*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

They never told you that the monster under your bed could have a set of beautiful forest green eyes and an angelic smile. -a story in which a girl is taken by a notorious gang member that lives beneath the world's feet. THIS IS A TRILOGY BOOK (1/3) *COMPLETED* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles #1 in fanfiction #1 in one direction NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS FOR THIS OR THE REST OF THE TRILOGY! MATURE READ! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me. "Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret. "And what?" "Don't worry about it." THIS BOOK IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION! The characters in it are in NO way a representation of the people chosen to play them. It is merely a story, and they fit the physical description best for their characters. The characters I have created are completely fictional, and in no way relate to my thoughts and or feelings about the people I have chosen to play said characters! || THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hs -#1 in fiction -#1 in racing -#1in dragracing -#2 in harrystyles -#4 in youngadult -#5 in onedirection -#19 in cars -#31 in gangs -#57 in fighting -#64 in harry -#111 in drama -#461 in love

Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]

Okay, so maybe lecture hall proximity and roast calibre weren't the only reasons for your frequent visits to this particular coffee shop. Maybe there was a certain brown eyed brunette who worked there, and maybe he always gave you two stamps on your loyalty card instead of one, and maybe you liked watching his back muscles shift under his stupidly tight t-shirt while he pumped sweet vanilla syrup into your cup. Maybe. Pairing/AU: University AU - Student!Tom Holland x Student!Female Reader Updates: Sundays Series Warnings: Mature Themes - swearing, alcohol consumption, drunken behaviour, implied and explicit sexual content, description of injuries, questionable caffeine-intake levels, social media

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

2 Underground Boxers. Biggest underground competition in Chicago. Both are the ones to watch, expected to win. Bet on by everyone who knows of the league. Neither can afford to lose. One champion. Only one problem: they fall for each other. This story is not meant for anyone under the age of 18. It contains smut and heavy topics. This story is set to mature for a reason. If you are under 18, don't read, please. If I see that you're under 18 and still interacting with this story, I will block you. -------------------------------------- I don't know Tom personally nor I own him. What's written is just fiction and should be thought of as such. I do not directly associate the actions, activities, or emotions with Tom himself. He is being used here as a character should be thought of such. --------------------------------- This story is also being posted to MY AO3 under starksparker This story is also being posted to MY Tumblr under starksparker ----------------------------------- The work here is mine and under no circumstance does anyone have permission to repost to any platform, distribute with credit, or distribute as their own. Do not repost. Do not claim as your own. Do not repost with "credit".

//"Falling asleep that night? Hard. Waking up? Harder. Tom Holland's dic-"\\ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ //"Go on! Tell me!!" A tear ran down his cheek. "What's the worst that could happen?!" You didn't say anything for a bit, until you finally mustered up the courage to tell him. You had to at some point. "Us." "What do you mean?" "Tom. I'm..."\\ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒂 𝒕𝒓𝒚...𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕. {𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕: 𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝔼𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕙, 2019} {ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕕: 𝕋𝔹𝔻} Cover by @bloodyglued <3 🅜🅔🅔🅣 🅣🅞🅜: 🅒🅗🅐🅟🅣🅔🅡 🅔🅘🅖🅗🅣 ~«~Highest Rankings~»~ #1 - 𝚃𝚘𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 #1 - 𝚃𝚘𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚇 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 #1 - 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 #1 - 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙶𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚃𝚘 𝙷𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 #4 - 𝚃𝚘𝚖-𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 #5 - 𝙵𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 #7 - 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 I'm annoying, I know. Read anyway?

(Y/N) (Y/L/N). Full-time Student at the University of the Arts London for Film and Television. Role model student - with a tendency to overuse sarcasm and to start laughing in the wrong situations. You were never late and never hungover, and you sure as hell tried your best to stay out of boy trouble. Especially if the boy trouble involved Harrison Osterfield and Tom Holland. Harrison Osterfield. Part-time student at the University of the Arts London for Film and Television and part-time hype man for his best friend Tom Holland. There usually wasn't a day where Harrison didn't show up late and hungover to class, making everyone wonder why he was there in the first place. What happens when both of these worlds collide?