"A killer who is afraid of guns and another who is afraid of the dark, huh? Quite the team." ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Cleo knows what she's capable of and how good she is at her job... only this kind of job includes murder and torture. She's been in this business along with her family for a while now to know how things work. She has her share of enemies and a body count that keeps growing, but what could possibly happen if her next job involved someone she hated profoundly? Someone that she had tried and is still trying to kill now? Harry is just as dangerous as her and they have a past... their families go a long way back and they know better than to interfere with each other's business. Nothing good could happen if they crossed paths... and that's exactly what is going to happen. ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ *This is NOT my original work, this is a reupload! * Spotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3yTXKUa4dqvenOkJzMpyo7?si=ZgBNBNVVTaCCkRoFWbtKdw&pi=u-aoIbo3iIRpqx

Genevieve and Harry have the perfect life together. Until Harry gets the opportunity of a lifetime to tour around the world. Without any warning, he ups and leaves his life behind. After three years, he's ready to come home. What happens when he finds out there was someone waiting for him all along? Will Genevieve let him back into her life after everything he put her through? (This is a dadrry fic. If pregnancy plots are not your thing, this story might not be for you!) started: January 9th, 2022

𝗜𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵, 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗩𝗲𝗿𝗮 𝗴𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗮 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗦𝘁𝘆𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗲𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁. 𝗖𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗕𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘀𝗵 𝗺𝗲𝗻. all the pictures belong to their rightful owners and i don't own them warning - adult/strong language social media x real life started - dec 26 2021 ended - jan 13 2023

[completed] Two five year olds, two single parents - one plan. ©2014 TypicalFangirlx all rights reserved.

COMPLETED Janie is dreading the future, but the real world is calling her. After accepting that a career as a songwriter just won't work out, she gears up to teach music to second graders in her small town. Then, she meets Harry. Harry is trying to forget the past, but his label is calling and awaiting a new album. He doesn't want to talk about it and especially doesn't want to write about it. Then, he meets Janie.

A one night stand with Harry Styles: What's the worst that can happen?

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

Taking place in the summer of 1978, the story follows 18-year-old aspiring music journalist, nicknamed Goldie, tasked with following up-and-coming UK rock band - The Orphans - while they do their first tour of the U.S. New to life on the road, Goldie befriends Orphan's front man Harry Styles, a handsome narcissist with an addictive personality. "You have to be a bastard to make it, and that's a fact." - John Lennon ➝ TRAILER: https://youtu.be/Oy8ixhAodNQ

We're all mad here, it's Wonderland. ~ Harry latches onto my passionate on-beat arms as he keeps me from moving forward. "Are you fuckin' mad?" He grits through his teeth. "I'm in Wonderland, Pretty Boy," I throw my free arm in the air, motioning to the surrounding world. "Of course, I've gone a little mad." He flips me around as the level of infuriation rises throughout his clenched jaw, trying to remain composed. "Don't try and be something you're not, Presley." I rip away from his hold, furrowing my brows from the curt statement, the honest revelation that should've just stayed within his mind. "We'll never be the heroes, and you know that," he says, colder than the Arctic's towering waves. "We'll never win." We'll never find Purple. Purple, the color of the Star-Crossed Lovers.

18+ / Very Mature "Madison." "I need you." My voice is thick with emotion, quivering slightly at the thought of rejection. I didn't know if Harry wanted to take this further, if I was the only one feeling this level of longing. He takes his forehead away from mine and stares into my eyes, brows furrowed, "You need me?" His voice was full of disbelief, like the thought that I was pining for him in that way was impossible. "I need you." I repeat unwaveringly.