Set at the end of 2015, in which a last minute good deed by Harry sees him form an unlikely friendship with an older woman named Beth. Both are facing new chapters in their lives. Harry now has time to explore, to experience, whatever his heart desires. Beth has to overcome a recent tragedy and look towards the future. Will this unexpected friendship be just the thing that they never knew they needed? Book One in the Unexpected series. *cover made by the lovely and talented etstyles*

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

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

Harry doesn't believe in coincidences. Neither should she.

My friendship for Harry is laying on green grass on a hazy summer afternoon, hot chocolate in winter and swing sets at the park... But my love for Harry is poetry written by hand in leather journals, dried flowers pressed into novels and open button up shirts that expose my black swimmer tops. I realised something; his pinkie wrapped in mine is a feeling I've never realised I crave so badly. Perhaps because I couldn't have it. Not until now. **** With growing up comes change and for Tilly and Harry - change was their detriment. *this story contains mature and explicit content* * COMPLETED* Highest Achievements: #1 in one #1 in onedirection #1 in hs1 #1 in secretlove #1 in harrystyles #1 in films #1 in onedirectionasthemselves

Virulence: Toxic, Dangerous, and Unpredictable. Who will be the most virulent within this troubling tale? Toxicity simply runs through the bones of so many people....It is too soon to tell. But at a private, university-based boarding school, off of the coast of Northern Scotland, there houses an elite academy which is full of rebellious and wealthy students--many of whom harbor plethora's of troubling secrets. And, with the stark changes to the school's social hierarchy, ignited by the abrupt entry of a student by the name of Catherine Vanderbilt, many of those once-hidden secrets, suddenly seem to come to light. Because of this, along with a torrent of other heinous things, virulence is free-flooding through the bones of them all. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • WARNING: 🔺18+ // THIS BOOK CONTAINS VERY MATURE AND EXTREMELY EXPLICIT CONTENT THROUGHOUT ITS ENTIRETY. VIOLENCE, VULGAR LANGUAGE, AND HEAVY SEXUAL CONTENT, ARE SOME COMMON THEMES IN THIS STORY. READERS PLEASE TAKE NOTE. VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED. //🔺 • All Rights Reserved • Started: April 04, 2021 • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 harryedwardstyles #1 overseas #1 darkfanfic #1 unpredictable #1 zendaya #1 darkfanfiction

***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

We're all mad here, it's Wonderland. ~ Harry latches onto my passionate on-beat arms as he keeps me from moving forward. "Are you fuckin' mad?" He grits through his teeth. "I'm in Wonderland, Pretty Boy," I throw my free arm in the air, motioning to the surrounding world. "Of course, I've gone a little mad." He flips me around as the level of infuriation rises throughout his clenched jaw, trying to remain composed. "Don't try and be something you're not, Presley." I rip away from his hold, furrowing my brows from the curt statement, the honest revelation that should've just stayed within his mind. "We'll never be the heroes, and you know that," he says, colder than the Arctic's towering waves. "We'll never win." We'll never find Purple. Purple, the color of the Star-Crossed Lovers.

* 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