"guess you're stuck with me newbie." or wherein harry and talia just happen to meet in college

"long story short, i hated calum hood." (cover by elle)

❝You chased me for a long time, so I figured it was time for me to chase you.❞ copyright © paradisin || 2014

Calum believes that he's got everything a guy could ever wish for: popularity, a band with his best friends, and pretty girls in his high school swooning over him. He always thinks that whatever Calum wants, Calum gets. But of course, nothing stays the same. It all started when a girl named Kristen bumped and crashed into his life and asked him to pretend as her boyfriend for a month. Calum knew it would be nothing but a stupid deal until that stupid little thing started changing every single thing about what he always believes in. He woke up one day realizing three things. One, not everything he believed in is always true. Two, he knew something in his life was missing. And lastly... He's sure as hell that he's not pretending anymore. * Published: September 2013 Completed: March 2014 Status: Major Editing

He wanted her, she'd never tell, secretly, she wanted him as well. 1st book in the song series.

"You were merely the dolls on strings...the...show. Unlike any other show, you didn't rehearse, oh no no no. You see you are puppets, you are controlled by strings. And those strings my dear sweet Adriana Styles, are controlled by management. You only have his last name for a year. He doesn't love you honey. He loves your fame. He loves your money. Harry loves the idea of what you can give, but not you yourself."

He was destined to be evil; it was in his blood. He was destined to kill; it was in his blood. But destiny takes a turn when he does the unexpected, unacceptable, and downright insane thing no other creature of his species has dared to do... He falls in love. [Highest Ranking: #15 in Paranormal] -Please note that this story was inspired by Sally Green's "Half Bad" and yet I can assure you the story is entirely different. The basis is similar, but the context is not. Thank you-

Cassandra Lowe's parents seem to always be at work, leaving their two children with relatives far more than they would like. One day, Cassie's father gets a call asking him and his wife to take a trip to Australia, thousands of miles away from their children. They accept the offer but know they can't leave their seventeen- and eight-year-olds with their grandmother since she was recently bedridden. The couple decides to entrust Cassandra with watching after her little brother with the help of an assistant caretaker who will make daily trips to see them. The pair is pleased with their arrangements, but when the sitter is late, the couple has to leave before meeting the woman who will be taking care of their children for the next week. With slight hesitation, the couple leave, boarding a plane, assuming the elderly lady would arrive sooner rather than later, but little did they know they had hired a dangerous psychopathic killer named Harry Styles. Will Cassandra and Ben escape the harmful hands of their psychotic sitter? Or has he already set his eyes on the young and pure Cassandra...? -COMPLETED- • NO TRANSLATIONS • Description updated on 11/08/25 Highest Ranks: #11 FanFiction #16 Mystery/Thriller Editor: @GrumpyKatx Cover by: @navigate Trailer by: @cuddlingashton Copyright© 2014 _Discovered_

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

When I looked into his eyes, he looked anything but human, and the scariest part was I couldn't find it in me to care. "W-Who are you?" I asked, tilting my head up. He looked at me through narrowed eyes, his pink lips parted as his rough voice sent chills up my spine, "That's not the question you should be asking." "Then what is?" There was a long unsettling silence that had dawned over the two of us. "Not who but what...what am I?" ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014.