Not a Diary ➳ LS
It's not a diary. It's a journal. There's a difference. Copyright 2014 © ~~*~~
It's not a diary. It's a journal. There's a difference. Copyright 2014 © ~~*~~
When sixteen-year-old, Anastasia 'Annie' Evans, finds out that her mother's newly-engagement comes with having a stepbrother, she starts to develop a certain attachment to him; not knowing that she's about to embark on a euphoric adventure full of lust, lies, and secrets. [highest ranking : #1 in Fanfiction]
After being drunkenly dared by his best friend to break someone's heart, Louis has a month to trying to make Harry Styles fall for him, and maybe along the way, he ends up falling for him too.
Louis is a twenty-one year old owner of a popular tea shop called 'Spot O' Tea'. Recently he notices a new customer with curly hair and green eyes, who comes in at the same time every night; 9pm. But that's not what worries Louis. What worries him is the bruises that scatter across his body, multiplying every day.
Ashton only speaks french, and even though Luke takes the class, he's not fluent.
Ashton is a Rich boy who just wants to have fun in his life. So, when he moves and explores the city of Sydney, only to meet Luke, the rebellious punk of the town, his world flips and Luke teaches him to live a little and be carefree. However, his parents and Luke's friends don't like the two hanging out so much.
She sings when she's home alone; he asks her to keep it down. {highest ranking: #2 fanfiction} © 2015 by dimplefeels
louist91: I kinda really wanna suck your dick louist91: no homo tho ••••• {HIGHEST RANKING: #3 in FanFiction}
"My name is Harry, nice to meet you mamacita," he looked me up and down before grabbing my hand and shaking it. My arm flopped like a flimsy noodle as he shook my hand quickly and firmly. "The name is Maria. Not mami, not mamacita, not 'yo'," I deadpanned, referring to the names he had called me earlier. I cautiously...
Sequel to Cliché. In which two familiar people never really want whatever relationship they have left to end. And the other younger two don't know how to start.
"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"
"I love you my beautiful wife." "Shut up, Harry. You're gay and that's that." ~Or~ Harry is married and his wife swears he's in love with Louis. || Ranked: 2nd place in the Popular Larry Stories category of the Bromance Awards ||
Ashton Irwin is a master of thievery. He steals from general stores, food markets, jewelry shops, museums, and people's homes. Never once did he get caught nor did anyone find out his identity. He loves being a thief. Stealing is his addiction, and he has no intention on curing it. However, there is one place and one...
"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his he...