Harry Smiles//harry styles fanfiction/2016
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Bound
"Teach me what it's like," she whispered suddenly. "Teach you what?" he asked softly, even though he already understood. Her eyes lifted to his-glimmering with softness, fear, and longing. The kind that came from a lifetime of being told she was too little or too much, never enough, always less. She wore the jewelry like it was made for her... yet she still doubted she deserved it. "To be yours," she breathed. "Teach me how to be yours." For a moment, silence hung between them like a breath held too long. Then he moved-swiftly, fluidly-his body shifting with purpose. In the blink of an eye, he was seated on the edge of the bed, while she now stood before him again. The change was subtle, yet seismic. He hadn't touched her, but she felt it-the shift in gravity, the way the space around them thickened with unspoken expectation. His eyes had changed and she'd never seen this type of look in any man before. Not just desire or affection, but an unflinching authority. Pure, unshakable dominance. It wasn't cruel or oppressive. No-this was different. This was power rooted in restraint. "Relinquishing control in a BDSM relationship isn't a sign of weakness," he said, his voice a rich baritone laced with command. "It requires immense strength and confidence. To kneel before someone not out of obligation, but by choice... that is power most people will never understand." His tone was unhurried, meant to teach. "Most of the world hides behind masks, terrified of being seen, of giving in to their truth. But with me," he said, "you'll be free. In our world, there is no shame-only the liberation of surrender." Victoria's heartbeat was a cacophony in her ears. Still, she didn't look away. She couldn't. "Our bond will be forged in trust and surrender," he continued and the hunger in his gaze left no doubt: she belonged to him tonight. And William? He intended to savor every second. "Is that what you want?" he asked, one final time for the night.
Bits & Pieces
"I must have loved you once upon a time. Amnesia has come and clouded my mind." -The Tubes, AmnesiaComplete
Bright Blood
I inhaled her scent, making sure she wasn't on anything that I wouldn't want in my system, letting the sweet scent of her blood call to my hidden fangs. They descended and I nuzzled my way down her neck, teasing the flesh above the sweet spot before sinking my teeth into her, letting just a small taste of her blood touch my tongue. I savoured it, letting the flavours tell me all about her diet and health. Deciding that she was satisfactory, I allowed her blood to flow freely into my mouth while I held her still with one hand and... ********** Cover from Google Images ⚠️ 18+ only or read at your own risk Very mature and sexual content and language 63k wordsComplete
Tempting Jocelyn
WARNING: EXCERPT ONLY! "And you smell delicious too." He whispered beside my ear. "Like honey and cinnamon were mixed to create a scent so irresistible. Do you know these two combined are great for the immune system?" He hummed against my neck, sending goosebumps all over my skin. "Fuck you." I managed to get out, glancing at him behind me. I felt his lips tilt up in a smile against my neck before he moved up to nibble at my earlobe. "That'll be nice." He chuckled in a deep sexy voice that rumbles from his chest to my body. "But some other time. Now..." His hot tongue comes out to lap at my neck in slow strokes. I bit down on my bottom lip to stop the moan that was about to break free. "I'm hungry." He darkly announced. Jocelyn, born from a witch family, had no powers making her an outcast among witches. She is determined to make it through life on her own, but then she runs into Sebastian, a vampire who develops a sudden interest in her and has a strange addiction to her blood. However, even though Jocelyn is not new to the supernatural world, it's not easy for her to accept she's supposed to spend eternity with a blood-sucking demon! What's more, humans are being murdered mysteriously, and Jocelyn starts to have visions of their deaths. Dive into a tale of mystery, romance, suspense, drama, and excitement. "Maybe that's why I was gifted with this power!" I screamed at her, but she laughed in return. "Oh, honey. Your powers aren't a gift. It's a curse."Complete
Devil At The Table
It was those damn eyes. That charming smile and that smirk that got me. That confidence, that swagger...Him. He was the Devil at the table and day by day I was lured into his home, Hell.Complete
Intoxicated
I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for pain but nothing happen. He froze smelling me. He pulled away with his eyes wide. He looked my over in shock and I looked at him confused. What was going on? "It's you" he stated. "You're the one"Complete
A Human in the I Taskforce?! I don't think so
Victoria, she's gotten used to that name. It was hundreds of years since her real name's been used, and considering how she left home, it wasn't surprising. She'd more or lessed come to peace with her past, she'd recently left her life as an assasin for hire and was working in an elite taskforce of 'harmless' looking teenagers. Only, like her, they all had their dark pasts and thier abilities. Life was finally settling down, friends and a safe home was an added comfort she hadn't had in a while. It was near perfect. Until her previous life found her. Then nothing was perfect, and it probably never would be again.Complete
Look After You //One Direction au DISCONTINUED
"Don't worry Jamie I will keep you safe,I will protect you,and I will Look After You I promise."he said and kissed my head.With all this shit going on I'm scared,Heck Scared was just an understatement but with Harry beside me I felt in a way safe yet worried,I just hope he keeps his promise... ({[DISCONTINUED]})Complete
"Teach me what it's like," she whispered suddenly. "Teach you what?" he asked softly, even though he already understood. Her eyes lifted to his-glimmering with softness, fear, and longing. The kind that came from a lifetime of being told she was too little or too much, never enough, always less. She wore the jewelry like it was made for her... yet she still doubted she deserved it. "To be yours," she breathed. "Teach me how to be yours." For a moment, silence hung between them like a breath held too long. Then he moved-swiftly, fluidly-his body shifting with purpose. In the blink of an eye, he was seated on the edge of the bed, while she now stood before him again. The change was subtle, yet seismic. He hadn't touched her, but she felt it-the shift in gravity, the way the space around them thickened with unspoken expectation. His eyes had changed and she'd never seen this type of look in any man before. Not just desire or affection, but an unflinching authority. Pure, unshakable dominance. It wasn't cruel or oppressive. No-this was different. This was power rooted in restraint. "Relinquishing control in a BDSM relationship isn't a sign of weakness," he said, his voice a rich baritone laced with command. "It requires immense strength and confidence. To kneel before someone not out of obligation, but by choice... that is power most people will never understand." His tone was unhurried, meant to teach. "Most of the world hides behind masks, terrified of being seen, of giving in to their truth. But with me," he said, "you'll be free. In our world, there is no shame-only the liberation of surrender." Victoria's heartbeat was a cacophony in her ears. Still, she didn't look away. She couldn't. "Our bond will be forged in trust and surrender," he continued and the hunger in his gaze left no doubt: she belonged to him tonight. And William? He intended to savor every second. "Is that what you want?" he asked, one final time for the night.
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