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!

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* "People only leave this town in a box 6ft tall and 2ft wide." *** It's 1998, Layla has gone on a one woman road trip to find inspiration and ends up in the middle of nowhere in the country. A quiet place called Clovertown. This leads her to The Lucky Lamb motel, and it's asshole of an owner. That's the least of her problems though. There's something not very lucky about this place. *** Story Start Date : TBA

**NOT THE REAL DUPLICITY. MOVE AROUND ME ** Have you ever read Duplicity by HappyDays1D? Well I have and I thought there wasn't nearly enough drama so I decided to take matters into my own hands 😼 *this is a parody fic and is not meant to be mean or hateful in any way. I love and respect Happydays1D and their incredible work.* Started September 5th 2020

"Are you happy?" The voice that I've gotten all to familiar with speaks to me looking me straight in the eyes. "Of course I'm happy I have everything I wanted in life", I say to him with no hesitation in my voice breaking his gaze rolling my eyes. "Really? You're happy? What do you do that makes you happy?, do you do the job you always wanted?, do you make your own choices or do you let someone else make them for you?, do you not speak how you feel because you're worried how people will react? Well I want you to tell me honestly what you feel right now it's just you and I, so I ask you again are you truly happy Julianna? "I-I um I don't kn-know",I speak barely above a whisper looking in his emerald eyes for comfort scared of the truth to his questions. TW. CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH / PHYSICAL ABUSE / MENTAL ABUSE ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @Taylor-tpwk NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS _BEST RANKINGS_ - #3 in katmcnamara - #6 in lt - #9 in taylorlautner - #14 in hazzastyles - #17 in 1directionfanfic - #17 in hsau - #30 in gigihadid - #44 in hazza - #131 in harryedwardstyles - #170 in darkharry - #603 in gangs - #787 in one

"Mr. Horan. Our relationship is, and always will be strictly professional." "We'll see about that, sunshine." -- A story in which an arrogant, charming, slightly self-centered football player is determined to get his new, young accountant to sleep with him. But they both soon realise being involved with each other leads to more than either of them bargained for. |Mature Content, 18+| |Completed|

"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

** CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT** IMPORTANT: This book is a 'prequel' to Stall 1 & 2. PLEASE READ THOSE FIRST. **** "It all began in 2015. I was at my club... it was a regular night. But it's the night my life would change and I had no idea at the time." I slowly open my eyes, looking at the camera. "I guess I should talk about the first night I met Abby..." **** START DATE TBA.

What ever you do, don't call him James. "It's Jimmy, bitch." Story start date : TBA

This will be about duplicity Louis how he falls for nova and all that good stuff, I wanted to write a book about duplicity louis because there isn't many yet, and I'm inlove with him. This will also include Nova and Nialls POV sometimes . It's gonna be his relationship with each of the guys and the way he develops a relationship with nova and Aven.. anwaysss All credits go to Happy1ddays I will include a TW! If there's violence,drugs,guns,yelling or sexual content :) For my soul is not worthy to desire a soul that outshines the sun. "A beautiful tattoo almost like a poem, what was the inspiration for it?" She questions oblivious to the fact that, She is the soul that outshines the sun, and I am the soul that isn't worthy to desire her. I can't explain the way she makes me feel, Like fresh ink on my skin Like a cup of tea on a bad day Like sleeping under the stars Like the adrenaline before concerts Like the vibrations of the bass flowing through my body Like the flashing lights at a party Like blasting my kind of woman while walking to the hotel after a show Like knowing I won't ever love someone the way I love her.. Like Going to sleep knowing the one person you love, is the only person you want to protect, but the only thing to protect them from is yourself. "Yea pretty isn't it? Let's get going the lads are waiting."

"Please Harry! I promise I won't do anything ever again, just please don't hurt me," I beg as I look into his now dark eyes. I see him pull out a scarf, as involuntary tears start to stream down my cheeks. "Don't worry babe. I'm not going to kill you," he says as he brings up his big hand to my face and uses his thumb to wipe away a tear. "I am only going to make you wish that you were dead," he whispers devilishly into my ear. || Annabel Fleming is finally getting a week off from her stressful college life. When she runs into Harry, a strange mysterious guy with dark hair, green eyes, and odd clothes. She somehow ends up waking up on a colorless island and not knowing how to escape.|| *This story contains dark and mature content. You will get no other warning.*