*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

Maybe she shouldn't have opened her door in the middle of the night. 24/06/19 #3 in fanfiction 24/06/19 #3 in romance

"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction

He sang with his ethereal voice, belting out the words; the girl couldn't help but fall into a trance. She looked at the rear-view mirror only to be met with a pair of brown eyes staring right back at her. "We're on each other's team." he sang, not taking his eyes off hers while doing so. ✧✧✧ For almost the entirety of her life, Maia Davis has had to endure the constant moving from one house to another. That all changed when her father announced that they would all settle down in the quaint city of Georgetown, Texas. Nervous for a new chapter in her life, she finds herself in what seemed to be a life full of unnerving situations. She thought things would only get worse; that the future only held more torment to the girl. More and more things kept happening at such a fast pace. Maybe she shouldn't have done what she did on that summer night.

(Y/N) lives in a world that is completely black and white, until you see your true love, who is said to be in living color. Only you and that person see each other in color, and when you share a kiss, you're world erupts into stunning hues of vibrant color. (Y/N) is going on 18 and she still has not seen her soulmate. When all her friends around her can't stop talking about how lovely the world looks in color, She starts to loose hope. On her 18th birthday (Y/N)'s best friend surprises her with some concert tickets to see her favorite musician, Conan Gray.

"I'm such a loser." I mumble to myself, thinking he wouldn't hear. "Good to know you're aware." ☹☹☹ Nineteen year-old Prairie Taylor desperately searches for a job that could provide her enough money, and ends up going on tour with the one and only Conan Gray for his newly released EP Sunset Season. And it all starts with a glass of milkshake. Conan tries to get close to her but fails several times, and he's determined to find out why she gets along so well with his bandmates while he almost never gets a conversation going with her. As their friendship grows, the twenty year old singer uncovers different secrets from Prairie. Secrets that she's been keeping to herself from the band. Secrets only her closest friend knew. And as they get closer, as cheesy as it sounds, they realize what they have is more than just a friendship.

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

Isabella Maxwell: a girl that craved adventure. Harry Styles: a guy that fights to give her one. Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning. All Rights Reserved © jhildey 2014 *NOT TRANSLATING* This is fiction. The thoughts and feelings of a character does not represent my own. Please remember that.

SEQUEL TO ADORE (Please read Adore prior to reading Mint) "I never believed in misery, until it was me lying on the cologne soaked sheets, mascara running down my cheeks... crying. Gasping for air. Wishing that you'd come back home." // A continuation of the love story between Harry and Isabella. * WINNER of the 2016 Fan Fiction Awards for best -3M Harry Styles Fic! *NOT TRANSLATING* Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning.