She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

I hate her, I hate her, I fucking hate her. If she died right now, I wouldn't care. My main concern would be how I would get my money for this stunt. I have not an ounce of a feeling for this girl in front of me, yet I can't move under her angry gaze. I wouldn't dare. "Fuck you." I whisper out a pitiful insult to get the last word. "Fuck you." She replies just as quietly, taking a deep inhale as she holds our eye contact. She grinds her jaw as she stays looking at me, eyes scanning over my face with a huff. I hold my same scowl, still not backing away from her. I'm stuck in my place, my face not even an inch away from hers. I don't know how it happened, who started it, or what, but before I know it, her lips are on mine and I'm shoving her body backwards into the shelf. - Aubrey Hart and Harry Styles, costars in the movie "Forbidden Connection", hate each other. On screen, they're happily in love and yearning for each other's touch. Outside of that, though, it's constant yelling and fighting between the two of them. There's never a second of peace. Harry goes too far with what he says and Aubrey claps back in an instant. They don't clash very well whatsoever. When they're offered a big paycheck for a PR relationship, will the forced closeness become a little too real? Will they start to grow an understanding for each other? It's like they all say... there's a fine line between love and hate. **MATURE CONTENT** HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in harrystyles #1 in louistomlinson #1 in zaynmalik #1 in liampayne STARTED JANUARY 2021 - COMPLETED JULY 2021

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[Complete] Two strangers. One broken elevator.

(Lashton x Malum) *MATURE CONTENT AGES 14+* In which two innocent virgin friends find out how kinky they really are after a night of watching porn. And so what if they want to try some kinks? No harm done, right? Daddy!Ashton and Bottom!Luke

Ashton can't take care of his own brother, so his parents hire a babysitter. © goldenstarkey | 2014

O dia em que Harry aprendeu que deve-se checar inúmeras vezes o contato para qual estaria mandando sua primeira nude, antes de realmente enviar. #1 in fanfic #2 in fanfic #3 in fanfic #6 in fanfic © studyrainballs 2015

Zayn e Liam são colegas de quarto. Eles se odeiam. (Na maior parte do tempo). ----- Originalmente postada em inglês pela scottmcniceass no ao3. Tenho autorização da autora para traduzir. Nunca autorizei, e nunca vou autorizar adaptações dos meus trabalhos. Não insista. A capa: é do filme J'ai tué ma mère ("Eu Matei Minha Mãe").

Para Harry Styles, Los Angeles é um paraíso conturbado. Ao mesmo tempo que é boa de se morar, se torna insuportável quando se trata das celebridades arrogantes que moram na mesma vizinhança. E a pior delas é Louis Tomlinson. O escritor não se lembra qual foi a última vez que conseguiu terminar um livro desde que seu novo vizinho chegou. Trazendo consigo suas festas, amigos escandalosos e inúmeros paparazzis na frente de sua porta. Harry o detesta e detesta todo o conjunto de futilidades que aquele garoto representa, mas em uma noite de discussões, gravações que deram errado e tempestades de verão... Tudo pode acontecer na Califórnia. . . . • Fanfic de minha autoria • H!tops L!bottom • Conteúdo maduro

Onde Harry é apaixonado pelas mãos de Louis. E Louis, bom ele ama quando Harry faz carinho nele na aula de História.