Resolution is the story of when a chemical, strictly-physical relationship evolves into something so heart-wrenchingly real that Harry and Halle's worlds are changed forever. If you want to feel, really feel, read it. WARNING: Extremely explicit sexuality. Please only read if you are comfortable with mature content. All Rights Reserved to styleslegend, 2018 ©

"Are you scared Arabelle?" He whispered in my ear, our body's two inches apart. My body shook in fear as his hand was wrapped around my throat. I choked back a sob as the tears continuously flowed down my cheeks. My heart beating so fast, I feared that he could hear it. The evil smirk on his face chilling my entire body. __________________________________ Nobody knows what life has in store for us. Sometimes someone can walk into your life and make it better. Or, they can destory everything you've ever known. 17 year old Arabelle is faced with a hard decision when she is taken from her home, by one confusing, mysterious boy. The truth becomes unraveled and the ground that Arabelle had been walking on for all her life seems to crumble before her. Will she decide to leave the troubled boy and her broken life behind her, and look for a new one? Or will she try to fix what's broken? An Harry Styles fanfic.

Harry Styles, most feared business man in the world, is starting to lose his mind. Freshly divorced and with no one to watch his 3 year old daughter Serenity, he had no choice but to start bringing her with him to work. Little did he know that his invisible secretary Emerald Summers would become much more visible in his life. Becoming his Little Darling.

M A L E V O L E N T (adjective) : having or showing a wish to do evil to others. "she was an angel, touched by the devil he was the devil, touched by an angel" When Harry becomes leader of "The Vipers", he doesn't expect his hardest mission to be a fiery brunette sat in a coffee shop. all rights reserved to bbypinkstyles

"So," he looks at me nonchalantly. "So what?" I shift onto my other foot. "Are you getting in the chair or not?" He looks down at the worn leather chair. My eyes go wide and I scoff, "W-what?" "You wanna talk, right? Well I only talk to paying customers so," He grabs the tattoo gun and turns it on. It's buzz fills the room as panic begins to fill me, "What's it gonna be today?" He smirks, his eyes raking up and down my body.