A collection of chapters written from Harry's POV including never before seen chapters that were not included in Cherry.. This story will not be a carbon copy to the original. You will hear and see and read new things. You will fall in love, feel heartbreak, happiness, love, loss. You'll relive it and live it over again for the first time. Enjoy. Xx Emma. (Happy 10 million cherry babies!)

Accused serial killer Harry styles, gets sent to prison for life. A Stanford student, Althea is an assigned lawyer for Harry's case . Will it workout between them or go terribly wrong.. Enemies to lovers

!THIS BOOK IS BEING LEFT UNCOMPLETED! Please see the author's note at the end of chapter 23 for more info. Melanie works at a small, cosy cafe. She's quiet, mostly shy but puts on a confident mask for work. She has no social skills generally in day to day life, but she manages to be one of the best when it comes to customer service; using a plastic smile slapped across her face. Only having one actual best friend and not the greatest family relationships, she doesn't have much support for her passions. With a tiny impulse decision, she doesn't even realise how much of a rollercoaster she's buckled herself into. Those damn green eyes.

*Story containes MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* THIS IS A SEQUEL / PART 2. Read "Stall" before this book, unless you just like spoiling things for yourself. If that's the case, you do you boo. "Something can be both delicate and violent" *** Harry lowers his eyes at me as he backs me up against the wall, the red lighting only making him look more menacing "You wanted the bad guy Abby? Wanted the villain?" My heart his running a hundred mile an hour when my breathing hitches in my throat as his hand comes up to wrap his long fingers tight around my jaw forcing me to look him in the eye. "Well now you've got him" He leans his face close to mine, his voice dropping to a low warning murmur that has my stomach hitting the floor. "...Run little mouse" *** BOOK STARTED JULY 1 2019 COMPLETED JULY 2021

"tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe." well, this is it. the sun and the moon. complete opposites. one formed from the collapse of its own being. one formed from a collison of two planets that weren't meant to be. live by the sun, love by the moon. tw: mature content, anxiety attacks, depression, (mentions of) suicide, self harm, ed.

"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!

Aspiring writer Harry Styles is losing his hope as he realizes he has nothing real to write about, that is until Joy comes into his passionless life and makes a big mess out of it. Or A story that tells of love amongst other things, but will never truly be a love story. _____ "But it has finally hit me: she is neither a concept nor a symbol nor a metaphor. She actually exists: she has warm flesh and a spirit that moves." -Haruki Murakami ♧ book cover: @juliforbes ♧