"Fuck it, let's do it again." 🤍second chance au🤍

Alycia is making a name for herself in the music world after one of her songs goes into the top 5 on billboard. She's moved to LA to continue working on her music when Harry Styles stumbles upon her. They slowly start writing together and the chemistry between them can't be denied. Everything seems perfect for Alycia. Except for the fact that a certain person in her life doesn't know how to let her go. And he'll make sure she knows he's always watching her. TW: mental health issues, substance abuse, drug use, violence, mention of guns and weapons, sexually explicit.

Amelia is a twenty-three-year-old journalist. Harry Styles is a twenty-three-year-old rock star battling addiction. Amelia and Harry meet in the present day when Amelia interviews Harry for The New York Times, unaware that their lives had briefly collided years before. As the story moves between past and present, the truth about Harry's struggles and their shared history slowly unravels, making things between Harry and Amelia complicated.

Harry thought it was just one weekend. Near Barcelona. A stolen shirt. A girl he couldn't quiet forget. Months later, he walks into lunch with his girlfriend Romi-only to find her new assistant is Alice. The same girl. What follows is a slow unraveling of boundaries, secrets, and everything they tried to leave behind. Because when the past shows up holding your coffee and a schedule for your day, pretending nothing happened... What do you do?

When two celebrities with their darkest secrets meet, what's the worst that could possibly happen? - My eyes landed on his hand in front of me before looking up to meet with a pair of gorgeous emerald green eyes. "You must be the girl who went viral with your first music video. Stella Lancaster, am I right?" A dimple showing on his face as his smile lit up for me. He waited until I finally blinked in realisation that this encounter was actually happening. "Y-yeah. That's me." I nervously smiled back while shaking my hand with his gently. "I'm Harry. Harry Styles." he eyed me while smirking. I nodded at his already awfully familiar name in the first place. His eyes suddenly turned a shade darker and I noticed his aura changed. He squeezed my hand before leaning in, my breath halted as he did so. "Care to explain why you got my face on your shirt, darling?" he whispered ever so seductively into my right ear. Bloody hell. - Warning : Strong language/violence/mature Started : 14th of January 2020 Finished: 31st of March 2021 HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in harrystylesfanfiction #2 in adoreyou #2 in 2020 #3 in songs

He's the man the world watches. She's the girl who was never supposed to be seen. What began as stolen moments turned into something real-too real to survive the spotlight. Between backstage whispers and sleepless nights, they built a love that could only exist in secret. But when the music stops, and the lights fade, love isn't always enough to keep you from walking away.

The moment I held our daughter, Nina, for the first time, a universe shifted. Her tiny hand curled around my finger, and I knew my world would never be the same. The love was instant, overwhelming, and absolute. But while my heart swelled with a fierce, protective joy for our baby girl, I couldn't ignore the quiet shadows that seemed to follow Anna. The exhaustion I understood, the demands of a new baby were relentless for both of us. Yet, there was a distance I couldn't bridge, a light in her eyes that seemed to flicker and fade. She used to light up a room, spark with quick wit and that incredible, earthy laugh. Now, she was withdrawing, her passion for her veterinary practice feeling more like an escape than a fulfillment. And the way she sometimes looked at Nina and me, a flicker of something almost like pain, or... jealousy, tightened a knot in my chest. I knew I had to understand. I had to find a way back to the Anna I loved, the Anna who was now the mother of my child. Because even as I held our beautiful daughter, I found myself adrift, trying to understand the "she" who was always there, yet somehow, just out of reach. This is our story, told through my eyes. A story of navigating the beautiful, messy, and sometimes heartbreaking reality of new parenthood, the unspoken struggles, and the enduring power of love. And somewhere along the way, amidst the chaos and the quiet battles, two other people found their own unexpected harmony.

Adaline was never meant to survive the night she vanished into Melbourne's underworld. One wrong glance at Fantasia, and she's caged in silk and steel by Harry Styles, the city's most lethal kingpin. He calls it protection. She calls it a golden cage. Every secret she claws from the dark drags her deeper: her father's empire hunts her, her ex sharpens the knife, and Harry's intense stare hides a countdown only he can see. One touch ignites. One truth detonates. In this labyrinth of blood money and buried bodies, love is the deadliest trigger. ***** A Harry Styles dark romance that explores the intricacies of mental health, morality and sexual attraction. Enter a world of sin, opulence and crime. ***** It started and ended with the wind. She was a hurricane. A monstrous storm that could not be controlled. So still and small to look at from the outside, but a raging tempest within. The storm was destruction itself but she would be its only casualty. She blew into his life like a gale. Roared and screamed through every part of his existance. Made him question everything he thought he knew about himself. She turned his world on its head. But the thing about wind is that, eventually, it always blows itself out. Even the most catastrophic storms eventually subside and all that you can do in the aftermath is try and pick up the pieces left behind.

"I know heaven's a thing, I go there when I touch you- honey hell is when I fight with you" Aelia Auclair, a young woman who has crossed countries, continents by the influence of her mother, who wanted her to become a ballerina known worldwide for her roles in the ballet world. While she left the comfort of her home in France behind and decided to put every effort into her career, she found something entirely different than what she originally set out for- that something being a tall, brooding young man whom she stumbled upon one rainy night, all thanks to a kitten in great need of aid. Jack Blackwell, a young man who has spent his whole life becoming too familiar with abandonment, is a complete stranger to love, in any kind of form, and only has a few people left in his life who is willing to stay. Will she find a way to break down the walls of steel he has spent years on constructing, all to keep others away? Or will she just become another person in his book who ends up leaving? written june 2023

Lennon Holt is a witty, feisty 20 year old who's trying to live a normal life like everyone else. Except, she's the Princess of Orelia, the last heir to the throne. In results of a sudden attack on her life, Lennon was sent off the grid; to live a separate life where no one can find her. Harry Styles is 21 years old and a trained agent. Top of his class, skilled in combat and always the smartest in the room. His past, a hidden secret and a grudge he holds on the Royal Family, leaves him cold hearted. His soul focus are his missions, willing to do anything to come out on top. Even if it means doing it his way. Harry and Lennon's past leaves them with a hatred like no other towards one another. But what happens when they're forced to work together to find who's after the throne? Lennon is in danger, leaving only Harry--the one skilled enough--to keep her safe. Finding who is behind the death threats and attacks towards Lennon seems like child's play when they're faced with the obstacles and mysteries of their forced partnership. But after some time... Is it really all that forced? ____________________________________ STORY CONTAINS: - graphic violence - bad language - death & mention of - sexual content - alcohol and/or drug use **This story does not represent Harry Styles in real life. His name, look and song references are used for entertainment use only. Harry does not act this way, nor do I see him this way. Enjoy!