* 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

In a world made up of Saints and Sinners, He bowed down to her. - Alternatively known as the one where Harry's the top suspect in Winnie's father's biggest case yet.

"And.. the r- rules?" I quietly spoke. "Oh that's the most fun part about all of this... there are no rules." ----------------------------- Murders have been happening all over NYC by criminals. They are known as the SF KILLERS. Toria's 19th birthday took an unexpected turn when she is met with a man, scary enough to make her blood run cold. Harry Styles. detrimental: intending to cause harm or damage. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED MATURE CONTENT very slow updates i'm sorry 😔 started 9/26/20 #18 in styles #48 in hs

Lilith loves her job as a detective, but not so much when she is solving the case of an anonymous art stealer. 'Poisonous grey' His nickname because of the snake tattoo that covers his neck, chest and back. Lilith now realizing he looks a little too similar to her past one-night -stand. He's cautious and never gets caught. Nobody ever knows his name. *** WARNING: MATURE THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK: Violence, gore, weapons, mental illness, descriptive trauma, substance abuse, sexual content. #74 IN MISSING. #102 IN ARTIST #159 IN DETECTIVE #578 IN ZAYN #645 IN CRIME #247 IN PLOTTWIST #994 IN ZAYNMALIK #358 IN ENEMIESTOLOVERS #132 IN HARRYEDWARDSTYLES #420 IN CRIMINAL #402 IN MATURETHEMES #135 IN ONENIGHTSTAND Started: April 18 2021

"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.*

"Jesus, you still don't get it, do you?" He sneered, practically scoffing at the helpless girl in front of him. "I'm in control. That means what I say, goes. And I'm telling you, baby, you're not fucking leaving." His words were cold and they never failed to make that unnerving chill rattle through her body. She didn't think someone could be so cruel yet emotionless, could do the things he did without an ounce of guilt. And yet maybe he did - feel guilt, that is. But maybe he forced himself to ignore it, maybe he told himself, convinced himself that what he did, needed done. And making sure Layla never left his grasp was just that. - Dark!Harry

[COMPLETED] Bentley Hale is the best street racer in the Bay Area, but everything changes when she becomes wrapped up with Harry Styles, the new official racer for the Oakland Kings gang. Bentley's got a wicked mind and the attitude to match, but so does Harry. Money, murder, family, love, gangs, drugs, sex, cars, California... what could possibly go wrong? ----------------------- this book contains violence, mature/dark themes, explicit sexual content including kink, and the use of profanity.

*Story containes MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* THIS IS A SEQUEL / PART 2. Read "Stall" before this book, unless you just like spoiling things for yourself. If that's the case, you do you boo. "Something can be both delicate and violent" *** Harry lowers his eyes at me as he backs me up against the wall, the red lighting only making him look more menacing "You wanted the bad guy Abby? Wanted the villain?" My heart his running a hundred mile an hour when my breathing hitches in my throat as his hand comes up to wrap his long fingers tight around my jaw forcing me to look him in the eye. "Well now you've got him" He leans his face close to mine, his voice dropping to a low warning murmur that has my stomach hitting the floor. "...Run little mouse" *** BOOK STARTED JULY 1 2019 COMPLETED JULY 2021

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* Have you ever met someone that made falling feel like flying? ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Preview: "Do you think, if you jumped from this roof - it'd feel like falling or flying?" I ask, keeping up with our theme of asking random useless questions that we've been going back and forth with for the past half hour. I stare at my feet swinging back and forth, looking down at the alleyway behind the building; pondering the question over in my head that I often wonder too much about. I glance over to Harry when he doesn't answer straight away and he's watching me with a look I can't read. "Unless you were a bird or could fly, it would just feel like falling. Because you'd know you were going to hit the ground" he decides to answer, staring at me like he's somewhat bothered that I asked him that. I look back down at the ground, and shrug my shoulders, "I think if you didn't care about hitting the ground it could feel like flying for a few seconds." ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ STARTED 11TH MARCH 2019 - ONGOING

TEASE: "Well? Come and get the money Sage." He smiles at me I can feel my blood boil, I look down to grab my knife And I hear a click, a noise I've heard too many times "Shit" I mutter to myself I look back up to see him with a gun pointed at me I leave the knife where it was and take a step closer "Open it" I clench my teeth "Ask nicely and I will." He stands up now "Open the case Harry. I'm not here to play around." I respond taking another step closer "Alright buttercup, since you were so kind" he reaches for the case, turning his back to me I took my chance to grab the knife and put one hand on his chest and the other on his back, flipping him to face me as I pushed him on the bed, quickly getting on him so he doesn't move I held the knife to his neck. Started: september 24, 2020 -