until Elizabeth Bennet. Elizabeth's heart beats fast when she encounters the prideful Mr. Darcy in a vulnerable moment at Rosings Lake. However, her curiosity soon leads her into hot water with the man himself. Stunned by the feelings he ignites within her, Elizabeth runs -- only to find Darcy in hot pursuit. Darcy's waited a long time for his moment. Now that it's in front of him, he's willing to do whatever it takes to make Elizabeth his. Stealing Lizzy is a standalone novel-length Pride & Prejudice variation. It contains sensual scenes that require smelling salts for those of a sensitive nature.

    Includes some brief details of his three months without her after he comes home from UtM and some improvised scenes, but most of it concerns his time with Feyre.~~~~~~~~~~~ACOMAF Part 2.1: The House of Wind (Rhys POV) by illyriantremorsChapters 14-27 of ACOMAF from Rhysand's POV.Starting with Chapter 14: Rhys brings Feyre to Velaris after saving her from Tamlin's prison in the Spring Court. His inner circle crashes their brief landing in Rhys's townhouse, sending Feyre upstairs. Downstairs, Rhys chats with his family and learns about another temple raid from Azriel.~~~~~~~~~~~ACOMAF Part 2.2: The House of Wind Cont'd (Rhys POV) by illyriantremorsChapters 28-40 of ACOMAF from Rhys's POV.Beginning with Rhys and Feyre's return from visiting her sisters, and following through the trip to the Summer Court and the first visit from the mortal queens.~~~~~~~~~~~ACOMAF Part 2.3: The House of Wind Cont'd (Rhys POV) by illyriantremorsChapters 41-51 of ACOMAF from Rhysand's POV.Kicking off with Rhys's decision to steal the Veritas and subsequent hesitation over the role Feyre will play if she goes with him to the Court of Nightmares.~~~~~~~~~~~ACOMAF Part 3.1: The House of Mist (Rhys POV) by illyriantremorsChapters 52-56 of ACOMAF from Rhys's POV.Starting with his recovery after being shot down by Hybern while Feyre takes time away.

    "I don't even especially mind belonging to you most of the time," he closes his eyes and just breathes for a bit, savoring not being in pain. Finally he adds, "Just… try to take better care of your toys." Dark Dramione.Words: 183,830 complete

    However, instead of dying like she was supposed to, Delilah finds herself at Hogwarts in 1943. She tries to tread carefully, but Tom Riddle is not someone so easily ignored.Available to Read on: Wattpad, ao3 under user: iimplicitt

    What starts out as a one time mistake soon becomes a full-blown affair with a deadline; the day their children say 'I do'. But things rarely go according to plan.

    Apparently.

    Louis is the concertmaster of the London Symphony Orchestra, Harry is the New! and Exciting! interim conductor/ex-cello prodigy who "has made Mozart cool again" according to Esquire Magazine (Louis hates him immediately, which is definitely why he internet stalked him in his dark bedroom late at night that one time), and Niall is the best. Zayn and Liam are around too.Don't hum Bolero.

    We're not talking lately.Don't you call her what you used to call me...A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them."Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin.

    What do you think would happen if you started seeing glimpses through your soulmate's eyes, knowing you're due to meet them in a week?

    Black's bookshop -- until Sirius realises what the Dursleys are doing to him, and takes him away from their care.

    "my pretty paper doll."and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't.okay, maybe a little.

    But John has a secret of his own... Hurt/Comfort, Romance. Slash. Words: 101,650 complete

    he didn't have much regard for what he left behind - a life, a family, and a husband, who woke up one morning to find him gone.now, harry has everything he could possibly want: he's rich, famous, and adored by everyone he meets, including his boyfriend. but when said boyfriend proposes to him, he's forced to face the uncomfortable facts of his past - and louis, who's spent the last five years returning every set of divorce papers harry sent him.(or, an au based on the movie sweet home alabama.)

    A Harry Styles Fanfiction"I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons." - Christopher Poindexter

    “I didn't mean what I said a few weeks ago to like, hurt your feelings or anything. If you like painting your nails, then you should do that, and not like, care if anyone else doesn't like it because their opinions shouldn't matter, you know?” Louis takes a breath, finally glancing over to see the boy wide-eyed and pink-cheeked. On a whim, he adds, “And like, I noticed you scraping it off and you haven't been wearing any and I think you should because that's what you like.”or an au where harry paints his nails and drinks strawberry milk and is too nervous for it to be nothing and louis' just trying to figure out whats wrong with himPart 2: 'Cause All That You Are Is All That I'll Ever NeedStrawberry milk layers their upper lips, and they giggle and lick it off of each other. They taste it in each others mouths when they kiss; it's on their tongues, and filling their tummies. There are seven cartoons in the fridge, with 1 out that they keep pouring into shot glasses. They give each other a ‘cheers!’ and tip it down their throats. Instead of burning their mouths, it wipes away the sting that is already inside of them.(Harry still has days when he needs to feel good on the inside. Louis can see it in his eyes, and on these days, Louis needs it too. Maybe just as much.)or the strawberry milk sequel; where harry still needs help, louis' trying to give it to him, liam rents a van, zayns a bit protective of his best mate, and nialls there to tie it all together.Part 3: Lumiere, Darling