"Oh fųck, here we go again with the name guessing," some girl behind us groans. "Remedy?" Harry tries. The girls shake their heads and yell my name again. "Trinity?" He asks but frowns when the girls shake their heads again and point their fingers at me. They yell my name once again. "Ovaltine?" He tries again, chuckling at the end. "Kennedy?" Harry asks finally, and the girls grin in success - I see on the big screens. Harry straightens up and fist pumps. I feel the whole world closing in. "She's Kennedy!" Mom yells, pointing at me. Understanding dawns on Harry and he resumes his previous crouch, this time, right in front of me. "Hello Kennedy," he drawls with a dimpled smile on his face. ---- (May 22, 2020) #1 on #kennedywalsh (September 7, 2020) #1 on #celebrity (October 2, 2020) #16 on #harrystyles (November 10, 2020) #1 on #1d

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"i gotta have her" "but dude she's so young" Highest Ranking: [ #1 in teenfanfiction ] Other Rankings: [ #1 in tumblr] [ #1 in signofthetimes ]

"What a brilliant idea, Bonnie. Now his friends saw us with it." I shook my head. "Hey, don't try to pin this whole thing off on me. I was only trying to help...you should have never stolen it!" She rubbed the temples of her forehead. "I didn't steal. I borrowed." I stated. Jonah went towards the window and pulled one of the blinds down a little. "Uh, guys? You may want to stop the cat fight. Skylor's outside. And he looks pretty pissed off." Suddenly there were a series of loud thuds on my front door. "I know you're in there, Ivy! Either you open up the damn door or I'm breaking it down, I swear!" Skylor yelled. •*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*•*• [ trailer is in chapter one : ]

Nora Dodson is a "fast-talking, F-bomb-dropping, born-and-bred New Yorker". Harry Styles is no longer a member of One Direction. He's lovely, kind and a very odd young man, though he's entirely unhappy in his relationship. But then he meets Nora and he remembers the boy that he used to be. The boy that the entire world seemed to fall in love with, over night. Nora, without really knowing it, helps Harry to finally find himself again, and in the process, she begins to learn more and more about who she is as a person. She learns to love and he learns what it truly means to be happy. Their journey together is rocky and terrifying and beautiful, but what comes after that journey is simply epic. || Book #1 of the Paige & Harry series ||

All Harry wanted was to get over his best friend's girl. All Nova wanted was to get over her traumatic past. So, they made a deal. But, this deal may end up being a bit more than they bargained for. WARNING: Sexually graphic. Themes of violence, drugs, and alcohol. May be subject to feels. *Gigi is only a face claim. You can picture whomever you want.*

Soon-to-be 18 year old Francesca is most commonly known as Checka. She grew up without a home and knowing nothing about her deceased mother. Well aware that she will never be adopted before she reaches adulthood, she is surprised when she receives a letter from her grandmother. Francesca is suddenly whisked away into a life she never even imagined. She discovers that she is descended from a line of royalty and is expected to rule a country she has no knowledge over. It isn’t an easy task as she learns that she has to win the crown in a battle against two other lines of royalty. Her checkered past is not good material to rely on when trying to be a princess. Will she succeed or have to return to America and the life she so desperately wanted to escape?

I was named after the little mermaid, thought to be strong and brave. A name worthy of a princess, my mum used to say. But I didn't trade my voice for the handsome prince; I just never had it. I've always been the shy youngest sister, too afraid to raise her voice and make herself heard. I don't have the tail and I don't have the personality. I can sing, but no one ever hears me. I guess I only I have the red hair although it's not even naturally red. So how can I be part of his world when I can't even tell him my name? I better never meet the handsome prince, it'd be doomed to fail. So no, I'm not like the little mermaid, I'm just little shy Ariel. -:-:-:- BOOK #2 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Daisy, it symbolises "Innocence, loyal love, simplicity."

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!