*THIS STORY IS ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE! i'm currently writing other stuff while editing this story!!* *18+ Story Contains Mature Content* "Just as a snake sheds its skin, we must shed our pasts over and over again" - Preview: "Callen seriously where were you?" I scoff and roll my eyes, "You really think you're in the place to ask fucking questions right now?" I snap my head towards him and he sits there calm still, probably expecting my outburst. "You were gone for hours, why wouldn't I ask?" he asks again, keeping his voice low. I glance around the place and it looks like he's already made himself something to eat. "Like you actually care why I was gone" I say sarcastically while holding the cigarette in between my lips, reaching down to unzip my boots and take them off. "You know what I fucking hate Harry?" It's silent for a second until I look back at him, and he nervously replies with a 'what'. I take my jacket off and reach down to the holster in my pants, taking out one of the knives that he gave to me. I set it on the counter and look at him, "I hate when people lie to me. Do you want to know why I hate people lying to me?" It's kind of a rhetorical question, but if he can't see how mad I am then that's his problem. - ONGOING: DECEMBER 2020 - HIGHEST RANKINGS #2 in analysis #27 in harry #1 in analyzing #1 in hs #1 in behaviour #4 writing

''The reminiscence of what they could be was pure sin, a dark thought that haunted both their minds whilst their bodies urged to become one. Her small, petite body under his frame was in need to be defiled and Amelia's back arched for him like a flower blooming for the sun. His hands, always so unsure and eager, found their rightful place over her hips, his fingers digging into the tender flesh and drawing out a gasp from the ginger. In the back of his mind, something screamed: Mine.'' Mature content ahead. Warning: This is a fantasy story - read the disclaimer in 'Prologue'. Highest rank: #1 in Sensual © 2020 by chaoticaccount. All Rights Reserved

Accalia Starling can't stop the emotions she experiences whenever the tall, green eyed Harlequin lays eyes on her. She knows deep down that there's something off about him, but unfortunately, he holds her heart in his tainted hands. Started: October 3rd, 2017 Completed: October 19th, 2017 Highest Ranking: #209 in short story

"Love is overrated," She said. "It always leaves you feeling empty in the end." "But don't you think it's worth it?" "No," She replied. "Not if it destorys who you are." _______________________________ This story will be a slow updating story so bare that in mind while you read. Though I do hope you read it:)

[COMPLETED] "And as for owning you, princess" He pauses, hissing between his teeth. "When I decide you're mine, I know exactly what to do to ruin you to others." *** Mature and explicit content. Read it at your own risk. *** STARTED: February 2020 FINISHED: March 2021.

"What is this, Harry?" I ask him, my hand gesturing between us. "I don't know, friends who do stuff together I guess." He mumbles. "So friends with benefits?" I clarify. "Pretty much." He shrugs. When an ardent girl meets a temperamental boy. But this story is a lot more than just two people meeting. Yes, there will be smut. Ratings #1 - punkharry #417 (out of 1,000+) - 1d

*completed* Bonnie and Harry have known each other for years, watching each other get in and out of relationships. But when both become newly single, Harry moves in and the two begin the typical friends with benefits relationship. Of course, this wouldn't be a friends with benefits story if some feelings weren't involved. *daddy kink* *kinky af* #1 harry #2 Harrystyles #75 fanfiction

In which Harry attempts to take advantage of a sweet, innocent girl and is shocked to find out she is the complete opposite. Cover by @-PAPAYA Started 2016 Finished 2018

{𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆𝒔} 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏... 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔. 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅: 𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒃𝒆𝒓 12𝒕𝒉 2016 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒅: 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒆 6𝒕𝒉 2017 𝒄𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒚: 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍

Art is whatever we want it to be. It's definition malleable as it passes through person to person. The same can be said about aesthetics. As human beings, we are all different and find beauty in many things and what we define as beautiful differs from person to person, young and old, meek and bold. Art is equal to beauty, it is unique to the individual and special to those who can see the passion behind it. Carter shows her art by leaving indelible ink stains on people's skin, a mark that can never be erased: the mark of her masterpiece. Harry, on the other hand, spreads art wherever he goes with a simple gesture, kind words, and, of course, the ink on his skin. She's looking to make her mark. He's looking to win her heart. ©StylisticMoods2015 Edited and Revised August-September 2016