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It's hard to resist a bad boy who is a good man.

Elara Black could only dream of having a normal life. Everyone was afraid of her due to her father escaping Azkaban after being falsely accused of murder, and they would keep being afraid of her until he would be proven innocent, if it ever happens. Harry Potter also could only dream of having a normal life. Prehaps it was the similar chaos they constantly lived in that made Harry and Elara grow closer. Her last name, discovering missing elements about her family, massive changes through her sixth year, no matter what happened or will happen, Elara's anchor was and will always be Harry, even if she doesn't want to admit it at first. ࿐♡ ˚.*ೃ From fifth year to seventh year & epilogue Prologue: ☑️ OOTP: ✍️ HBP: - DH: - Epilogue: - ✩♬ ₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE HARRY POTTER FRANCHISE. I am only writing a fanfiction based on this universe. Characters that are from me: - Elara Black - Margaret Ellington - Ebony - Sable - Calla Cadawaller - Agatha Beaumont - The matron Blanca - Blanche Sinclair - Adelle Sinclair Places that are from me: - The orphanage St Hawthorn's - The shop Cadawaller's Curious Crystals - The pub Fairy's Nest ALL OF THE REST, WEITHER IT'S SPELLS, CHARACTERS, POTIONS, PLACES, CREATURES ALL BELONG TO J.K ROWLING AND WARNER BROS.

Harley doesn't remember her wedding. She doesn't remember the orchard, the church, or why her life is littered with bodies and broken memories she swears don't belong to her. Harry doesn't like the rich. He hunts them down and steals back what his boss tells him to steal. He doesn't want anything to do with them. He wants them all gone. But every clue Harley left herself before her memories were stolen drags them closer together: blood-stained veils, locked trunks, ruined chapels, and secrets buried in orchards across the ocean. As her past unravels, Harry finds himself trapped in a game Harley designed long before she forgot- a game of obsession, betrayal, and control. And in games like this, there's no such thing as winning- only surviving.

Vita Spoelstra, for the most part, lived an exceedingly ordinary life. Besides the fact that she was the Miami Heat Basketball Coach's daughter, she had a steady part-time job at a local South Beach flower shop, two best friends, and an incredibly close relationship with her grandfather. The night she was called in to fix a flower display at a hotel, however, her life took an unexpected turn when she encountered a rude English boy with a "stupid dumb nose". "I must have flowers, always, and always." - Claude Monet

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Fear burns my heart each time the thought of you with another crosses my mind. Your sinful words are forever laced into my veins and I've wondered, when did falling in love with you become my demise? - Harry Marcel Styles

Meet Isabella. A normal 21-year-old girl, student, funny, shy and trying to find her place in the world. She has always felt like she didn't belong were she was born so since little she always had this feeling she needed to move to another country. And she did. She moved to London to do a postgraduate study at a university there. She was moving there just to study, fulfil her dreams and have the life she always dreamed of. Or at least that was what she thought.

Mr. Styles wasn't a force to be reckoned with and everyone knew that. Everyone except me, apparently.

Imagines abt y/n and the one and only mr harry styles!!!

"Nothing in life really stays and it's beautiful that they go. They have to go in order for the next thing to come. You can almost add beauty to a thing by accepting that it's temporary."

Death has been introduced to the world in many ways but the truth is, he's just an immortal asshole.

Marcel Fan-Fiction• Torpe | pronunciation | 'tor-pe (torr-peh) | definition | (n.) a man who is desperately in love with a woman, but cannot admit his feelings or approach her | note | this Torpe is Tagalong slang; it also means something like "awkward" or "clumsy" in Spanish. It can apply vice versa as well: a woman who is desperately in love with a man. Or any combination of people therefor. • Copyright 2014 Harry_S1yles All Rights Reserved • *WARNING SEXUAL CONTENT*

This is the story of a girl with an intertwining past, present, and future with the famous Harry Potter. How long will it take them to realize there feelings for each other and when they do will it be too late? This story actually started out as my script to shift. I still have not been able to do so so I decided to live out my fantasy by writing it and sharing it with others. This is my first Wattpad story so I apologize in advance. WARNING- although this fanfic starts out pretty PG there will be smut and inappropriate language for anyone under the age of 18 it will get spicy I promise;) I DO NOT OWN THIS FRANCHISE OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS I DID NOT MAKE UP. THEY BELONG TO JK. ROWLING.

The walls divide the darkness and the brightness of life. The only way to go to the other side is to open the door and walk through it. But before you open the door, you'll never have the chance to see what's in the other side of it. Let's say it has no peek holes, let's be dramatic. You don't want to be locked in a dull dark room forever. There's a door in that room. It gives hopes and chances. Every time you open that door, you might see sunshine or you might see storm. Sometimes, when you decide to open it, you end up seeing things that you want or don't want to see. The good thing here is you take the chance to open it and see what's in the other side. Hi guys! Please read my Author's Note first before reading the chapters. Thank you so much! Please read and vote if you like it :)

She's a demon from hell. He's a natural sinner on earth. Her name is Sapphire, at least that's what she chose it to be while visiting earth. His name is Harry Styles, trouble has followed him since the day he was born and he hasn't really wanted to try and change that. What happens when these two meet one night at a carnival and someone happens to be murdered? Just how much trouble will these two cause when they think the killer is each other? Can Harry handle the hellfire that surrounds Sapphire's damned soul? Can Sapphire handle being tamed or controlled by someone just as bad as she is? Lets find out, shall we?

Harry Styles Fanfic. Read this shit.

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There was always a story behind every tattoo. "What does this one mean?" She pointed to the butterfly printed on my chest. My breath stiffened, it was to soon to tell her my story. Her petite hands trailed up my body, I watched her eyes mentally scan every image that covered me. She looked into my eyes with fear and curiosity. "please tell me", she breathed out. "Okay" I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. A smile slowly crept onto her innocent face. I cannot believe I agreed to tell her my story. Her story now.

On May 8th my long time boyfriend Harry Styles broke up with me. On May 10th everything fell apart.

A story of a single mother of special child. The way she handles her life and hate without being her fault. And sacrifices everything for her son's sake. Will she ever get someone on her side or will she be on her own through out this journey. Help Rose in this journey of strong mother...... #5 - downsyndrome (30-03-2021) #5 - dodo