A R M I N O She was the epitome of perfection. Blonde hair, blue eyes, legs that never ended and an impeccable fashion taste. He was the epitome of affliction. Jet black hair, damaged eyes, ink marring his body and a passion to fight. Yet, she was broken inside. A family with unstable financial background, a brother who died in a brawl and a mother who lost herself the day she lost her husband. And he, he was faultless within. A rich kid with parents who were too busy to care, three meals a day cooked by a chef and no curfew even on school nights. What more could he ask for? And when their paths meet, they'll together realise just how unforgiving life can be. Evelyn 3rd October, 2016. #3| SS 10K | 3.3.2017 Previously known as 'Fighter'

When Dove promises Mr Styles she'll make sure his son gets out of the town safely in exchange of him freeing her parents, she doesn't think anything could go wrong. Unfortunately, things don't quite go as planned as she finds herself stuck with the stubborn and overall just plain annoying Harry Styles, who doesn't waste a second in trying to claim her as his own.

"You don't belong here." "If I don't belong here then where do I belong?" "Not with me," he replied easily, his voice not wavering as he stared at her with a hard expression. "You belong with other wolves, with a pack." "But you're a wolf." "I'm not the kind of wolf that you need." "Sol," she begged him, pleading with her tone as tears streaked down her face. "Please don't do this." He ignored her, only turning around and walking out of the front door, already grabbing her suitcases which he had pulled down the stairs earlier. He walked out of the cabin which they had shared for the past few months and began loading all her bags into the back of the truck, ignoring the immense amount of pain and sorrow that he could feel radiating off of her. After he finished, he sat in the driver's seat and waited patiently for her to join him. When she did, her cheeks were now dry. Her puffy, red eyes were the only tell-tale that she had been crying only mere moments ago. "I'm only doing what's best for the both of us," he muttered quietly, more so to reassure himself than her. But his words fell on silent ears as she didn't even acknowledge his words, just stared ahead. Exhaling, he twisted the key and the engine purred to life. In a few hours it would be back in front of the lone cabin in the woods, but this time with one less passenger. Cover by @Ethereal29 Copyright © 2018 @_illuminating All Rights Reserved

"I love you." "I know." ••• All Rights Reserved 2017 @nikki20038 cover: xThePineappleGirlx Big thank you to @GoldenSun_SilverStar , check her out!

*** NEW AND IMPROVED *** With her father missing, Shay will do anything to get him back, even if that means teaming up with a cruel gang leader and his band of psychotic men. CHARACTER VIEWS DO NOT REPRESENT MY OWN. ***WARNING*** OFFENSIVE CONTENT AHEAD.

"I like a woman who can beat me at my own game." // cover credit to @herwalls

"What would you like me to play; The violin or your pussy?" • • • He lived on the street. They called him a tramp. He slept with trash and found his meals in the garbage. Nobody knew who he was. Melody knew the moment she met him, something about him was off. Something about him was missing. Impassive and unpredictable, he always lurked around, his hulking figure a wandering question mark on the streets of New York. But give him a violin and watch him play...