"Once a week." "Once a week?" "We fuck once a week, every week" // A Summer dogsitting job for Mr. Styles is a dream come true for any broke uni student. He's rich, gorgeous, and irresistable. A tumblr originating series that follows two neighbours who end up in a sexual relationship. ━━━━━ ♡ ━━━━━━━ ♡ ━━━━━━ Warnings: recreational drug use and strong sexual themes with bdsm. It is an agegap romance, if you don't like it don't read it. MC is 22 and H is 38/39 Note: This is a tumblr originating series so it jumps straight into smut and plot is developed as the chapters go on. It also has an unnamed character so y/n will be used throughout.

"Jesus, you still don't get it, do you?" He sneered, practically scoffing at the helpless girl in front of him. "I'm in control. That means what I say, goes. And I'm telling you, baby, you're not fucking leaving." His words were cold and they never failed to make that unnerving chill rattle through her body. She didn't think someone could be so cruel yet emotionless, could do the things he did without an ounce of guilt. And yet maybe he did - feel guilt, that is. But maybe he forced himself to ignore it, maybe he told himself, convinced himself that what he did, needed done. And making sure Layla never left his grasp was just that. - Dark!Harry

[SEQUEL TO OSCILLATION] Emma is forced to deal with starting her life over while the missing six months of her memory haunt her. If her memories come back, her life might be overturned irreversibly. Her survival instinct would be pushed to the limit and the only question left would be if she is strong enough to survive the ordeal once more.

"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me. "Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret. "And what?" "Don't worry about it." THIS BOOK IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION! The characters in it are in NO way a representation of the people chosen to play them. It is merely a story, and they fit the physical description best for their characters. The characters I have created are completely fictional, and in no way relate to my thoughts and or feelings about the people I have chosen to play said characters! || THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hs -#1 in fiction -#1 in racing -#1in dragracing -#2 in harrystyles -#4 in youngadult -#5 in onedirection -#19 in cars -#31 in gangs -#57 in fighting -#64 in harry -#111 in drama -#461 in love

Gedeon Sokoloff wanted revenge and would have done anything to bring down his enemies. Before, he wanted to kill every single Italian as the Russian Bratva. It was his only purpose since they killed his mother. That was before Dove Genovese. She was nothing more than a stepping stone as the Italian's princess, only a pawn in his twisted game. Now, he knows there's no life without his other half. And he'll do anything to get her back. Dove Genovese wanted freedom and found it through her other half, Gedeon. She was finally happy and found a family to call her own. Just as quickly, it was ripped away from her. Her wings are stripped away until she yearned for nothing more than death. Will Gedeon be able to save and bring back the girl he fell in love with? Or were their story doomed from the start?

*DARK HARRY. PSYCHOLOGICAL THRILLER. VIEWER DISCRETION ADVISED* 1987. Summer. Harry. Daisy. Daisy and Harry. Love? Love. Sick. Sick. Sick. Twisted. Tainted. Trick. • • • Her mind is not kind. Her memory fades. And the girl is falling in love with the green eyed man who has loved her before. "An illusion is usually dark by the end." • • • The trick, is to remember. WARNING: Mature content, mature language, mature scenes, dark themes, sensitive topics, mental health, manipulation, triggering situations.

The Reaper and his bike hail the open road. Leather meets lace. A fondness for bunnies. The feared becoming the protector. Or, Motorcycle Club!Harry, Stevie has a stalker, forced proximity, only one bed, moody blues, fiery tempers, dirty clubhouses, and personal chefs. Biker!Harry

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

Raizel's POV on certain parts of "The Bloodlust Alpha". *Can't be read as a stand-alone unless you just here for some steamy chapters*

Benita "Benny" León despises everything Harry Styles represents: the glorification of violence, the shadow of his serial killer father. Yet, when Crimson Kills is short of a drummer, the chance is too big to ignore. Can she reconcile her principles with the magnetic but unsettling world of a rock star defined by darkness, especially when that darkness starts to bleed into reality? rewritten 2025 » This is a Harry Styles AU Fan Fiction with no ties to Harry Styles. Story contains Mature and Explicit content.