"We were always meant to say goodbye, weren't we?" His quiet voice rasped from next to me as we lay on the road in the middle of the night. The beautifully carved snowflakes ever so lightly sauntered their way onto us as we both just enjoyed the quiet company that we very much needed. "Yeah, we were just so happy that we chose to ignore it." I answer, turning my head to look over at him as a teardrop escapes the corner of my eye. "But at least it was nice while it lasted right?" I say to cheer him up a little. He doesn't answer for a while but I hear him swallow. "Can I make a confession?" He turns to me. "Go ahead." I nod slightly looking into his glossy eyes. "You're always going to mean something to me. No matter how less time we spent, no matter how much we fought, no matter how much time we run out of, you'll always mean something to me. And that's the part that hurts." "Can I confess something as well?" I say, threading my fingers between his. "Mhm." He hums quietly. "Remember how I said I never wanted a future?" I question. "Yeah?" "Well, I lied." I swallow as tears choked my throat. "Because I knew that if I ever had the chance to have a future, I'd want it to be with you." // When two strangers meet by chance, they don't always have a choice in if they want to keep meeting. And that's called Fate. // ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @LOUISGURL1D NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! THE STORY CONTAINS MATURE THEMES/ VIOLENCE/ HEALTH CONDITIONS/ MENTAL HEALTH/ SEXUAL CONTENT/ DRUGS.

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

!! Mental health warning !! Madelyn Porter is just a 20-year-old girl with an average life. She is a very quiet college girl who likes to keep to herself. One night, her roommate drags her to a party. She meets five men, but one of them, Harry Styles, stands out to her. Things begin to escalate quickly. Her life gets flipped upside down.

Kalopsia ~ the delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are. // WARNING ⚠️ SOME SEXUAL CONTENT, VULGAR LANGUAGE, MENTION OF ABUSE, SELF HARM AND SUICIDE, VIOLENCE, BLOOD \\

For ten years, Aylen has been stuck in a world of abuse and manipulation. When she escapes, she thinks the pain and suffering are over, until her worst nightmare becomes the reality. She finds herself wound up in a mess of deception, lies, and corruption. Too gentle to harm a butterfly, Aylen is struck with confusion as it seems everyone is out to get her. Nobody tells the truth, so she has no one to trust, and no one to blame but herself. The realization that she will never escape this life-that they will always control her-becomes her greatest affliction. *This story will contain triggering topics, sexual content, and mature language and themes.* HIGHEST RANKINGS #14 harrystyles (4/18/21) STARTED 3/20/21

Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-known killers. Catalina tries to understand him, eventually failing because instead she falls for a man so willing to resist her. [Contains Mature Content]

M A L E V O L E N T (adjective) : having or showing a wish to do evil to others. "she was an angel, touched by the devil he was the devil, touched by an angel" When Harry becomes leader of "The Vipers", he doesn't expect his hardest mission to be a fiery brunette sat in a coffee shop. all rights reserved to bbypinkstyles

*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

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

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.