⟡ The year is 1989 when Harry moves into the house across the street from Josephine, who lets her intrigue and fascination grow about the handsome, yet mysterious man every day--that is, until her days left to live are compromised. ⟡ ⟡ THIS IS A DARK, TWISTED STORY ⟡ ⟡ Hateful and hurtful comments will be deleted if seen. Happy reading! ⟡

Devil's Due: To acknowledge the positive qualities of a person who is unpleasant or disliked. Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River, a stubborn and somewhat oblivious girl, who just doesn't understand the reasoning behind his nefarious ways but is determined to find out. River comes to realize that Harry's hiding something much deeper than expected... only once those secrets come to the surface, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

Purple was never kind to the ones in reality. ~ "Get out of here." The familiar boy told the redheaded girl, her heartrate rising with each erratic breath. "He never lets you leave." Purple struggled greatly with mixing blues and reds, ensuring their dye joined as one. Never were they allowed to function on their own. Never were they allowed as individual colors, nor were lighter shades of violet. There was either dark purple, or there was six o'clock. Trembling under the Blue lights, the Red peered over the boy's shoulder at the grandiose poster plastered on the wall. If she couldn't leave Wonderland, then she would watch it burn.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Marigold flower represents a passion, a creativity, but underneath the beauty of such an alluring flower, it is difficult to ignore the cruelty, the jealousy and the grief. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A new Fashion Designer and Photographer Harry Styles has been encouraged to explore his passion for many years. Once he decides to finally throw himself into the depths of his creativity, he finds himself in a situation which becomes more complicated than he could ever expect. The immense protection and privacy of his family is his main concern and after years of being able to control and protect them, he is struggling to come to terms with the loss of them and being so far away. Harry tells himself he is going to protect his own family by putting his work at the forefront of his mind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bryoni Melburn, daughter of Lightning Model Agency's Jonathan Melburn is finally given a job that will change her career. Being the face of a new and upcoming fashion brand called 'Marigold' would change her life, and with her Dad persistent on making her the face of the agency, she really can't say no. However, although Bryoni is painted as the girl with the perfect life, secrets surround her. How long is it before she drowns? Or is she exactly where she's meant to be? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story contains MATURE and EXPLICIT content. This is your only warning :) STARTED 4th Mar 2021

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.

Where the vampire world meets Harry Styles. "Please Harry. I want you to." She whimpers in my ear sending shivers down my spine. I've wanted nothing more than to sink my teeth into her perfect skin, to taste her blood once more. Giving me more access to her neck she tilts her head to the side- the sweetness of her skin against my tongue as I run the tip of it along her collarbones up to her neck, leaving a trail of my saliva behind. Goosebumps forming along her arms as I run the palms of my hands slowly up them making my way to her shoulders. Running the tips of my fingers along her spine, she arches her back pressing her warm chest against my cold one. Moving my other hand up her neck and to the back of her head, threading my fingers in her hair and tugging it back gently. Shutting her eyes and gasping in response, she complies and throws her head back. Kissing her greedily proving to her I want her in every way possible, her soft lips moving in sync with mine. Taking away the air within her lungs as she steals mine, trying to fight for dominance even when she knows I'll always win. Started: March 2, 2021 #4 niallhoran #213 darkharry #3 liampayne #1 praising

𝗹𝗶𝗯𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝙖𝙙𝙟𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 showing excessive sexual drive; lustful. * * She left her family behind. His family left him. But they say opposites attract, right? * * "Fine." He folds his arms, mimicking my stance, but in a far more cocky way. The tip of his tongue pushes against the side of his right cheek as he eyes me up and down. "I'll just call you Tio then." "Tio?" I can't help but widen my eyes. "Why Tio?" Tio sounds nothing like Talia. And it means uncle. "Because," I watch as his biceps tense briefly then release, the cocky look remaining on his face. "It stands for take it off. And that's all you ever do." * * ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @xxstyles_lovexx CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT (INCLUDING BUT NOT LIMITED TO: COARSE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, ETC.)

"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me. "Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret. "And what?" "Don't worry about it." THIS BOOK IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION! The characters in it are in NO way a representation of the people chosen to play them. It is merely a story, and they fit the physical description best for their characters. The characters I have created are completely fictional, and in no way relate to my thoughts and or feelings about the people I have chosen to play said characters! || THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hs -#1 in fiction -#1 in racing -#1in dragracing -#2 in harrystyles -#4 in youngadult -#5 in onedirection -#19 in cars -#31 in gangs -#57 in fighting -#64 in harry -#111 in drama -#461 in love

"Name something sexual that you've done with a man." Harry demanded with an evident smirk on his face, sending immediate chills down my spine. For the pastors son, he's nothing like I expected. "N-nothing. It's a sin." I argued, frowning my eyebrows while fiddling with my fingers as we walked down the empty church halls. My response only made his smirk grow before he grabbed my wrist, bringing my steps to a complete stop. Before I could question his actions, he pressed my back against the wall right beside us with slight aggression and brought his hips close to mine- his face now completely serious. My breath hitched and I began to feel an unfamiliar shock of sensation in between my legs as I felt something in his jeans growing against my thigh. What is happening? I watched his emerald eyes darkened right before me as he swiped his pink tongue across his cherry pigmented lips, lightly wetting them with his saliva. My eyes remained widened by the shockwave he had my body under, watching his every move and awaiting his response. Finally, his famous smirk slowly curled upon his lips once more while simultaneously leaning in and breaking the smallest gap between us until the tip of our noses brushed against each other. As hard as I tried, I couldn't resist the amount of chills that were forming on my body for this man. Six words eventually escaped his mouth that caused my knees to buckle. "Baby, we were born to sin." . . . **CURRENTLY REVISING FIRST FEW CHAPTERS** CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT- VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED All Rights Reserved to @Dstylesx Started: August 29, 2020

"Looks like you're his next victim." "Jesus Nova, didn't your mum ever warn you about creatures like me?! I'm not good for you and I'll end up ruining you or killing you!" He wasn't human. There was nothing human about him. His blood was cold and his eyes were full of angst, but Nova needed him in ways she never knew....and she thinks he needed her too. ---------- 21 year old Nova rethinks everything when she thinks she meets the cold and emotionless Harry Styles for the first time. She comes to find out her biggest secret is connected to him in ways she couldn't even imagine. Not only do they both need help, but they need to help each other remember there's a glimmer of hope down at the bottom of the bottle. Will loneliness really help stop the suffering, or will it only torture you into digging a deeper and darker hole inside your brain? ---------- Contains sexual content as well as trigger subjects