"In silent screams, in wildest dreams, I never dreamed of this."

She's a broke, sharp-tongued mechanic with a genius IQ. He's a cold-eyed stranger with a car worth more than her entire life. Twenty-year-old Diana Reid isn't living the life most people expect of a girl her age-especially not one with a 145 IQ. While others her age are off chasing degrees or dreams, she's buried under rusted hoods in a rundown garage, fixing other people's messes to survive. Her world is oil-stained and brutally real... until he shows up. When a mysterious man rolls in with a rare Lotus Evija and an attitude to match, Diana knows something's off. He's rich, secretive, and far too calm for someone whose million-pound hypercar is misfiring. She agrees to fix it-but nothing is ever that simple. As sparks fly and secrets crack the surface, Diana is pulled into a world far more dangerous than anything she's ever faced under the hood. He says it was by chance that they met. She knows better. Behind every smile is a secret. Behind every glance, a warning. And behind his eyes- a veil she's never meant to lift.

when harry styles and ivory brooklyn bump into each other at the met gala, they both find something, they never thought they'd have. they build the cutest family and share incredible memories. just a cute little story softrry dadrry trust the process!! started: december 29th, 2022.

After being dragged on a night out with her best friend Mia, Riley stumbles across something she shouldn't have, putting herself and those closest to her at risk. All her life, all Riley has ever wanted is to feel safe, but when she stumbles across something that she shouldn't, and getting herself involved in a life of crime, drugs and rivalries, will she ever feel that safety she's always longed for? - What's your antidote? top rank - #1 in darkrry

She thought running would save her. She never expected it would cost her everything. Foster Monroe escaped the life that nearly destroyed her, leaving behind the wreckage of a past she refuses to look back on. But the city she flees to isn't her safe haven - it's a darker, deadlier trap. When she crosses paths with Harry Styles - powerful, ruthless, and drowning in his own secrets - she's pulled into a world where loyalty is currency, and trust can get you killed. All she wanted was freedom. Now, she's tethered to a man she can't figure out, a danger she can't outrun, and a future she never saw coming. You can run from your past - but some monsters don't let you go that easily.

hal·low verb past participle: hallowed - honor as holy. Vivienne Romano bakes cupcakes, believes in kindness, and still says "please" and "thank you" to strangers. Harry Styles? He bleeds violence. A fighter with a past wrapped in secrets, bruises, and misery. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But they did-late one night, in the shadows of her bakery, with blood on his hands and fear in her eyes. Now he can't stay away. She's light and sugar and everything good in this world... and he's the sinner who can't stop coming back. She's the softest thing he's ever seen. And the only thing that makes him feel anything close to holy. Because if there's one thing Harry knows for sure- a man like him was never meant to touch a girl like her. As the lines between fear and fascination blur, Vivienne is dragged deeper into a world of secrets, violence, and obsession. Because Harry isn't just dangerous-he's marked. And now, so is she. What do you do when the one person who terrifies you... might be the only one who can protect you?

What started out as a bachelorette party ended in a life-changing dance. Not all those who wander into 𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙗𝙤𝙬 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙚 are lost... Come one. Come all. 𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙗𝙤𝙬 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙚 Nightclub, New York. A place to feel good. 𓆤 HS FIC. grumpy!h x sunshine!mc + enemies to lovers + dark!club!strip!h are rolled into one! DISCLAIMER: MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, DRUG AND ALCOHOL USE, VIOLENCE, LANGUAGE. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, events, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. READ AT YOUR DISCRETION. THANK YOU. 𓆤

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: April 2024 Finished:

Mature Content 18+ |AU| "Harlow you are the one person I hate the most in this entire fucking world!" Harry's yells as his finger is pointed directly at my face, teeth clenched with anger. "Yeah well news flash!" I swat his hand away. "You're pretty high up on my list too!" I huff out as I begin to walk away, annoyed and done with this conversation. "You're not fucking leaving!" Harry yells, grabbing hold of my wrist, squeezing it tightly and pulls be back to him. He shoves me against the mirrored wall, the glass cracking against my back. His face lowers so it is now level with mine. "Not before I show you just how much I hate you." * Harlow- An aspiring singer who is for now, a backup for the one and only Harry Styles; in more way than one. Harry- The worlds heartthrob who hides his true self so well, only showing the world what they want to see. Which is a golden boy who does no wrong. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Niall Horan #5 in One Direction #6 in Dylan O'Brien

welcome to beyond the gates. this is going to be a random assortment of one shots that i'm not sure what to do with! read it if you want. or don't. whatever floats your boat. <3 it's mainly just things i want to get out of my head and also a way to help improve my writing! there will be a mix of smut and fluff but i will be sure to include at the beginning of each one a little intro and what it will contain!