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G O L D | H .S | DISCONTINUED

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Reads 292
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Parts 7
Time 52m

shesaANGELwoohoo

Mature

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Seven years. 

It has been seven years since Silver and Harry met. After going off to college neither of them thought to turn back to check up on one another. They're not friends, not lovers,  just strangers with memories. Until, they come back home at the same time. 

The way his eye's light up when they come into contact with mine, it will always make my heart smile. Then his eyebrows furrowed, as I lent to Delyth to greet my girlfriend with a kiss. It's like I could feel his heart drop, the light that was once in his eyes was gone. I didn't care though, we weren't friends anymore and I couldn't have normal friends anymore. 

~

Her eye's were my favorite, the golden colour of her eyes always made my heart fill with joy. I scanned her body and stance. She's more confident. My brows furrowed as she lent to a girl with white blond hair and pale skin. I met her just before Silver arrived. She has ice blue eyes . They kissed passionately but quick as they were just greeting each other. I feel like my heart has been thrown to the ground. I don't know why though, we were nothing. Not even friends anymore. I could never be friends with people with normal lives. I could never risk that, not with her. 

Two people so madly in love with one another they can't even feel the emotion. the emotion of lust and love, all they ever felt was the calamity of each other . They both knew what they were signing up for when they took the job, but they didn't know that Gold would fight the Killer.

When the metal Silver turns into Gold. It becomes more valuable, It becomes the killer's choice.All Rights Reserved

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Rumination [h.s] by st4rz_forsavv

"Maeve, baby, just give in." // His fingers slowly trace my jaw, while he pepper's kisses to my neck. I run my hands through his brown curly locks. "We can't, you know this. The girls are home an-" He was obviously displeased with what I was saying, so he cuts me off with a passionate kiss, his tongue forcing its way into mouth. "You didn't seem to care last time, what changed, baby?" He mumbles into my lips. "I really fucking hate you." I mumble against his lips. "I know." He mumbles back. ___________________ Maeve Preece - stripper, dancer, sinner. Call her what you want. She's heard it all before. Nights at Sapphire, one of New York City's most infamous strip clubs, blur together in a haze of neon lights, sweaty bills, and cheap perfume. Maeve dances, grinds, and sometimes serves drinks - anything to keep her head above water and her rent paid. Her life is built on survival, not dreams. Until Harry walks in. What started as obsession - the kind that borders on hate - turns into something far messier. One night together becomes two, then three, and so on, until Maeve realizes the one thing she swore would never happen has already begun: she's falling for him. But love doesn't come easy when it's tangled in lies and blood. Because Harry isn't just trouble - he is trouble. A man with a reputation built on fear: drugs, money, murder, theft, and every sin in between. Exactly the kind of life Maeve promised herself she'd never get dragged into again. Now, it's too late. She's already in deep - and the only way out might destroy them both. What happens next? Read to find out. // EXPLICIT CONTENT. Started: 05/18/25.

Our Last Dance Behind The Bars | Billie Eilish by _luna_17_10

[g!p] Eveline, an innocent girl who was convicted of a murder she didn't commit and sent to one of California's worst prisons. In this harsh place, she meets a girl named Billie, a prisoner with silver hair and blue eyes, sentenced to death. Although Billie is a fierce criminal, her relationship with Eveline takes an unexpected turn as their lives intertwine in a tale of injustice, survival, and an impossible friendship in a merciless world. Achieved : #1 in billieeilish #1 in billieoconnell #1 in eyes #1 in oconnell #1 in girls #1 in finneas #1 in gxg

Inscrutability •H.S• by Inspired_love_

Harry tilts his head with a chuckle. "Meeting you. Was all I've been waiting for." He steps closer straightening up, my feet were glued to the floor. "So I don't need a girlfriend. I don't need or want to be with anyone else." One of his hands sneaks behind my back pulling me close to his body, my hands land on his chest. "Do you understand what I'm telling you right now?" I blink a few times. Knowing this was a very dangerous conversation to be having. He's only making all of this so much harder. Harry's green eyes beam down to my lips- I push him slightly whispering "Yes." ••• Inscrutability is something Clementine had to learn from the moment she was taken away from her family at only fifteen years old. She was good at it, great in fact. No one could read through that bright beautiful fake smile. No one except him... he saw right through her. No matter what, he will find out the secrets behind that smile. If it was the last thing he done. Cover Credit• @naked_cherry - !!HIGHEST RANKINGS!! #2 harrystylesfanfic #3 1directionfanfic

Death Is My BFFLAD (Book Two Original Series) by katrocks247

(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ************ DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ **** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

TRICKED || KTH FF || DARK MAFIA ROMANCE by Fictionxcreator

*Zach(V)* I was born to rule. I've been the pakhan of bratva since I was nineteen after my old man's death. I've spent my blood and fucking sweat to reach where I am now and I won't allow anyone to change it. Until her. Moya Lisa. My witch. The day she had put her tiny feet in my life, bulldozing in without permission, I knew that meant something. What? I don't fucking know. She's enigma of hell fire and holy water. Once you get close enough, either it'll burn you or soothe your gloomy soul with it's sanctity. And if it means getting burned just to have a taste of her. That's what it is then. I'm not letting her go, not until I get enough of her. Not until I snatch the fucking fire out of her and fill her with my icy coldness. But the question of the century is, Would I ever get enough of her? ----- *Lyra* I only want one thing in my life, okay maybe two. My peace and my music. And that's very fucking hard to get. But whatever it is, it's better then whatever it was. Until one day, I'm pulled back into hell by the devil with ocean blue eyes and hair as dark as ink. I'm not sure what he wants from me, but whatever it is, it's not going to be fucking easy to get. Because I'm not fucking easy to get. Far from it, in fact. While he is the freezing coldness, born to freeze anyone to death. I'm a raging inferno, born and made to burn anybody who tries to get close to me. Even the devil has nightmares. I'll be his. DARK MAFIA ROMANCE. FIRE VS ICE FORCED PROXIMITY ENEMIES TO LOVERS DARK ANTIHERO VS WITTY HEROINE VILLAIN GETS THE GIRL TOUCH HER AND DIE SUSPENSE WARNING ⚠️ IT IS GONNA BE DARK

