"Please don't go." "I'm sorry." "I hate you." "Can we go somewhere?" "I forgive you." "Do you actually love me?" "I don't want to be here anymore." "I fucking love you." "I'm sorry." "Please stay." These were things said often between the two. They were so enthralled in each other. They couldn't get enough. Skin to skin wasn't close enough. Kissing constantly. Driving with hands gripping thighs. Hands tangled in hair. Nails clawing backs. Eyelashes brushing cheeks. Heads resting on chests. They wanted nothing more than to crawl into each other, and never come out. Say goodbye to the rest of the world and crawl away into their own. They loved each other so much that hand holding and neck kissing wasn't enough. Sex wasn't nearly as close as they'd like to be. They wrapped limbs through limbs and never wanted to let go. They couldn't stop. But minutes feel like hours spent apart. They spent hours in each other's arms. Listening to music, driving, singing, loving, living. They couldn't bare time apart. She was obsessed with him and he was in love with her. They romanticised each other. They wrote poetry and songs and lyrics and melodies about each other. He was hers and she was his. They belonged to each other. They smoked together and drank together and they couldn't stop. Maybe it was unhealthy. Maybe it was wrong. Maybe it was toxic, doomed to end badly. Maybe it'd kill them. (Maybe the drugs would.) Maybe they were being dangerous. Maybe this would be the death of them. But they didn't care. *smut warning in quite a few chapters lmaoo* published 2015

Elizabeth was wading through pretty rocky waters, and so was Matty. “In tragedy and despair, when an endless night seems to have fallen, hope can be found in the realization that the companion of night is not another night, that the companion of night is day, that darkness always gives way to light, and that death rules only half of creation, life the other half.” ― Dean Koontz, Lightning. If there’s one thing that Elizabeth Frost knows, it’s that life is hard. With a mum who walked out on her at the age of seven, making way for a fairy-tale like, cruel step-mum and a father that did nothing to ease her pain, Elizabeth was thrown into a deep, dark void of loneliness. Now at sixteen, Elizabeth lives in a state of hopelessness. And then one day, without any warning, she is forced to leave, with only a one-way ticket to London as a parting gift. This broken shell of a girl has no clue what to do, and she feels completely alone; no light shines in her dark life. But what she is about to find out, is that everything has a companion, strong to weak, brave to scared and even dark to light, and Elizabeth might just have found her ‘light’ in the form of a brown haired, hazel eyed boy named Matty. Apart they are nothing, but together they begin to learn that they are strong enough to hold their heads up high, brave enough to conquer the world and eventually they learn to love as much as two unloved creatures could; unequivocally, passionately and recklessly.

-His mouth hung open in awe at her, he thought she was everything. She held his jaw with a hand and blew her smoke into his mouth. He almost melted - In which lovers become friends who become confused. -Explicit content- Started- November 2018 Finished- August 2019

"you shouldn't have left, you know." "i don't know, matty. i think life's been better when i left you." - sequel to "takes a bit more" -

"It's only forever, not long at all" After a harsh day at school, Y/N tries to wish herself away to the Goblin King. Sadly nothing happens. Throughout the next few days, she befriends an owl. Little does she know, the owl is actually the Goblin King who has fallen in love with her. There is love, there is tears, and most importantly, there's adventure. Co-writer starting from chapter 23: @Brianna_Chance2 ALL CHARACTERS (except some minor characters (some goblins, other mystical creatures, and people)) ARE ALL OWNED BY JIM HENSON (Uses feminine pronouns)

𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝, 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚. 𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙫𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙮. 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙤'𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙨. 𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙖 𝙨𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩. @softprada 2020. [ COMPLETED. ] ☆ HARRY STYLES FANFICTION. (based on call me by your name)

𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝, 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙡 𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮. 𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙪𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮. @softprada 2020. [ DISCONTINUED. ] ☆ HARRY STYLES FANFICTION.

In 1932 a young virginal teen catches the attention of an older and attractive playboy. - © 2019-2022 paper-styles, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED [Published on October 21st 2019; on-going]

Carter's dad has got it going on. -Rose

His fingers clench tightly around my cuffed wrists. "I don't know whether to murder you or fall in love with you," he whispers. I look into his iridescent green eyes. "Either way you'll cause me pain." **NOTE: story has been discontinued Atlantis94 All Rights Reserved © 2014 Cover art: @SeranadingHarry