"Sometimes the things that start off great end BAD.. ..and sometimes the things that start wrong, end WORSE." Started: OCT. 24th 2014 WARNING: explicit language & sexual content.

*completed* Harry is in an abusive relationship when he meets Marlene; the complete opposite of Harry's controlling girlfriend. ***** After years of abuse and a toxic relationship, Harry meets Marlene during work and immediately becomes close to her. His life takes a turn for the better as he finally finds the strength to be himself. But with Emily constantly in the picture, how can Harry move on? ***WARNING*** WILL CONTAIN: *Abuse *sexual content *bad language *(Daddy kink) warning

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///

COMPLETED!!! "We got the Confidentiality Agreememt in the mail a week before they moved in, Cora and I both signed of course, we crossed the T's, dotted the I's, the whole deal. It's our second time getting one of those bad boys in the mail since moving here to L.A. The neighborhood, not too shabby, I love it here, but there's never any big stars, last time the agreement was for Ashley Tisdale, though my childhood self would have died to know I would be living next door to THE Sharpay Evans, adult me didn't give two fucks. So I signed it, not really caring, knowing it will be the same as last time, just another star, wanting to live their life as normal as they can, if that's even possible, and I'm being forced into signing this agreement so they can live in a pretend world of nice neighbors and make believe for however long they decide to stay. I was wrong about this one though, upon signing this, I didn't know it would be him, Harry Styles moving in, just next door to me, the girl who hasn't stopped posting about One Direction since she started making YouTube videos." WARNING: there will be language and sexual content(:

Roots from the trees go deep within the soil of the earth. Roots within us grow deep within our soul, linking us to our family, our hopes, our dreams.. Our roots lead us to our start.. they lead us to our heart. Sterling King is a girl with deep roots, and long branches that lead to nothing. Harry Styles is a boy with bright leaves, and ever growing colors. EXCERPT: "Hi." "Um... hi." "What's your name?" "Sterling...." "Well... Aren't you going to ask me what mine is?" "No...Why would I do that?" "Because I'm a stranger peaking over the fence... I thought you'd be curious." "Well I'm a stranger sitting in a tree house... I stopped being curious a long time ago. Curiosity brings nothing but trouble." "Well I'm Harry... and I'm curious about you Sterling..." "Well... stop." -------------------------- DO NOT PRINT MY WORK!!! "Roots are not in landscape or a country, or a people, they are inside you." - Isabel Allende • TW: mentions of death, and rape/sexual assault. PTSD.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

I step inside the huge office quietly, making sure no one hears my trespassing. I look around for a moment and see nothing but old books and a large desk. Why does Harry have this room? God, I shouldn't be in here, he could kill me for this. I tiptoe over to the large desk and see piles of paper and new articles spread out over the desktop. "Nine-teen year old Jamie Trueman missing." I gasp when I see my name on the piece of paper. Are people still looking for me? Will anyone ever find me? I look over at the stack of papers and begin reading more. I keep seeing the name 'Demolition'. But that couldn't be... Could it? Demolition is the biggest gang in London. Could it be possible that this whole time... Harry was involved with them? "What do you think you're doing?" I hear a dark, husky british voice say from behind me. I let out a small gasp and look over at him. Harry. I'm struck with fear... is he going to kill me? "W-What is this?" I blurt out, looking at the papers on the desk. But he stays silent. Nothing but a simple smirk on his face. "What are you hiding?" I ask. I swallow hard, chocking back tears. "I think you already know, love." He whispers, leaning his face closer to mine, causing my breath to hitch. "Just say it." I whisper and he pauses for a moment before he leans down and his lips sit beside my ear. His hot breath against my ear makes chills run down my spine. "Welcome to Demolition, princess."

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-known killers. Catalina tries to understand him, eventually failing because instead she falls for a man so willing to resist her. [Contains Mature Content]