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Deranged Killer

DanielleMarie408

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LECTURES 4,345
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Parties 27
Durée 1h 10m

DanielleMarie408

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This is a story about a guy named Harry. Harry is not just an ordinary guy, he has strange powers which are more of a curse than a blessing. When he was six years old, he murdered his parents. When he was thirteen years old, he had murdered his aunt. His uncle had called the cops, but when they got there, Harry was gone. Harry has been staying in an abandoned where house where the monsters live. The monsters had given Harry the ability to not feel pain and the ability to turn into a shadow when he wanted to hide. When Tessa goes into the house with a couple of friends Harry watches her in there and falls madly in love with her because he believes that she could be the one to free him. To help him ignore the monster inside that comes out every night lurking for it's next victim. Will she be able to help him? Or will she end up getting hurt? read more to find out.Tous Droits Réservés

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In The Shadows, écrit par TopazRoze

Living her whole life in the mountains with only her dad and brothers as company, Billie has learned long ago how to take care of herself. She hunts, grows her own vegetables, makes her own clothes when needed. Billie doesn't need anyone to take care of her. Billie doesn't agree with the girls at school, thinking they need a guy to take care of them. She has been taking care of her dad and brothers since her mom died when she was ten. Yes, Billie wants to fall in love, she just doesn't want to be owned. Harry hates this backwoods town his parents made him move to, he's used to skyscrapers, streets and Starbucks on every corner. Not hillbillies, woods, dirt roads and animals. As far as he's concerned most the people here didn't even speak English. Wanting nothing more than to finish the year so he can leave, Harry is determined to hate everyone here. What happens when the mountain girl meets the city boy? Will they get along? Or will they hate each other at first sight? Will love learn to grow in the shadows?

Lost, écrit par arcticxash

When I wake up I feel cold and my whole body is in searing agony. On one side of my head my curls are wet and matted down, and I can only assume the wet substance is blood. I realize that my hands are tied behind my back, I'm gagged..and in nothing but my underwear. I open my eyes to find myself in a large basement with only one light. I have no idea where I am or who took me here..I'm lost..and I pray to god that someone, somehow...will find me. Larry Stylinson Fanfic: A/U An eighteen year old Harry Styles gets taken one cold winter night by a man in a black van. When he wakes up, he finds himself alone, tied up in a cold, dark basement. Will anyone ever find him? If so who? And more importantly, what will happen in the aftermath?

Dreaming Of You // Harry Styles, écrit par not_any_maryjane

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crumble | h.s, écrit par ulookuglytodaysis

{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.

Vindicated, écrit par chlox1d

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Saving Styles, écrit par sarbearfive

Sometimes in life we stumble upon someone by accident who opens up an entirely different world that we never knew could exist. They change us, make us better and ensure that no matter what happens we can never go back to being the same person we were before them. They set your heart on fire and make you feel like the cracks in your soul were somehow made for them to fill, as if they are a part of you that you never realized was missing. Can love really heal all? Or will they both be destroyed by the things that broke them in the first place? Harry and Hannah are in for the fight of their lives, the ultimate battle between a broken heart and a dark past. "You once asked me who saves me and I didn't have an answer. Well, I did, but I was too chicken shit to say it. It's you. You save me. You are my light. When I look into your eyes, it's like it shines on the darkest parts of my soul and I suddenly feel like maybe things aren't so bad, like maybe I deserve better. But sometimes when I look at you, I see that same darkness dimming your light, like I do the opposite to you that you do to me. Out all of the shitty things I've done in my life, I hate myself for that the most." ***Absolutely NO translating or reposting of this story. NO EXCEPTIONS.

My Moment / / H.S.✔, écrit par 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.

happily// LWT, écrit par hmuxharold

What happens when you're 17 years old, your parents and brother are dead, and you're going to live with your grandmother half way across the country in Doncaster, and find love and hate along the way? ----- Mya is 17 years old, she was a good student and did what she was supposed to. After coming home from piano lessons one night she drives home to find her parents were murdered and the killer is on the lose. After her. As still being considered a minor and to be safer she is sent to her grandmas all the way in Doncaster. What will happen when in the Doncaster Sheffield Airport's cafe she meets a lad that is a friend of her grandmas helping to keep Mya safe? What if this lads name, Harry Styles, in a famous boy band? What if he introduced her to the others too? What if there is a spark with Louis?

Stockholm Syndrome (Larry Stylinson), écrit par British-1D-Irish

My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."

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In The Shadows

Living her whole life in the mountains with only her dad and brothers as company, Billie has learned long ago how to take care of herself. She hunts, grows her own vegetables, makes her own clothes when needed. Billie doesn't need anyone to take care of her. Billie doesn't agree with the girls at school, thinking they need a guy to take care of them. She has been taking care of her dad and brothers since her mom died when she was ten. Yes, Billie wants to fall in love, she just doesn't want to be owned. Harry hates this backwoods town his parents made him move to, he's used to skyscrapers, streets and Starbucks on every corner. Not hillbillies, woods, dirt roads and animals. As far as he's concerned most the people here didn't even speak English. Wanting nothing more than to finish the year so he can leave, Harry is determined to hate everyone here. What happens when the mountain girl meets the city boy? Will they get along? Or will they hate each other at first sight? Will love learn to grow in the shadows?