"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks. "Daddy." _____________________________________________ This is NOT a l*rry fanfic _____________________________________________ #1 in Fanfiction - 05/20/17 #2 in harrystylesau - 04/28/23 #25 in harrystyles - 01/13/20 #32 in sugardaddy - 01/03/21 #101 in styles - 04/28/23 #171 in onedirection - 05/26/20

* THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* Please refer to the list of possible triggers and kinks. Harry Styles. Twenty-Five. Green eyes. One hundred and ninety-six pounds. Six foot even or one hundred and eighty-seven centimetres. Born to Anne Cox and Desmond Styles. Parents whereabouts unknown. No known surviving family. Styles is best with guns, poison and the concealment of his victims for none have been found. || Astar works with MI6 as a secret undercover agent, taking on a new identity to try and infiltrate the Devil's Tribe. Will she be successful? Will she be able to go through all of the hardships? Will she follow the rules or fall apart somewhere along the way? STARTED: FEBRUARY 2021 FINISHED: FEBRUARY 2022

MATURE CONTENT - Harry and Tash have both been unlucky in love but will the ghosts from their past continue to haunt their future?

"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

"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

∙COMPLETED ∙ ❝Sometimes the person you'd take a bullet for, ends up being the one behind the gun.❞ A supernatural Harry fanfic where he is the witch hunter, and she is the witch. [Mature content: read at your own risk] Winner of: |Harry Styles A.U. (1st Place) + Overall Winner (2nd Place): The Kiwi Styles Awards 2018| |All Other Bands: The Band Fiction Awards 2017| |Best Fanfiction Plot: The Fanfiction Awards 2017| |Best Harry Styles Interracial Fanfiction + Best Writing (Interracial): The Interracial Awards 2017| |Best Fanfiction Cast: The Winter Fanfiction Awards 2016| Cover Credits: @styleslight All Rights Reserved to macklemcvey, 2016. ©

[ COMPLETED ] Neither of them knew one night could change everything. ✼ ✼ ✼ For mature audiences only. Story contains sexual content and vulgar language so read at your own risk! COPYRIGHT © 2015, stylescloud All rights reserved, please don't copy and/or steal my story!

"You know I love you right?" Harry questions sternly while holding my face. "Yes." I breathe out. "Good because I'm going to fuck you like I don't." ------EXPLICIT CONTENT------

His eyes could ruin someone with a single look. Her smile could cure the loneliest heart. ☓ All Rights Reserved 2018

In a rural area of Europe that you wouldn't be able to locate on a map, lies the European Espionage Institute (EEI) - a secluded facility containing the most intelligent and highly skilled young criminals in the making. Rochelle Costello has already been a criminal for a number of years. She can easily hit a moving target, hack into the most secret databases and disarm a bomb in under a minute. But she's not like the others; she's in the minority of those who like to use their skills for the greater good. However, when she somehow finds herself tangled up in the dark secrets of the EEI, she realises that perhaps there is no such thing as the greater good after all, and only inherent evil. *currently updating* ©lonelyari 2022