Angel Eyes
  • Reads 25,283
  • Votes 1,099
  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 44m
  • Reads 25,283
  • Votes 1,099
  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 44m
Ongoing, First published Feb 16, 2016
Angelina Meyer left her homeland of Cape Town, South Africa bound for Los Angeles and a new beginning; little did she know that fresh start would include the relationship of her lifetime. Being an intelligent, independent businesswoman she had intended the journey to be one of professional satisfaction and personal growth, but never imagined she would find the man of her dreams to boot. She was aesthetically beautiful and comfortable in her own skin so she seldom fell into the trap of female cattiness, what she hadn't expected was that confidence to be tested on a global scale.

Harry Styles just entered the second phase of his career with worldwide musical sensations One Direction. In fact that chapter didn't really include the band, but set him on a journey of self-discovery both as an artist and a man. He was internationally famous and in some respects in relation to his public image unjustifiably infamous. In deference to the masses that thought they knew him there was actually a miniscule number of people close enough to actually know the real him. After one fateful stroll on a beach in the moonlight that number was increased by one.......by The One.
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add Angel Eyes to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016 by Krystal_Grace
102 parts Complete
I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.
You may also like
Slide 1 of 10
Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016 cover
Stay with Me (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction) cover
Stupid To Fall For You ~ Harry Styles ~ cover
Look at Me - H.S. cover
Harry Styles Fanfiction - Remember Me? cover
The Dream That Lasted Forever (A Harry Styles FanFic) *Complete* cover
harry styles x reader cover
The Fulfillment cover
𝗔𝗗𝗒π—₯π—˜ 𝗬𝗒𝗨, 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 π—Œπ—π—’π—…π–Ύπ—Œ cover
Rough and Roughly Yours cover

Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016

102 parts Complete

I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.