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I am not defined by my disorders or flaws, but how I have survived and conquered.

Stall 2

*Story containes MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* THIS IS A SEQUEL / PART 2. Read "Stall" before this book, unless you just like spoiling things for yourself. If that's the case, you do you boo. "Something can be both delicate and violent" *** Harry lowers his eyes at me as he backs me up against the wall, the red lighting...

Stall

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a...

Quiet || hs

In which a quiet girl trying to get through her last year of high school by avoiding all conflict in her school and sitting in the back. She didn't expect a new math teacher who also became her new volleyball coach which made her plans to have a chill last year into chaos. #1 in Fanfiction

Quiet 2 || hs

In the book two of Quiet, Rylee and Harry will try to move on from their past forbidden student-teacher relationship. It'll be hard because they can't resist each other's love for one another.

Rain | Harry Styles

"Love, like rain, can nourish from above, drenching couples with a soaking joy. But sometimes under the angry heat of life, love dries on the surface and must nourish from below, tending to its roots keeping itself alive." In which a girl called Ana meets a boy called Harry who has a strange fascination with the rain...

Nanny: Aubrey Returns

Aubrey and Harry are united once again due to unpleasant circumstances. Years have passed since her years as nanny. Both of them are suffering from a broken heart. Reuniting once again to try and take care of the family they love. Could this second time around be their chance for love? [sequel to Nanny]

Duplicity [h.s]

"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...