histórias de Yungblud

The third book in the Screaming in Harmony series Izzy Osbourne-Harrison has survived heartbreak, healing, and everything in between-but nothing could prepare her for the next chapter: motherhood. Now married and newly pregnant, Izzy and her husband Dom (YUNGBLUD to the world, but just "idiot" to her) are building more than just a family. With their wild twin toddlers and a countryside home mid-renovation, the couple is navigating love, chaos, and late-night feedings-sometimes all at once. As cameras roll on their unexpected renovation series, and the world begins to take notice of their growing family, Izzy and Dom fight to keep the sacred parts of their life just for themselves. From diaper explosions and toddler tantrums to barefoot walks through the woods and quiet, sacred nights in the sunroom, Growing Harmony is a raw, hilarious, and emotional continuation of a love story that never plays by the rules. Told with the same chaotic charm and deep emotional punch as Screaming in Harmony and Restoring Harmony, this is a story about growing up without losing yourself, choosing each other over and over again, and finding peace-even in the loudest moments.

Read and find out;)

Dominic Harrison, a shy, young boy obsessed with music, big dreams and a guitar on his back he set out on a mission to provide a safe space for outcasts, just like him. His family and girlfriend by his side, but struggling to commit until one day he blows up overnight, leaving his girlfriend- Emily, who he'd been inseperable with since high school-and everything they made behind. will they rekindle and make up? or will Dom move on leaving heartbroken words and thoughts, and an even more heartbroken girl.

It was supposed to be just another night in Vegas - glitter eyeshadow, loud music, and losing myself in Yungblud's set with my best friend. But then he walked on stage. Sawyer Hill. Long hair, sunshine smile, a voice that hit me harder than the bass. I didn't even know his name until thirty minutes before he stole my entire night. Meeting him after the show should've been a blur, but it wasn't. It was real. I came for the Blud, but I fell for the Hill. Now I can't get him out of my head. His laugh. His words. The way he looked at me like I wasn't just another face in the crowd. I didn't plan on falling for a rockstar. But angels don't ask before they steal your heart.

He was chaos in leather and ink, a stage set on fire, a body worshipped like sin. Years ago, she loved him before the world did. Before the lights. Before the ruin. Now he's back- older, harder, hungry in ways the music can't sate. And when their eyes lock across the noise, it isn't the past that burns between them. It's the promise of something darker. Something reckless. Something that could consume them both. In the shadows of backstage corridors and under the thunder of a thousand voices, desire becomes a language they both remember- feral, aching, unfinished. And this time, he doesn't plan on letting her walk away.

Sequel to tongue tied

Cody Carson is a troubled 18 year old. He's had mental problems for the past six years and dark depression periods and had a "incident" that he was then sent to the Bloomingdale Insane Asylum in New York. In his new world, he meets inmate Dom Harrison who is as crazy as him. They bond over common thoughts and situations in their pasts. They fall into a deep insane love. Will they escape the Asylum? Will they be "CRAZY" lovers who cause chaos together? Guess you gotta read to find out.

Benji, is her name. She hates it, but soon everyone is going to know it. She's missing and her face is all over the town in search for her safe return. But... what if Benji decides she doesn't want to be found? What if her captor has her unexpected love? Read on to find out. **Trigger Warning** ⚠️ Do not read this story if you are triggered easily or don't like the thought of Stockholm Syndrome. ⚠️ This is a thriller/drama. There will be a lot of graphic and adult like elements in this story. Please advise and you have been warned. Furthermore, I would like to note that we all know Dom is a sweet soul and he would never do these things interpreted in this story. This story is purely just for imagination, fun, and something different. I'm a horror freak anyway and love me a good thriller. Some people like this kind of stuff so I'm trying to appeal to other audiences as well. If the description of this story disturbs you (not in a good way), then do not read it. I have many other stories where our Beloved Dom is not a convict. 🖤😍 Thank you. 🖤

Yungblud is a part of the mafia and he kidnaps you.

Alma, a poor girl from the streets in Mexico who bumps into a famous person.Who was a childhood friend And a jealous friend who loved her ever since he,met her,let this slip? and a crazy bitch desperate for love and probably commit murder?

Just some cute loveydovey and sappy Adam x Dom romance stories enjoy.

Yungblud x femme reader Reader gets into a fight at a concert and catches dom's attention, leading to a very fun night First fic, hope you like it :)

"ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʙʟɪɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪɢʜᴛs ᴏғ ʜᴏʟʟʏᴡᴏᴏᴅ."

"Do you know where you are? You're in the jungle baby, your gonna die!" Cain expected life as a musician to be perfect. Not drugs, parties, and weird guys. Guess tv just glamorizes too many things. Like high school, being a teen, and well, being a "successful" musician. Maybe with the help of Colson baker and friends, she can get over the sad shit and just enjoy herself

yungblud eats you out and fucks you senseless. yungblud sex. short and sweet. just some fun. kinky hot and sweaty 😝 also spoiler: PINK PUBES 😏😏🤩🤩💖💖

this is just a collection of song lyrics that hit me the hardest

just pictures of someone I admire!

𝐏𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐔𝐓𝐒, jaden hossler " jae i'm terrified of the changes " started: february 22, 2022 finished: tbd © -MAINSTREAMSELLOUT

"Baby, you know that if another guy does so much as look at you the wrong way, you need to tell me." "I know daddy." "Good girl."

we all know dominic harrison could fucking snap our necks and sell our souls to a bunch of small british children and we would still be proud to be in the same room as him. smut/fluff/angst