❝ 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 ❞ Maya just started working for EMI record company as soon as she's put incharge of the Arctic Monkeys who are supposed to be making their best album yet called AM. Everyone has warned her about Alex Turner, the lead singer of the band. If she does not want to get fired she must not engage with any sorts of relationship with Alex apart from a friendship, but will this be possible since Alex is known to charm every girl he meets? Will Maya manage to be the first girl to catch feelings for him or will she fall for him? warning : fluff and smut ( I'm sorry if I make any mistakes regarding time lines or events because I'm not that familiar with the history of the Arctic Monkeys I'll do my best with researching :) )

|CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT| "When I first saw you The end was soon To Bethlehem it slouched And then it must've caught a good look at you" -NFWMB Evil; profoundly immoral and wicked. There are things in this world that are bad and then there are things that are truly evil. Sinister. Instances where something is so immoral that someone pure and clean has no mind to comprehend that someone can commit such an act. But there are some who can. Those who have that evilness inside them, that blackness in their hearts. They bring about destruction, devastation, wherever they go. The only thing left behind when they leave is chaos. What they had was a love no one could understand. So rooted in their twisted minds that only they could appreciate it. Every step they took together left the world in pieces around them. Two dark hearts made for the other, and only each other. Evil. Sinister. Destruction. Devastation. Desolation.

***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

* THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* Please refer to the list of possible triggers and kinks. Harry Styles. Twenty-Five. Green eyes. One hundred and ninety-six pounds. Six foot even or one hundred and eighty-seven centimetres. Born to Anne Cox and Desmond Styles. Parents whereabouts unknown. No known surviving family. Styles is best with guns, poison and the concealment of his victims for none have been found. || Astar works with MI6 as a secret undercover agent, taking on a new identity to try and infiltrate the Devil's Tribe. Will she be successful? Will she be able to go through all of the hardships? Will she follow the rules or fall apart somewhere along the way? STARTED: FEBRUARY 2021 FINISHED: FEBRUARY 2022

"You're drunk. You're always drunk. You can't keep coming here." "I didn't know where else to go."