![Musk [h.s]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/45194293-256-k386129.jpg)
Musk [h.s]
- Reads 23
- Votes 0
- Parts 3
MatureOngoing18m
Last published Sat, Jul 25, 2015
Have you ever walked into a place and it has smelt like home? Well the bookshop was that place for me, the musky smell which hit you ever so slightly as you walked in yet still lingered on your clothes, even after you'd been away for a few days.
Moving away from home is hard and so when you fine home in a certain place or person it is very special and it is hard to detach yourself.
I found home in the bookshop and the boy with the dark curly hair who worked there, and for me, he was special.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Silence covers lies
I have recently moved to a big city and I don't like it. It is the exact place where you can feel like an insect. Every building is like a beehive and no creature differs from another. We all think about ourselves as unique which makes no-one special really, but calms the soul. Makes us believe that eventually something great has to come our way. Movies always have a happy ending in the sleeve for the main character. If cities are full of people feeling like protagonists then who deserves to be in a fairytale? I am here because I thought I had it all figured out. Successful boyfriend and a study place at university, but it was all set to collapse.Complete
Candle - A Harry Potter (Oc) Story
BTW: this story is a DRAFT it's not the best and have MANY spelling errors. I don't post every week and sometimes takes me months to start Writing again. It's posted for my friend that I made this with bc were far from one another. These stories will be Edited in the future, no hate please. Thank you. Story: A story that me and my friend made by a candle that we thought Fred Weasley would smell like lmao. A.J. and Shay, two best friends who were hanging out who loved the Harry Potter movies. The two were basically sibling and one nice, in the trailer the two were sleeping over. They were in the bed but a storm hit and lightning stuck with someone standing at the door. Tall man with fluffy hair. He told the two that they made a mistake and that those two need to come to their real school Hogwarts. The two agreed and set off to their dream. The wizarding world to live out their dreams together, fight, love and make friends with everyone. Started in: Sept 1st, 2021 Published in: Oct 11, 2022 Ended in: N/A
ππ πππππ ππ
ε½Όγ―η§γε·γ€γγ | ππ πππππ ππ β ( yandere bullies x fem! reader ) β β β β β₯ ππ§ π°π‘π’ππ‘, two boys begin abusing and tormenting a girl for one reason, and one reason only: they want her every waking hour consumed by them until there's nothing left β β β β βΊ mature themes and language βΊ started: july 30, 2021 βΊ republished: july 22, 2024 βΊ ended: aug 30, 2024 βΊ status: completed β β β β πππππππ ππππππππ #1 - twistedromance #1 - twisted #1 - yandere #1 - yanderexreader #1 - manipulation #1 - bully #1 - bullying #1 - obsession #1 - obsessive #1 - darklove #1 - psychological #2 - loneliness #2 - popular #3 - blood #3 - possessive #5 - horror #5 - slowburn #9 - blackmail #10 - charming #11 - stalker β β β β ππππππππ πππππ ππ Ald815Complete
Antonio's Girl
Let me go, I have to get back to school. I said feeling scared as he was touching my hair and smelling me. I'll see you soon baby girl, very soon he whispered in my ear, letting me go, I ran back to school on time for my second class. where were you. Raven asked I was looking for you after math class I went to a cafe, that all I told her and focused on the lesson.Complete
Whispers in the Walls
They told me the house was empty. That the boy I was supposed to care for wasn't real. Just a doll. Just a job. But then I heard things. Felt things. The whispers in the walls, the way the air shifted like someone was always watching me. I should be scared. I should leave. But there's something about him-something that keeps pulling me back. Maybe it's the loneliness in his voice. Or the way he lingers in the shadows, waiting for me to see him. All I know is... I don't think I want to run anymore.Complete
Beautifully Obsessed
He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.Complete
Silent Heroes: Wildcat
"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.Complete
Promising Young Woman
β β β So... is this the part where I find myself? β β β A/N: I need you guys to reload my book and check to see how some of the chapters have been edited, recreated and permanently removed. Thank you for reading my book and for also being patient with me as I advert my attention from updating my pending Wattpad stories to my studies and personal life. @Officially_Mivs_Complete
Sallow's Soft Side-10 Years Later
It's been 10 years since your last day at Hogwarts. You finished your last two years of Magic School at Beauxbaton's, and now you're the proud owner of your very own Herbology Market: The Silent Mandrake. You thought it was a cheeky way to draw customers in-and it works as you've been able to expand your store to offer more than just seeds and plants. You carry planters, potions, and a few enchanted decorations you handmade yourself. You live with your boyfriend of three years, which is going fine, but you admit only to yourself that the spark just isn't there. There's clearly something missing from this relationship, but you're not sure what. If your experiences have taught you anything, it's that more often than not, things are not what they seem.Complete
open-minded (draco x reader)
who else loves the smell of a new book or is it just me that kid at the back of ur class that spends the day smelling her book, new title, new cover, new description, new chapters, and the old ones too, just changed some of them quite a bit, if u think you've read it before well u haven'tComplete
I have recently moved to a big city and I don't like it. It is the exact place where you can feel like an insect. Every building is like a beehive and no creature differs from another. We all think about ourselves as unique which makes no-one special really, but calms the soul. Makes us believe that eventually something great has to come our way. Movies always have a happy ending in the sleeve for the main character. If cities are full of people feeling like protagonists then who deserves to be in a fairytale? I am here because I thought I had it all figured out. Successful boyfriend and a study place at university, but it was all set to collapse.
More detailsContent Guidelines