[Watty's 2015 Winner] one lie. one fake relationship. one million problems. © 2016 Virgo Rose Edwards. trailer made by @novemberdreamer

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

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*

Ava Vice is simply The Girl who Fought to Provide, her brother is the only person she has and the only person she worries about more than herself, as long as her brother is fed and has a roof over his head, she didn't care about anything else. She's had the weight of the world on her shoulders since that tragic night but she managed, she had to. What happens when she catches the attention of a group? Will she let them in? ©️All Rights Reserved, Sentima Mani 2018.

**PREVIOUSLY TITLED PHONE SEX** 2024 UPDATE - Story is now discontinued. This no longer speaks to me, and if I write another Harry fic one day, it will not be this. -→ -→ -→ I promised myself that I would never go back to the man who broke my heart when I was sixteen, yet here I am. On the opposite line I hear his deep, rumbling voice. This is how three simple sentences can change every thing you've ever valued about yourself. "Let's make a deal, Haven." "What's that?" "Have phone sex with me. However, it isn't really a deal if you receive nothing in exchange. -→ -→ -→ Highest rankings since April '20: #12 - Zayn Malik -→ -→ -→ beautommo (C) 2014. Rewriting by beautommo (C) 2020. All rights reserved for myself.

"You know what? Let's do something fun" she smiled at him not knowing what the whole night had plan for them that would change their perspective towards each other. Nova Brooks is an average sixteen year old working in a cafe with a normal life that is until Shawn Mendes came walking through the front doors of Dreamer's Cafe. What can an all nighter out adventuring the city do for both teens? That involves an aftertaste in the end. [Disclaimer: My fifteen year old self wrote this so expect very little errors here and there when reading along with a bit of cliches, Enjoy the story though!]

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction

My hands started to tremble as I gazed at him under my eyelashes, I know I'm in deep shit and my punishment is going to be severe. "Strip," his voice is a barely whisper but I heard it clearly. I started pushing my nigh gown sleeve strap as he observed my every move sitting on the high sofa, sipping his whiskey. My silk nightgown which I've been wearing slid down making me stand bare in front of him. The cold air in the room hit my skin making my tits harden. His eyes drank every inch of my skin slowly. I can already feel the excitement down there, my body automatically reacts to him. "On bed, open your legs." I did whatever he said even though I feel too shy to sit like as he watches my wet pussy. "Rub yourself." My eyes widen slightly as I never rubbed myself, it's new to me.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!