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  • QUARTER-LIFE | HS
    2.3K 85 9

    Harry's always been very sure of himself and yet, he finds himself hitting a plateau. Quarter-life crises are supposed to be easy, right?

  • not a bad thing || h.s. au
    168K 5.9K 30

    the fake marriage (or is it really fake) au

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  • Kissing Is the Easy Part
    31.5M 1.2M 74

    {a Wattpad featured story} Flora is afraid being beautiful is her only talent. Some of the words she hates include economy class, second-hand clothes, and budget. She likes fashion, dating, not being on time and getting what she wants - until she meets Sean, who is like the clock striking midnight; he makes all her...

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  • Kisses and Other Necessities
    3.9M 125K 16

    《 Sequel to Kissing Is the Easy Part 》 High school sweethearts Flora and Sean went through the most horrible kind of breakup - the kind where they were both still disastrously and irreversibly in love with each other.

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  • Vo'ke
    5.6K 216 15

    The wolf comes at night, a looming beast with glowing eyes. The howl is unmistakable, a forlorn wail that resounds in the Ozark backwoods for miles, startling those who hear it. The people of the Osage reservation have taken to locking their doors and windows during the full moon, but after the Blood Moon Massacre, th...

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  • silver springs {h.s. au}
    6.5K 445 11

    A (kinda) short story about tattoos, the photographs you keep, comeback records, and what comes after. ~a post break up au~

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  • Higher Feeling
    145K 4.8K 27

    Harry reached out and tucked my hair behind my ear. The tender gesture was followed by his soft lips brushing against mine. "You alright, Angel?" I smiled sleepily, his familiar husky voice soothing the residual anxiety from my bad dream. Harry frowned. "Sasha?" "I'm alright." I shuffled closer to him under the duvet...

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  • Pure Feeling
    484K 13.2K 27

    He commanded the room the moment he entered it. He walked with a long stride and his shoulders square and all eyes, male or female, were drawn to him. There was no mistaking who he was as he crossed the reception area and entered the office where I was sitting with my boss. My knees trembled as I rose to m...

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