Avyanna Payne must escape from her abusive and manipulative father... Harry, the man who she's always hated takes an odd interest to her situation. But he's hiding something from her, when will the truth come out? Will she ever be fully free from her father? Does anything truly last forever? "I don't think I hate you anymore..." He says weakly, pressing his head into my chest more while the tears drain from his eyes and onto the fabric covering my body. My heart aches a bit more, looking down to him. I say what I've been thinking for the past few days. "I don't hate you anymore either, Harry." *WARNING* This story includes very sensitive and possible triggering topics. Such as: Violence Rape Harassment Murder

(COMPLETED) One would say this is your typical love story, you know, best friends falling for each other, romance and all that rainbowy stuff, happily ever after. Sorry to break it down to you, it's not. This is a story in which, she, just like him, is a dreamer. They share the same passion, the same ambitions, the same competition, essentially the same dream. But those are not the only things they have in common. His mate is her brother. Her brother is his mate. There are a lot of love songs involved, as cliché as it may sound but what can you expect when you have two of the biggest pop stars in the whole world falling and fighting for one another. However, as I mentioned before, this is not your typical fairy tale. I mean, they have feelings, connection, emotions, pretty much they are perfect together. But guess what, timing's a bitch. tryst \ ˈtrīst \ 1 : an agreement (as between lovers) to meet 2 : an appointed meeting or meeting place ----- most impressive rankings: #1 on #harryedwardstyles #1 on #xfactor2010 #1 on #tryst #3 on #harrystyles #1 on #hstyles #9 on #1directionfanfic #1 on #harryfanfiction #1 on #harryau #1 on #hsau

ar·ti·fice [noun] clever or cunning devices or expedients, especially as used to trick or deceive others. {Cece Hart has been living two lives. One part is with her friends and her relationship with Harry and the other part is her work. She has always made it her mission to keep the two lives separate. Especially when it comes to Harry. However, secrets are revealed and she unknowingly puts the people she loves most in danger.}

Ivy Hart is a famous actress with a very clean background. Harry styles on the other hand has had a handful of bad press during his career as the lead singer of the band Bloodline. Ivy is set to star in a new movie in a few months and Harry and his band are releasing a new album soon. Their manager decides to set up a PR relationship with the two of them to help their projects. During this time they learn new things about each other. They also come across a huge bump in the road that they did not expect. - - - - Ranks: #11 in actress 1/23/21 - - - - - - THANK YOU FOR ALL THE SUPPORT ON TIK TOK IT TRULY MEANS SO MUCH I CANT WAIT FOR YOU GUYS TO READ THIS STORY AND I HOPE YOU'RE JUST AS EXCITED AS I AM!

When I take a look at my life and all of my crimes, You're the only thing that I think I got right. *** Excerpt: "I'm Harry Styles", he said and I turned to see him over my shoulder with a smirk on his face. "And I'm in a hurry", I deadpanned as I turned around and reached the entrance doors. If only he knew who I was, he wouldn't have that smug look on his face. Again, people are stupid because they are clueless. *** ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @finelinexxangel TW: This story includes mature and sensitive topics such as, but not limited to, vulgar language, sexual content, substance usage, violence, and mental health.

Céline, a strong and independent woman, with a rough, misfortunate, and violent past. Harry, a troubled and depressed man, with a incredibly successful and privileged past. Both of them carry dark lies and hidden secrets. Neither want to get out willingly. What will happen when these two completely opposite souls, collide into one another's lives and will they be able to save each other? .. "Thank you, C," he softly spoke. The letter he said, my name, felt so powerful to me. It was so simple, but I felt like simplicity defined me. Leonardo da Vinci said, "Simplicity is the ultimate form of sophistication". I suppose that simple nature made me sophisticated in a way that I hadn't seen before. Harry made me feel unique on a level that I never knew existed. .. Awards x 7: • Kiwi Styles Awards 2020 - 1st Place - Overall Winner • Kiwi Styles Awards 2019 - 1st Place - AU Category Winner • Kiwi Styles Awards 2019 - 2nd Place - Overall Winner • The Autumn Awards 2018 - 3rd Place - Fanfiction Winner • Discover Your Talent Awards 2018 - 1st Place - People's Choice Category Winner • The Untitled Awards 2018 - 3rd Place - Fanfiction Category Winner • Writer's Circle Awards 2019 - 1st Place - Fanfiction Category Winner Rankings: • #40 in AU | 17.01.2019 • #151 in HarryStyles | 01.02.2019 • #35 in #Emotional | 05.02.2019

Arya is a infamous Assassin, who is known to be the best murderer on the market for the mafia. She uses the name 'Violet' to stay unnoticed to the human eye. When a unknown person pays a big price to Assassinate Harry Styles. Arya takes the challenge without knowing the consequences behind it. After a couple of failed attempts to assassinate him, she easily becomes his main priority to remember who she is. What happens when both worlds collide as the ground beneath them starts to crumble? **** "Should I trust you?" He whispers in my ear as he moves a strand of my hair behind my ear. I look around the room and back to his eyes. "I don't know" I hesitate to say it at first. he shouldn't trust me, He had no clue why I was actually here with him. If he knew it would be game over, one shot and I'd all be done for. One sudden move and everything would collapse. "The thing is, I could just push you off at any second and not give a single fuck on what happens to you. That's the crazy part about this, You never know what the other is thinking when you're like this. You don't know you if you trust them." He says as he stares at the clouds above. I look beneath us at the small cars in the distance causing ruckus on the multiple roads. "So I guess it's like a game, if the other one trusts you enough to want you to stay alive or to die" he starts to fiddle with his hands. I frown and stand up just to crouch down on the ledge and face him. "Let's test it then, if you trust me, I trust you. Catch me" I grab the side of the building and drop my legs. He glances at me so I give him a smirk and let go of the building. CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT.

𝗦𝗼 𝗜 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝗮𝗿, 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗮 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗶𝘁 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙖- 𝙇𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙉𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 (𝘾𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙜 𝘿𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙙) 𝘼𝙡𝙡 𝙍𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙍𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙙