When Dove promises Mr Styles she'll make sure his son gets out of the town safely in exchange of him freeing her parents, she doesn't think anything could go wrong. Unfortunately, things don't quite go as planned as she finds herself stuck with the stubborn and overall just plain annoying Harry Styles, who doesn't waste a second in trying to claim her as his own.

- a devil in his eyes... a spark in her eyes [warning : explicit content] [highest ranking : #1 in #harrystyles] [cover by me] [COMPLETE]

In a world where the government is trying to control the population, every family is assigned to be either hiders or seekers. The hiders spend their lives hiding, while the seekers spending their lives finding and killing these hiders. Samantha Johnson is faced with a challenging, new life when she gets assigned to be a hider. What happens when the ruthless seeker, Harry Styles, stumbles upon a girl he has other plans for? CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, VIOLENCE, VULGAR LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, AND MORE... *HIGHEST RANKINGS!!!* #1 in ONEDIRECTION #2 in HARRYSTYLES #1 in 1D

"How long have you been in here?! How much have you heard?!" He yelled as his eyes turned black. "I-I didn't hear anything I swear! I just came to get my phone," I said as I cowered back. "Niall! Didn't I fucking tell you to check if everyone left?!" He yelled as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me out towards the others. "I did-" "Well it doesn't matter now. Liam put her in the fucking car. All we need is another brat to snitch on us." #Wattys2015

"To have her in his bed, in his arms, with her breath on his neck and her hair tickling the corners of his mouth -- he was finally able to think of his life as not only just a dark hole of violence. Maybe, just maybe, his life could mean something more." || mature hs fanfic. Cover credit to @pillow-case © highstylin

"Please Harry! I promise I won't do anything ever again, just please don't hurt me," I beg as I look into his now dark eyes. I see him pull out a scarf, as involuntary tears start to stream down my cheeks. "Don't worry babe. I'm not going to kill you," he says as he brings up his big hand to my face and uses his thumb to wipe away a tear. "I am only going to make you wish that you were dead," he whispers devilishly into my ear. || Annabel Fleming is finally getting a week off from her stressful college life. When she runs into Harry, a strange mysterious guy with dark hair, green eyes, and odd clothes. She somehow ends up waking up on a colorless island and not knowing how to escape.|| *This story contains dark and mature content. You will get no other warning.*

❝It was the minute that I couldn't see those green eyes anymore that everything went dark.❞

They met at the wrong time under the wrong circumstances, in a world that was not theirs. They had no choice but to move on from each other. Five years later, Griffin Walker and Harry Styles meet again. How will it end this time? LOVE BUILT ON LIES. © hesasnowflake

Harry Edward Styles. Room 402 at Eastwood Mental Asylum. Known for turning his victims psychotic. To be handled with extreme precaution.