[Completed] [MATURE CONTENT] [TW: Mentions of drug abuse and self-harm] "When I met her, I told myself 'no feelings'. But I guess you know by now that that's never how feelings work." As a 24-year-old working with underage drug addicts in a rehab facility, Violet Rae is less than impressed when her best friend introduces her to Harry Styles, a top tier member in a notorious drug gang in London who has a heavy coke addiction. Harry seems to have taken an unlikely interest in Violet that nobody, including her, him or his friends seem to understand. The two are an unconventional match and before realizing it, Violet is sucked into a dangerous life that goes against anything she believes in. Can two people who have gone through so much trauma and have so many - literal - scars ever really have a happy ending? [Preview] "It's pathetic, I know. I just feel... so much when you're around me. I can't get enough." His voice died down in a whisper before he flicked his eyes up to stare into mine intently. The green in them instantly took my breath away as I got lost and he gulped audibly. "And I don't just like you, Violet. I love you, I really do." My heart stopped beating for a second before it started thrashing violently in my chest. "Harry..." I sighed as I shook my head, but he cut me off. "No, I know you think it's bullshit and that it's too soon and that I'm lying or that I don't know what I'm talking about, but I do." He spilled. "There's so much you don't know about me." I mumbled, tearing my eyes away from his to focus on the pendant that was laying on the mattress. "I don't care." He whispered back and I shook my head. "I... I can't say it back." "I know." I bit my lip at the intensity of this conversation, and I wondered how long it would take Harry to find out he didn't actually love me at all. ** Started: May 2021 ** Finished: November 2021

THE SEQUEL TO LEGENDARY: Wild, Peruggia and Cassidy. Three men that have dictated the lives of Harry and Atlas, without ever really telling them why. But now the secrets are out in the open, and they must find a way to navigate the world they've stumbled into. They never anticipated the pain and torment that would follow them, but as the demons start attacking those they care about, it becomes clear that the adventure they both craved no longer exists. Only the legacy of their families, and the future of their lives. Will the heist ever go forward? Or will the enemies catch them before they get a chance?

'You are going to help me acquire something very valuable,' he spoke close to my ear, his breath fanning down my neck. I looked up at the paintings in front of us, all worth millions of pounds, and then at the spot on the wall where one was missing. The knowledge of what had happened to it was giving me the adrenaline I needed to allow myself to be so close to his presence. 'Why are you trusting me with this?' I asked, turning my head slightly to face him. His green eyes met mine, a small smile turning at the corners of his lips. The room was silent as tourists filtered through the gallery, each one taking their time to focus on the artwork before them. This was a crazy proposition. I'd never been the type to run towards crazy. 'Well, you haven't told anyone yet have you? And I suspect you're seeking a little adventure.' * Atlas Hall has played it safe her whole life. Harry Styles lives for the thrill of it all. When she's recruited by the mysterious stranger, adventure awaits.

I think she said I'm having your baby.... and it's none of your business. BOOK THREE TO STYLIST!!! IF YOU HAVE NOT READY STYLIST I SUGGEST YOU GO BACK AND READDDDD!

MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. Viewer Discretion is advised. *The people inside of this work are FACE-CLAIMS. This has no correlation to any IRL individual.* *This is messy plot. Made when I was a teen. Beware.* The story of a young woman who finds her style, self worth, and strength through the power of friendship, and true love. With a punk twist. In 2010, living in suburban CHICAGO IL, Alice Mariposa Anderson, 19, wishes for a teenage dream of sex, drugs, romance and fame. A Punk Rock life is a fantasy that corrupts her daydreams every waking hour, and her love of music only fuels it--but it's a life that'll only come true if she abandons the strict religious rules of her parents Christian household, and takes a chance on her new punkstar neighbors across the street. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ Harlow Silver is a 21 y/o drummer for an underground scene/punk band named Bloody Valentine, moving from a loud, trashy New York City apartment to a quiet house in Chicago to escape his grim, horrific past. While also seeking out answers only Chicago could give him. But when he moves in across the street from a prudent, annoying, religious girl looking to bust out from her protective shell, he's forced to face his fears and break through the mental barriers that bind him to his trauma. And maybe, just maybe, love again. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ Enemies to Lovers. Slow burn. A.U.

𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. "Y-you want to kill me?" "No, I want to ruin you." Death Hood. A cloaked serial killer that leaves behind blood trails, corpses with the same cause of death and nightmares that makes everyone forget what dreams are like. Everyone has thoughts and theories but not even the professionals could figure out Death Hood's motives or identity. However, all it took was for one girl, an assistant at Malik Creations, to have one glass too many of wine and a tempting case file to discover that the face under the skull mask is Harry Styles, the owner of a Halloween Store, when no one else could've. *this story contains mature and explicit themes* Started: June 28th, 2022. Finished: November 9th, 2023.

|✓Completed.| |Mature Content(18+).| She was a porcelain doll placed in his calloused hands, fragile and pure. He broke her. She fixed him. First Chapter // 15.10.18 Last Chapter // 01.06.20 @ 243K Trailer // 03.06.20 by @-hopperstyles Achievements : #1 in "boxerharry" - 19.10.19 #1 in "harrystylesfanfiction" - 29.10.19 • 100K - 2.11.19 #1 in "boxing" - 11.03.2020 #2 in "maturethemes" - 15.03.2020 Copyright 2018 © [[ Word Count : 100 000 - 120 000]]

Abscond (verb): to leave hurriedly and secretly, typically to avoid detection of or arrest for an unlawful action such as theft. // "They had to run, run for their lives." WARNING: Extremely explicit sexual content and language. Only read if you are comfortable with mature content. All Rights Reserved to harryartwork, 2016 ©

All Harry wanted to do was get over his ex-girlfriend, so he got under Ophelia. *This story contains mature and explicit content*