Unconditionally ( Harry Styles Fanfic )
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In a whole lifetime , perhaps everyday , we meet people . The connection between the people you meet may be a small talk or helping in little situations like handing an extra tissue , and whatnot ? Out of the people you meet , there is one special person among them all , the one special person whom you'd spend the rest of your life with .
Little did Diana know that , she would meet that special person when she was going through the worst times . But she saw him as one of the many people she'd meet .
But one little incident changed her opinions on him .
Not every person is what you think they are . Looks do deceive . Even the tiniest thing you thought about a person can lead to whole different situation .
Even the smallest incidents cause a lot of emotion, don't they ?
* Do Not Copy This . I Will Track You Down , Trust Me I Will .
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Better Together
It is said time can heal all wounds. I have found to much time can tear them apart. Can people hurt by tragedy, and turmoil, and years of anger, sadness, loneliness and despair find their way through a horrific event, something nightmare are made of, and persevere? Can they find each other and reconcile the pain to find out what really matters? A mother and daughter are about to find out. On their long path of recovery, they go on an adventure. Looking for fun and finally some healing from an old loss. What starts out as magical, quickly turns bad as all hell breaks lose. But they find strength together to pull through and help others. They never would have guessed at the path they would find themselves on, the people they meet and the adventures yet to come. They find themselves in the middle of an old fight. Trying to help friends reconnect, and loved ones find the old flame. Never expecting bonds of friendship and love to touch them. Has there been enough time and healing? Can they move ahead? Can they help their new friends figure out if they are better together?Concluida
The Space Between by Noah V
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Forbidden
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Written in Blood
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Help Me
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Just Pretending
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