam protests, one that is gritty, insatiable, and tangible. Set against the backdrop of the violent, decadent early 1970's in North America, Jane navigates her path with uncertain boldness.

all elena needed was just a little bit of money to get through the tough times that college can bring. her friend offers to help her out by taking her to her 'job', an agency that matches young women with rich older men. elena is matched with harry styles; a young businessman with a lot to offer.

When Blue starts a four-week writing program, she doesn't expect to become quick friends with the moody student in the class but there's something about his stubbornness mixed with charm that keeps pulling her in.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"A stripper and a detective living under one roof. What could go wrong?" When Harry's roommate travels abroad for an internship, he promises to bring in a friend to help cover the rent. However, the girl who arrives on his doorstep is definitely not what he was expecting. ©lonelyari 2020 *currently updating*

Maybe she never should've joined the game. SHORT STORY.

Harry lives in a world of black, white, and grey. Colour doesn't mix nor does it belong in the realm of business that solely grasps his mind. There was no way out; but he doesn't want that. The passion he has for his career, made him strive his way to the top, creating an empire of success with pure admiration. Serenity lives in a world of infinite colour. Black, white, and grey don't mix, nor do they belong in the realm of dancing that exists within her heart, soul, and mind. There was no way out; but she doesn't want that. The passion she has for her career, made her strive the way to the top, creating a dance studio that was successful, but is failing quickly over time. The two are identical, leaving only two differences: she loves tea and vibrant colours; and he's a coffee addict and simply monochromatic. Will she help him open his eyes to see what the beguiling world truly holds? One that she firmly believes is more than a commercial offer. .. "Why are you so persistent? No means no." His brows were furrowed in perplexity, as his emerald gems gazing intently into mine. "Why are you so against it? No can mean yes. You just have to see it. You just have to believe in possibilities." I knew he could see the twinkling in my hopeful sapphire eyes. I was determined to convince him.