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Recluse

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Reads 19,409
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Parts 44
Time 5 hours, 17 minutes

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"Isn't it ironic?

That the things we do 

To feel alive

Can be the very same things 

That end up 

Killing us?" 

~UnknownAll Rights Reserved

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My Moment / / H.S.✔ by imaginethebest

I knew she was in trouble. I knew her life was nothing, but a train-wreck; A distaster waiting to explode. I knew she was in agony and I knew her soul consisted of haunting memories and malicious dreams of a man who once brought her immense torture. I knew she was hurting and that falling for her was the last thing I needed on my plate. But with each everlasting glance and with each passionate kiss, my heart never beat the same. Her essence was craved by my longing soul and nothing, even a psycho ex-boyfriend, could cease me from drowning in her eternal love. Every inch of my body flooded with lust for her touch. Every thought swarming around my head ached for her never ending affection. Every move and every word spoken involved the cherishing infatuation of her presence. I knew I would go through hell and back to make her mine and only mine. I wanted her. I needed her. I suspired nothing more than her latency and her body against mine. This was My Moment.

Some Lonely Feeling ✧ H.S. A.U. by cynicool

[ COMPLETED & UNDER EDITING ] ➳ Love is anomalous. Especially when there's nothing to gain, and you stick around anyway. All Rights Reserved © divertings 2013

Redemption [h.s] by _miiki

Maybe she shouldn't have opened her door in the middle of the night. 24/06/19 #3 in fanfiction 24/06/19 #3 in romance

Deceptive {H.S} by AverySageWrites

"Why do you care?" he asks. But it's not soft. It's sharp, defensive, like he's already bracing for the answer. I want to tell him the truth. Because you saved me. Because you're the only one who makes me feel real. Because if you fall apart, I don't know what happens to the rest of us. Instead, I just say, "Maybe I want to understand." He scoffs, no humor in it. "You don't. Trust me." Silence stretches between us. Then he steps forward, close enough that I can see the way his hands won't stop shaking. "You already know too much," he says, voice low. "More than you ever should've." I don't look away. "Then tell me the rest." He shakes his head. "It's not your place. You don't get to ask." "But I am asking." He exhales sharply. "Jesus, Lily. This isn't a story with a clean ending. I'm not a mystery. I'm a goddamn warning sign. I'm dangerous." I flinch, but I don't move. And that pisses him off more. He takes a step back like he's going to leave, then pauses. His eyes flick to my jacket. In one quick motion, he reaches in and pulls out the burner phone. "I think this belongs to me," he says, tone sharp but quiet. No accusation. Just fact. I don't respond. Just watch as he slips it into his pocket, like closing a door I wasn't supposed to open. He looks at me for one long second, jaw clenched. "Go home," he says again, this time like a warning. And this time, I believe him. He crushes the cigarette under his boot, turns his back, and walks down the alley, leaving me standing in the dark. - Lily didn't ask to be assigned to him. Harry Styles is a name whispered like a warning, famous for his ink, infamous for everything else. Brooding. Untouchable. But Lily has a habit of looking too closely. And when she finds something she shouldn't, the line between curiosity and consequence begins to blur. He told her to stay away. She should've listened. - TW: emotional abuse, manipulation, drugs, sex, violence, trauma.

Autophobia || Liam by niallspopsicle

Autophobia Noun A fear of one's self Copyright @Niallspopsicle ©

Alien //H.S.// by _strawberrytae

It was that one moment, as no one dared to look at him, that she looked. And he wasn't normal. But he loved her. ~ A.N. One Direction fanfic, mainly Harry Styles. Enjoy. xx

The Register | H.S. by tbslangel

*Story contains mature content* They always told me that I will become the person they raised me to be but they never mentioned that one day a green eyed creature was going to turn my whole life upside down. - He pulled away from me slowly. "What a pure soul you have, Angel." He said to me while softly moving his finger from my forehead to my jaw. "But why do I have this effect on you if you love him as much as you pretend?" I took a moment to assimilate his words. My brain was running in slow motion due to the effect he was having on me. If only I had the answer. - HIGHEST RANKING #1 in harrystylesdark #1 in hs # 1 in harry #1 in longhairharry #1 in darkharrystyles #1 in lhh #2 in harryedwardstyles #3 loveatfirstsight #4 in styles #8 in harrystylesfanfiction #8 in harrystylesfanfic #9 in stylesfanfic #14 in daddyissues #15 in louistomlinson #25 in domesticviolence #25 in hsau #29 in mentaldisorder - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @tbslangel NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE/ DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / SEXUAL CONTENT/ DRUG ABUSES/ MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Golden by perfectlybecca

"Yeah. They say that people whose threads are connected are bound to meet some day in life, no matter how far apart they live or how much their lifestyles differ. The string can stretch or become tangled, but it can never be broken. When the encounter happens, it's supposed to be a life altering event for both parts involved. People connected this way are bound by Fate itself." I finished the tale and smiled, enjoying the holistic idea of something great reserved for us in the universe. "Do you think our red threads of fate are linked?" Harry asked. "I'm absolutely sure they are." I said without hesitancy, feeling his hand on my leg after hearing my words.

Bookseller / Harry Styles by SoMontgomery

Forming sentences became the hardest task ever. I felt his gaze on me, his eyes watching every move. I looked around hoping to get out of this state, but it wasn't getting me nowhere. A deer caught on a main road by a driver during a stormy night, this was exactly how he made me feel. I excused myself and went straight to the bathroom. I felt invaded. He was invading me. My thoughts were no longer my own. ... Harry always knew that keeping his distance is the way to go about life, about people. He'd do anything to keep his bookshop alive, including things he never imagined himself to get stuck in. And as long as he doesn't think too much about it, his life continues. That's until he meets Sara. Equally as confusing and as closed off as him, something clicks and everything he's ever done comes back to him. Now he wants to keep her away from him. She wants to stay as far as possible from the dangers of life, after all she had her fair share of traumatic events. It seems like neither of them knows how to make this happen and through each other they'll relearn trust. ... Harry Styles fanfic - Dark AU

Girlfriend with secerets by GracieFace13

"Does he know?" "...no..." "I think he should, don't you think?" "Why can't this be just... our... little secret?" This isn't your typical love story, there is more violence than romance; more drama than a happy ever after. Secrets are held from their loved ones. Secrets that might destroy friendships or help a couple become stronger. In this story you will meet Sam and Mandy along with someone Sam thought she would never see again.

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My Moment / / H.S.✔

I knew she was in trouble. I knew her life was nothing, but a train-wreck; A distaster waiting to explode. I knew she was in agony and I knew her soul consisted of haunting memories and malicious dreams of a man who once brought her immense torture. I knew she was hurting and that falling for her was the last thing I needed on my plate. But with each everlasting glance and with each passionate kiss, my heart never beat the same. Her essence was craved by my longing soul and nothing, even a psycho ex-boyfriend, could cease me from drowning in her eternal love. Every inch of my body flooded with lust for her touch. Every thought swarming around my head ached for her never ending affection. Every move and every word spoken involved the cherishing infatuation of her presence. I knew I would go through hell and back to make her mine and only mine. I wanted her. I needed her. I suspired nothing more than her latency and her body against mine. This was My Moment.