The Situation by everyone_loves_Harry

A few snippets so far: I felt naked in front of him. He's stripped me bare, pulled back my flesh, cracked open my rib cage to literally have my heart in his hands. He has the power to finish me off with one forceful squeeze or help hold all the pieces together while I work on mending and healing it. **** I take this time to breathe in the stale peacefulness of the room and wait for my body to properly wake up to get started with another day. My thoughts are soon abruptly stopped when I hear heavy breathing next to me, then I can feel the rise and fall of someone's chest and the heaviness of something wrapped around my torso. The imaginary glue in my eyes disappears as they open in a flash. To my utter disbelief and confusion, I find Harry sleeping...in my bed...with me. What, when how...what in the world is happening?! My internal panic worsens when I realize if he's here he saw the broken glass and blood in the room. FUCKING HELL! "Don't freak out, don't freak out," I talk out loud to myself but it's not fucking working. **** Last fucking chance to tell me I'm wrong and you're not hoeing around then sleep in my bed!" I say as harshly as I can. She doesn't say anything, doesn't even bat an eye at what I said. I pick up her phone on my nightstand and throw it at the closed door and watch her body tense up in anger. Her fists are white from how tightly she is clamping her fingers in her palm and her jaw is clenched. "You said it yourself, we're just friends. Friends don't act jealous like this," she quietly speaks. "I am not jealous; I couldn't give a fuck less. Have nothing to be jealous of." She takes a step back like I hit her, I can see her shattering right in front of me. "You know your way out. Get the fuck out of my apartment now," she walks over to grab her phone that bounced off the wall and walks out, she stops before she closes the door all the way.

Beneath the Silence by girlygirlz

Eleanor, 19, is living on borrowed time. She's continuing her studies not out of passion, but more out of survival instinct. Not because she dreams of a brilliant career, but because the idea of failing-and having to go back home-makes her sick. Home is a house full of heavy silences, unspoken blame, and above all, a mother consumed by addiction. Their relationship is an emotional minefield. Though physically distant, Eleanor is never truly free. And every call, every message from her mother threatens to pull her back into the chaos she's desperate to escape. At college, she tries to hang on. Her only support is Wallace, her best friend since middle school. Always there. Tall, protective, destined for a pro career in basketball. Wallace is steady, radiant-the complete opposite of the world Eleanor comes from. He helps her stay afloat. Keeps her from drowning. Until one day, a figure appears in a campus hallway-and everything shifts. Danny Shepard. The name alone freezes her in place. It takes Eleanor a moment to recognize him: the scrawny, furious boy she knew at sixteen has become a man. Calmer. Darker. More... unreadable. After assaulting his sports coach, Danny was sentenced to juvenile detention and vanished for four years. On his return, he was denied entry into the third year of med school. He enrolled elsewhere, at the bottom rung of the university ladder. Where Eleanor studies. And he doesn't recognize her. She, on the other hand, never forgot. The bond they shared-fragile and secret, woven during adolescence through stolen glances and charged silences-left a mark. But Danny seems to have erased her. Why? Has he truly forgotten? Or has he buried that part of his life? Eleanor senses that behind the cold mask, there's a war raging. Repressed memories. A guilt that never properly healed.

Protectors H.S by maddslhorn_x

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Somewhere Between Us by wrizzy_verse

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A Billie Eilish Fanfic - Kidnapped by iheartsexx

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Rumination [h.s]

"Maeve, baby, just give in." // His fingers slowly trace my jaw, while he pepper's kisses to my neck. I run my hands through his brown curly locks. "We can't, you know this. The girls are home an-" He was obviously displeased with what I was saying, so he cuts me off with a passionate kiss, his tongue forcing its way into mouth. "You didn't seem to care last time, what changed, baby?" He mumbles into my lips. "I really fucking hate you." I mumble against his lips. "I know." He mumbles back. ___________________ Maeve Preece - stripper, dancer, sinner. Call her what you want. She's heard it all before. Nights at Sapphire, one of New York City's most infamous strip clubs, blur together in a haze of neon lights, sweaty bills, and cheap perfume. Maeve dances, grinds, and sometimes serves drinks - anything to keep her head above water and her rent paid. Her life is built on survival, not dreams. Until Harry walks in. What started as obsession - the kind that borders on hate - turns into something far messier. One night together becomes two, then three, and so on, until Maeve realizes the one thing she swore would never happen has already begun: she's falling for him. But love doesn't come easy when it's tangled in lies and blood. Because Harry isn't just trouble - he is trouble. A man with a reputation built on fear: drugs, money, murder, theft, and every sin in between. Exactly the kind of life Maeve promised herself she'd never get dragged into again. Now, it's too late. She's already in deep - and the only way out might destroy them both. What happens next? Read to find out. // EXPLICIT CONTENT. Started: 05/18/25.