"𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲?" 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬. "𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒𝐒" 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚." In the shadowed kingdom of Elowyn, Princess Astra is a flame caged in glass-noble and sharp-tongued. Her bloodline is power. Her future is political. Her heart? Supposed to be silent. Then comes Dorian-a cold, mysterious knight from the banished House of Shadows, cloaked in secrets and scarred by betrayal. Sworn to serve her court. Bound by a forbidden past. The moment their eyes meet, the Veil awakens-a cursed bond that ties their dreams, desires, and souls. What begins as stolen glances becomes a dangerous entanglement. But when Astra discovers the truth about her family's crimes-and the betrayal that could start a war-she's torn between the kingdom she was born to protect and the man she was never meant to love. Enemies surround them. Loyalty is fragile. And love might be the most dangerous rebellion of all. 𝐀 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐀 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞. 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙋𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙂𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙏𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨, 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙨𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬-𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢-𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙨, 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨, 𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙚, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙠𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨.

Ally and Harry, two complete opposites. What happens when you put the most popular girl in school and her tutor together? A short story about what happens when two people from different social standings come together for more than just a late night study session. *This story contains mature and explicit content*

*****THIS STORY IS CURRENTLY UNDERGOING A MASSIVE REWRITE - FINAL WORK IS CURRENTLY BEING POSTED AS A NEW STORY ON MY PAGE - UPDATES SPORADIC ***** "You can't tell me there isn't something here worth risking everything for." [New Adult Apocalyptic Romance] Summary: Most of the population is dead, some have turned into vicious, crazed creatures who want nothing more than to eat you, and a small percentage are left to try to survive. Nothing is the way it was. With not much more than a pistol and a vague idea of what she's doing, Claire Harrington ventures out into this new, unforgiving world with only one real goal: to keep her younger sister safe. The odds are against her, until she runs into Parker and finds herself reluctantly accepting his offer to help. Trust is a fragile thing. Humanity is a construct. Love is a weakness. But these are the thoughts of a survivor, and she's beginning to wonder if surviving is all she wants. Maybe she wants to live. Past and current ranks: #3 in dystopian 9.28.21 #1 in love 7.25.22 #1 in angst 7.25.22 #1 in virus 8.8.21 #1 in infected 3.22.22 #1 in zombieoutbreak 2.14.22 #1 in zombieapocalypse 6.12.20 #1 in apocalypse 3.27.20 #1 in zombies 7.26.20 #1 in survival 12.27.19 Mature warning for the following: violence, language and sexual content Trigger warnings noted at beginning of associated chapters Banners by Alyssa_Evangeline I do not own the rights to any of the images, all credit goes to the original owners.

He was completely and utterly oblivious to everything that he had caused and she absolutely hated him for that. [UNEDITED] [DUAL POV] TW: eating disorder recovery

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

[COMPLETE] [IN NEED OF EDITING] "He won't satisfy you like I will darling you know why? Because he's not me and you're not his slut. You're mine" "Answer him Adora or so help me you won't cum" Reid landed a spank to Adora's already sore ass. "R-Reid I can't fuck I can't" he locked his fingers into her curly hair pulling her up continuously slamming himself into her. "Be a good girl for me Adora and pick up the phone" he said lowly in her ear, filling her up. Adora reached over for the phone still feeling her orgasm building up. His hand reaches around her to rub her clit. "Adora baby where are you?" ➪ Adora Rose married to Theodore Hunt one would call him a momma's boy, their marriage is simple, problems she cannot handle. Their sex life is absolutely nothing Adora wants, she learns more about her sexual desires when Theo suggest a sex therapist. But he hires the best sex therapist in the country Reid Romano who introduces Adora to the world of BDSM. Adora fell for his charm even trying to avoid the idea of cheating on her husband but could ignore the temptation that came along with it. cover by RoseEmiliaSnape ✍︎︎ highest rankings #1 in therapist !! #1 in bwwm #1 in good girl #1 in affair #1 in secretrelationship #1 in bdsmrelationship #1 in sexual frustration #1 in submissive #1 in possessive #1 in darling #1 in mature #2 in jealousy #3 in ongoing #4 in love

Devil's Due: To acknowledge the positive qualities of a person who is unpleasant or disliked. Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River, a stubborn and somewhat oblivious girl, who just doesn't understand the reasoning behind his nefarious ways but is determined to find out. River comes to realize that Harry's hiding something much deeper than expected... only once those secrets come to the surface, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

We're all mad here, it's Wonderland. ~ Harry latches onto my passionate on-beat arms as he keeps me from moving forward. "Are you fuckin' mad?" He grits through his teeth. "I'm in Wonderland, Pretty Boy," I throw my free arm in the air, motioning to the surrounding world. "Of course, I've gone a little mad." He flips me around as the level of infuriation rises throughout his clenched jaw, trying to remain composed. "Don't try and be something you're not, Presley." I rip away from his hold, furrowing my brows from the curt statement, the honest revelation that should've just stayed within his mind. "We'll never be the heroes, and you know that," he says, colder than the Arctic's towering waves. "We'll never win." We'll never find Purple. Purple, the color of the Star-Crossed Lovers.

***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."