Behind the Winter Soldier, a young killer follows. A child - who's ledger is drip, drip, dripping with red. She's been passed from one cruel hand to the other, but when the failure of a mission has her captured by her target, freedom becomes tangible. book one of the earth 713 trilogy covers captain america: the winter soldier included in the official fanfic account reading list started: 17/6/19 finished: 8/7/19

Post Captain America: Civil War Steve Rogers x Reader story. *THERE ARE LOTS OF SPOILERS* *DUH*

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.*

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Danger surrounds every part of the world now. Humans are scared to leave their hideouts. There are a few supplies that won't last for long. Blood is scattered everywhere. Fear is coursing everyone. The infected are increasing in number. What you say, will they be killed before they destroy the human genre? Or will they rule the world of the humans with their unbelievable thirst for blood? All Rights Reserved To GirLegend99 © 2015 I don't allow translations, so any message of you asking me will be deleted or possibly ignored.

Violet falls infatuated with a man by the stage name of Styles. He wears black jeans and battered boots always, rotating between t-shirts and frilly shirts. He has the unsteadiest of hands, for he puts everything he has into hitting the high notes and less into breathing. He is the embodiment of everything a singer should be; beautiful, captivating. Within the walls of his home, away from Club 102, Harry struggles to get by. He is broken, all shaky hands and fingertips stained blue from too many nights spent in the shower, clutching at soaked denim. He is but the shadow of a man that used to be, and never would be again. Violet falls in love with a man by the name of Harry Styles. It is undeniable; he loves her. But it isn't enough. Cover by: @milkystyles

❝Most mothers warn girls like you, about boys like me.❞ ❝Well, my mother told me to do whatever the hell I wanted to.❞ /// ©-nudes 2016 ranked #192 in fanfiction mature content.

Morgan West, daughter of infamous Stanley West. Music and movie mogul the world over. And her sister, Ava were used to living the high life. But as Stanley's past comes banging down their door and shooting at them in the street. Protection is sorely needed. Enter Harry Styles, Morgan's new body guard. He is everything she could ever want in a man, other then the fact he's being paid to look after her. As the danger around them increases Morgan can't help but be more and more drawn to the tattooed, muscular, courageous man who always has her back. Will Morgan ever tell Harry how she feels? Before its all too late for her and her family..

a stranger's touch.. a stranger's gaze.. can be so familiar. [Read Prologue]

"Your legacy goes on, Harry..." Cover by @MagicAl_WinGs_ Please do not copy this story in any shape or form.