"one look at the newest member of the boston bruins and i knew i was absolutely, totally, completely, and irrevocably... pucked." ☘︎☘︎☘︎ [completed; january 14, 2021]

Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River, a stubborn and somewhat oblivious girl, who just doesn't understand the reasoning behind his nefarious ways but is determined to find out. River comes to realize that Harry's hiding something much deeper than expected... only once those secrets come to the surface, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

I hate her, I hate her, I fucking hate her. If she died right now, I wouldn't care. My main concern would be how I would get my money for this stunt. I have not an ounce of a feeling for this girl in front of me, yet I can't move under her angry gaze. I wouldn't dare. "Fuck you." I whisper out a pitiful insult to get the last word. "Fuck you." She replies just as quietly, taking a deep inhale as she holds our eye contact. She grinds her jaw as she stays looking at me, eyes scanning over my face with a huff. I hold my same scowl, still not backing away from her. I'm stuck in my place, my face not even an inch away from hers. I don't know how it happened, who started it, or what, but before I know it, her lips are on mine and I'm shoving her body backwards into the shelf. - Aubrey Hart and Harry Styles, costars in the movie "Forbidden Connection", hate each other. On screen, they're happily in love and yearning for each other's touch. Outside of that, though, it's constant yelling and fighting between the two of them. There's never a second of peace. Harry goes too far with what he says and Aubrey claps back in an instant. They don't clash very well whatsoever. When they're offered a big paycheck for a PR relationship, will the forced closeness become a little too real? Will they start to grow an understanding for each other? It's like they all say... there's a fine line between love and hate. **MATURE CONTENT** HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in harrystyles #1 in louistomlinson #1 in zaynmalik #1 in liampayne STARTED JANUARY 2021 - COMPLETED JULY 2021

"I know we're sloshed but, I've been thinking," he started carefully. She giggled at his words, but didn't stop him, so he continued. "About what you said... about boys? Well I was thinking and...I know we've talked a bunch before about how you've never had a boyfriend and you're like... afraid to not know anything... when the time comes. And I was thinking, maybe - if you were ok with it - maybe I. Maybe I could teach you some things?"He squeezed his eyes tight, in shock that the words had made it out of his mouth. In shock that she didn't scream at him or hit him and run away. In shock that she was actually considering it.Her eyes stayed closed as she adjusted her body to get even closer to his. "Sounds nice.""Yea?""Yeah." Or: the college / best friends / friends with benefits fic that no one asked for but I wrote anyway.

[COMPLETED] "We ignore truths for temporary happiness." ***** Grayson is the CEO of an IT company in New York City. She is head strong, bold, and independent. Her life seems to be perfect with her successful boyfriend, amazing job, and loving family. ***** Harry works as software engineer at the same IT company in New York City. He is the shy and nerdy guy who seems to always manage to fly under the radar. He also has a huge crush on his boss, Grayson. ***** But what happens when Grayson loses her perfect boyfriend, due to her dedication to her work, and Harry has to stand in as her fake boyfriend for a family function? Will his temporary boyfriend position to the girl he has been crushing on turn permanent? Or will everything just be, temporary? ***** MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT ***** Started- 14 November, 2020 Finished- 16 April, 2021

✔️ COMPLETE Part-time violinist and full-time procrastinator, Jackie Picot, has a total of five problems after only the first week of starting Battersea, University of London. 1) Her flatmate keeps having sex with a bloke Jackie knows will eventually break said flatmates heart. 2) She can't find a job in bloody busy London, and without one she'll never be able to afford the violin of her dreams (or survive, for that matter, as she needs food). 3) She misses her little brother so much it hurts. 4) Jägerbombs used to taste better. 5) A very cute, yet annoying, guy named Harry keeps popping up everywhere, and she's unsure how to appropriately flirt with boys as she's only ever done so with girls. Or, the short version, Jackie isn't sure how she's going to survive London; socially, economically, mentally, or sexually. University, Friends to Lovers AU🎓 © 2019

✔️ COMPLETE Naomi McKay is running away. After a catastrophic end to her three-year relationship, she needs to escape Hampshire to focus on what she really wants in life. St Ives, Cornwall seems like the perfect place for her, far away from everyone and everything she knows. However, her harmonious getaway is cut short when she runs into the lightkeeper who is in dire need of help, and for some reason, she finds herself wanting to come to this stranger's rescue. Next second, Naomi is thrust into a fake relationship, multiple Cornish summer parties, family gatherings, self-discovery, a lighthouse, and a summer she'll never forget. Fake Dating AU Affectionately dubbed lightkeeper!harry🌊 © 2020

*THIS STORY IS ON HOLD UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE! i'm currently writing other stuff while editing this story!!* *18+ Story Contains Mature Content* "Just as a snake sheds its skin, we must shed our pasts over and over again" - Preview: "Callen seriously where were you?" I scoff and roll my eyes, "You really think you're in the place to ask fucking questions right now?" I snap my head towards him and he sits there calm still, probably expecting my outburst. "You were gone for hours, why wouldn't I ask?" he asks again, keeping his voice low. I glance around the place and it looks like he's already made himself something to eat. "Like you actually care why I was gone" I say sarcastically while holding the cigarette in between my lips, reaching down to unzip my boots and take them off. "You know what I fucking hate Harry?" It's silent for a second until I look back at him, and he nervously replies with a 'what'. I take my jacket off and reach down to the holster in my pants, taking out one of the knives that he gave to me. I set it on the counter and look at him, "I hate when people lie to me. Do you want to know why I hate people lying to me?" It's kind of a rhetorical question, but if he can't see how mad I am then that's his problem. - ONGOING: DECEMBER 2020 - HIGHEST RANKINGS #2 in analysis #27 in harry #1 in analyzing #1 in hs #1 in behaviour #4 writing

[COMPLETED] where she sat and ate her strawberries, while he smoked his cigarettes. -harry styles au -set in summer of 1998 -mentions rape, sexual assault, abuse, fighting, and suicide

"You've got to stop doing that." I jump when a raspy accent coming from the far corner of the room cuts through the silence. Shit. In quick impulse I turn around to face the tall silhouette at the doorway, doing my best to cover the array of items strewn behind me. His hair is up in a small bun tonight, the thin fabric of his black tee resting lightly on his shoulders, clarifying his torso and collar bones in the dimness of the small room. He's in a loose pair of sweats, no rings on his hands. It's strange seeing him this way. "What are you gonna do, lock me up again?" I fold my arms out in front of me, carefully submerging my hands in the sleeves of my sweatshirt. "Maybe I need to." he deadpans, beginning to slowly make his way across the room. "That would be a lot more threatening if you hadn't made it clear you need me here." I pout, testing him to see how far I can get. He's made his way over, now so close I can feel his body heat. His breath strong with the scent of alcohol blows onto my lips. I clench my teeth, a shiver running down my spine when he reaches his arm out behind me, brushing against my shoulder ever so slightly. "you know, you're really gonna have to learn to keep that pretty little mouth shut. And maybe once you've learned that," I hear a click ring out behind me, him closing the black box. "You'll learn to keep your hands off my things." "Good talk." I shift out from under him, balling my fist as I make my way for the door. He reaches out, lightly grabbing my arm to stop me. I knew i'd be dumb to think I could get away with it that easily. "Hand it over Kaia." He holds an open hand in front of me, a blank expression. My face drops, both our eyes wandering to where my hand is safely tucked under my sleeve. I gulp, turning the small item in my hand one last time, before extending my arm and dropping the key into his.