*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

He wanted me for sex... I wanted him for a grade, but along the way, we both realized that we needed more than the things we bargained for; we needed each other in more ways than one. ** THIS STORY INCLUDES AGE DIFFERENCES, SEXUAL ACTIVITIES AND REFERENCES, VIOLENCE, AND FOUL LANGUAGE! * None of the images included in the chapters belong to me - unless stated otherwise. #8 in one direction (01-23-21) #18 in harrystyles (01-23-21) #1 in 1D (04-14-21) - Reuploaded after the site deleted it - January 29, 2021

"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

elena and harry's story continues in the sequel to sugar baby; baby honey.

the final chapters of harry and elena

***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

all elena needed was just a little bit of money to get through the tough times that college can bring. her friend offers to help her out by taking her to her 'job', an agency that matches young women with rich older men. elena is matched with harry styles; a young businessman with a lot to offer.

All Harry wanted to do was get over his ex-girlfriend, so he got under Ophelia. *This story contains mature and explicit content*

"So, what possessed you to spend your evening at this shitty party?" I asked, releasing the taste of my cigarette with my words. His gaze decidedly landed on my lips that were wrapped around my burning cigarette as he finally spoke. "I guess I'm a bit of a masochist." He shrugged and a sharp laugh escaped my throat at his words. "What's your excuse?" "Oh, I'm the one throwing this shitty party, so I guess I'm a bit of a sadist," I replied with a shrug of my own and his laugh was just as sharp as mine had been. All humor left his voice, however, when he said, "Yeah? Fuck, that's hot." //After a fateful meeting at a house party, Stevie never thought she would see Harry Styles again. However, a year later when a mutual friend tells her Harry's band is looking for a new bassist, she jumps at the opportunity. Much to Stevie's disappointment, Harry doesn't seem to remember her, or the night they shared, and he certainly has a darker side when he isn't trying to get into her pants.// Mature content warning// This story contains adult themes and explicit sexual content.