It wouldn't make much of a difference if he was actually sitting there with two gnarled horns twisting from his skull or if he had the tail to go with it, the pointed arrowhead tip flicking deviously as he schemed and spread his legs. Smoothing his hands down his suited thighs, he'd tell me just what he wanted, and I'd drop to my knees just for him, only for him. He still possessed an awful persona that gave off the illusion that he really was the devil in disguise, his twisted personality making up his twisted way of life. He had the slender fingers with the metal rings wrapped regally around each one, he had the manipulation card tucked away in the breast pocket of every expensive suit jacket he dawned, and he had the dirtiest tongue I'd ever heard words roll off of. But this story isn't about him. It's about me. Who knew that all along, underneath all that ballsy bravado and superior god complex was a beating heart? A beating heart that had a chain wrapped around it and a manicured hand grasping that chain, giving it a teasing tug once in a while. Because, at the end of the day, a way to a man's heart is through his woman... and me? I'm the Devil's bitch baby.

"But, Harry, I'm seventeen- your my dad's boss..." "But, baby girl, I don't care." •sexual themes •drugs •violence S/O to @christykitten for making this amazing cover for me... Sequel to 'Seventeen' coming soon

|✓Completed.| |Mature Content(18+).| She was a porcelain doll placed in his calloused hands, fragile and pure. He broke her. She fixed him. First Chapter // 15.10.18 Last Chapter // 01.06.20 @ 243K Trailer // 03.06.20 by @-hopperstyles Achievements : #1 in "boxerharry" - 19.10.19 #1 in "harrystylesfanfiction" - 29.10.19 • 100K - 2.11.19 #1 in "boxing" - 11.03.2020 #2 in "maturethemes" - 15.03.2020 Copyright 2018 © [[ Word Count : 100 000 - 120 000]]

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Harry breaks up with his boyfriend a day before Valentine's Day and Louis tries to cheer him up.

{SEQUEL TO MALIGNANT AND HIDEAWAY} MATURE READ! (18+) "Lay one finger on my daughter and I'll have you destroyed before the hours up." Harry and Amelia were ready to start the rest of their lives together, but what happens when the demons of his past hold them back? (BOOK 3/3) COMPLETED #1 in harrystyles #1 in onedirection ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///

BOOK 2/3 OF MALIGNANT SERIES (MATURE READ!) "We need to go, they're coming for us." He yells over the rain that's slapping repetitively against the cement. "For us?" I begin until he grabs my hand and pulls me down the road. "For you, Amelia. They want you. But they can't have you." "W-why?" I swallow the lump in my throat. "Because what's mine, is mine." Harry and Amelia's developed relationship has been tested to many extents, but what happens when their choices have made them both the most wanted people by other men just as dangerous as Harry? Not to mention some shocking surprises along the way. #1 IN FANFICTION #1 IN DARK #1 IN HARRYSTYLES BOOK (2/3) *COMPLETED* ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///