Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side affect from a tragic accident is what I learned had caused it; her sister and mothers death traumatized her. And my goal is to help her break free, to help her gain the courage to live her life to the fullest. To speak to me.

The story follows the main character Elizabeth Bennet as she deals with issues of manners, upbringing, morality, education, and marriage in the society of the landed gentry of early 19th-century England. Elizabeth is the second of five daughters of a country gentleman living near the fictional town of Meryton in Hertfordshire, near London.

Wuthering Heights is a wild, passionate story of the intense and almost demonic love between Catherine Earnshaw and Heathcliff, a foundling adopted by Catherine's father. After Mr Earnshaw's death, Heathcliff is bullied and humiliated by Catherine's brother Hindley and wrongly believing that his love for Catherine is not reciprocated, leaves Wuthering Heights, only to return years later as a wealthy and polished man. He proceeds to exact a terrible revenge for his former miseries. The action of the story is chaotic and unremittingly violent, but the accomplished handling of a complex structure, the evocative descriptions of the lonely moorland setting and the poetic grandeur of vision combine to make this unique novel a masterpiece of English literature.

The town of Salem, Louisiana is a quaint little town. No more than forty people live in it. To most, Salem doesn't even exist, in fact it's not even on the map. It's been six years and five days since a single traveler passed through. So when five strangers bus breaks down they're welcomed with open arms by some, and others not so much. They have to wait a whole month till a part for their buses engine comes in. The only good part about this is nobody knows who they are. One month in a quiet town without being famous sounds like heaven on earth for the boys.

Leah and Liam are an ordinary brother and sister going through a hard life between their mother passing away and their abusive father. Liam leaves to follow his dreams then comes back to help his sister get away from their father. Then Leah is being chased by four boys who are trying to steal her heart. Who will she fall inlove with?

How long does love last? Does it fizzle out like a flame, when you cover it up. Or does it blaze like a wildfire when it's not tamed. Louis had been in love with a girl three years ago. Though she had not returned his love, instead of forming a heart of stone. Like anyone else would have done in his situation. He got back in the game and actually found someone. The thing is his band members hate her, he'd expected this from the fans. He doesn't understand why, though he doesn't care she makes him forget. Forget about her. But what happens when that certain girl that he's tried so hard to forget, comes crashing back into his life. A whole lot of drama, fights, and possibly something much more. [Sequel to Stranded. If you haven't read it I'd suggest you read it before reading this. It's not mandatory that you read it, but it would help you understand the relationship more. @SkyLabyrinth made my cover

This is by H28 on onedirectionfanfiction.com it's wonderful and I hope you like it as much as me. Recommended for 17+

This is the Sequel to Dark. This is not mine it belongs to han-rawr on tumblr.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

[COMPLETED] A color so dark that possesses such potential-burgundy. Could a color so dark be deemed worthy of love? If black could be the inevitable twilight and it could be adored with a side of whiskey, then surely burgundy could be worthy of some type of adoration. And, for a time, it was.