*y'all DON'T READ THIS. i wrote this at thirteen. you've been warned.* "Harry, it's been rumored that if you have a daughter you would name her Darcy. Any particular reason why?" The interviewer asked. I gulped and glanced down at my feet, not wanting to talk about the girl that I had lost. "Um, yeah, actually." I admitted. "I used to be friends with a girl named Darcy... but she was kidnapped and never found again. I think that I'd like to name my daughter Darcy in her memory." My heart started to ache as I remembered Darcy Monroe and knew that I would never see her again. Or so I thought. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com

✱ In which Harry finds love in an unsuspecting town in the middle of the desert. And you find the savior you've been praying for, if only you can keep your whirlwind romance a secret long enough to escape. ✱ The well-loved, thrilling, Western gunslinging romance from Harry Tales gets its own book! Please read with discretion. Most impressive rankings // #1 in Bounty Hunter #3 in Western!

She was the shy girl in the back of the class. He was in the fight club. When opposites attract, the outcome is unpredictable.

Faye Stevens. 16, sweet, innocent. She's nothing like other teenagers who go out partying and smoking weed, but when she's forced to move in with her sister, her whole life will be tossed upside down all thanks to the curly headed boy in the leather jacket. "Say goodbye to your innocence, kitten"

I didn't like being rough with her, but this had to stop. I didn't hurt her, but I wasn't gentle. "Harry, let go of me", she whimpered. "Not a chance in hell", I yelled, making her jump. AUTHOR'S NOTE: THERE WILL BE VERY GRAPHIC SEX SCENES, VIOLENCE, DOMESTIC ABUSE AND ADULT LANGUAGE. You've been warned!!!!!

Once he saw her, he craved her.

"you are mine and only mine" "wh-what?" "you. are. mine. Mia, and im never letting you go" "L-leave me alone please, i won't tell anyone, just please let me go" "sorry sweetheart, but what is mine, stays mine" Meet Harry, 24 years old, possessive, everything goes as he says, controlling and demanding. Meet Mia, just turned 18,innocent, a little shy, outgoing, and a lot of friends. What happens when is Mia's 18th birthday, and they go partying. There goes Harry, who sets his eyes on little Mia, and right when he sees her, she is already his.

"We'll start the bids at one million!" My heart was racing, please let this be some horrible nightmare. Everything was silent except for some murmurs going on somewhere farther in front of me. "Let us see her eyes!" Someone exclaimed and I heard footsteps approach me. My hair was pulled, causing my head to fall back and slam into what felt like bars. The cloth that blinded me was loosened and fell down. There was a bright light shining on me, I squinted my eyes and looked ahead. There were bars, I was trapped in what looked like a giant bird cage. I was on display on a stage for a crowd of strangers, each one of them wearing a mask like you would in a masquerade. "Two million!" "Five million!" Bids flew around the room, I could feel myself trembling, I had to hold back my tears. "Twenty million!" Someone called out and I couldn't see who did, but it silenced the entire room. "Twenty million going once, twenty million going twice..." No one wanted to make a higher bid. "Sold for twenty million! Take her to the back boys." (Fanfiction : #213)

she was his babygirl, and nothing would happen to his babygirl.

They say everyone deserves to get a second chance. Me? Well, I got three. *Disclaimer* This story has sexual content, language, alcohol, and some elements of drug use as well as talking about rape and suicide. These characters, events, and places are used fictitiously. Please read at your own risk.