❝Been dreaming about me again, Indigo?❞ ••• [H.S.] - enemies to lovers

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: March 2024 Finished:

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗒 '𝖠𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅'. 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 '𝖵𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖺'. 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖫𝗈𝗌 𝖠𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝐍𝐎 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝖾𝗍. 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾, 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 goal 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍? - 𝝑୧ - "𝖨'𝗆 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎." "𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝖨 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍." - 𝝑୧ - 𝖧𝖠𝖱𝖱𝖸 𝖲𝖳𝖸𝖫𝖤𝖲 𝐱 𝖮𝖢 [𝖨𝖭𝖲𝖯𝖨𝖱𝖤𝖣 𝖡𝖸 𝟧𝟨 𝖣𝖠𝖸𝖲 𝖮𝖭 𝖯𝖱𝖨𝖬𝖤] "𝖧OW MANY SECRETS CAN YOU KEEP?"

"In silent screams, in wildest dreams, I never dreamed of this."

MALEFACTOR (n): one who commits an offense against the law. Camden Muñoz has one self-proclaimed fatal flaw: the moment she gets an idea in her head, she has to follow through with it. Against her better judgment, she's always stuck by this notion. But when these thoughts lead to her committing what she imagined would be a one-and-done robbery, she finds herself at the mercy of a dangerous man in an impossible situation. // Time, I've learned, is a very finicky thing. Sometimes, seconds feel like minutes while minutes can feel like seconds. Time as a construct makes no comprehensible sense at certain points, the intangibility of it all making your existence as a human seem baffling to understand. As I blink, I become aware of the gun in my outstretched hand pointing directly at the head of the man standing behind the register in the liquor store. I'm not sure how I got inside or when. One second I was standing outside with Harry, my feet hitting the sidewalk as I emerged from the alley, and the next, I'm here. Playing God in a moment that no mortal being should ever be able to do. "Open the register or I'll blow your fucking brains out." The same words that Harry spit at me almost a week ago come flying back out. He's standing beside me, an inch back with his own gun out and cocked at the man. A rush of adrenaline surges through me, my lips curling upward momentarily as the words finish leaving. Power. That's what I feel at this moment. // MATURE CONTENT 18+

"You'd be wise to tell me the truth. Which racer would the Circuit rather see dead?" "Redline." --- The Circuit is the top name in underground car racing - an elite, globally connected syndicate operating secretly beneath multiple polished fronts. Each season, it attracts blacklisted professional racers, unknown talents, and secret donors who are all chasing high-stake wins on illegal, unpredictable tracks. With a new season approaching, the racing world remains unsettled by the shocking conclusion to last year's run - and the role Harry Styles played in it. Known as Redline, his reputation was built on unmatched speed and precision. But a collision at the final race ended his most recent season just short of the win, and rumors suggest he hasn't quite recovered. Still, his brand can't afford to disappear. If he can't race, Redline still has to. He needs a ghost driver; someone who can match his skill, win under his name, and navigate the pressure the Circuit demands. Val has several lurking issues of her own. As a getaway driver for organized criminals, her life depends on speed, discretion, and skill. When she betrays a top client, she needs a way out - and fast. Unbeknownst to her, an offer is already lingering nearby. Deals are made. Obstacles lurk in each city. And two stubborn individuals must work together to ensure that Redline finishes this next season on top.

God·speed /ˌɡädˈspēd/ an expression of good wishes to a person starting a journey. in which they're too good at goodbyes. aka monroe brooks gets the opportunity of a lifetime when she's offered a job as none other than harry styles' bassist on his first ever solo tour.

"Do you hear me, Styles? You get in, you get out. No screw-ups, no loose ends, and no witnesses." ***** Harry was a notorious assassin for one of the largest organized crime groups in the business. He abandoned almost every emotion except for anger at a young age after he was forced to learn that life wasn't always fair. Even though he is one of the most feared men in the world, it still wasn't enough for him. Nothing would be enough for him until he got the one thing that he desired most: revenge. Harry was used to everyone shaking in fear around him, and no one dared to talk back to him. That is until he met her. Tate. The spitfire girl who worked at one of the most popular restaurants in London. The girl who, even in the face of death, wouldn't hesitate to throw out a sarcastic remark. She was smart, she was brave, she was witty, and she was everything that Harry wasn't expecting. This is Witness... a story about vengeance, death, mystery, greed, and two people from opposite worlds, who know nothing about each other but whose entire futures depend on each other, they just don't know it yet. || MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK|| || ONGOING || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hsau -#1 in hs -#1 in adrenaline -#1 in gangharry -#1 in assassin -#5 in mafiaharry -#11 in slowburn -#12 in harryedwardstyles -#38 in styles -#41 in niallhoran -#43 in onedirection -#53 in suspense -#65 in fighting -#89 in fiction -#93 in gangs #115 in harry -#116 in darkharry -#123 in drama -#174 in mafia -#218 in harrystyles -#664 in love

Three weeks in Europe. Two heartbroken strangers. One whirlwind romance.