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.

" You really aren't in any position to be making demands, hot shot" I say pushing the blade harder against his neck. He chuckles deeply before leaning into the blade " and you, little devil, should know by now I'm not scared of you." A shiver runs down my spine. I'm fucked. I lower the knife slowly as my eyes flick down to his lips. Don't do this, Sage. Either walk away or kill him, those are your options. His hand slowly cups my face as he grabs my chin. He tilts it up forcing me to look at his eyes. With that one look everything stops. I am so beyond fucked it's not even funny. How the fuck did I get here. "Now correct me if I'm wrong, little devil, but I believe my eyes are up here," That stupid smirk crosses his lips as he continues " if you keep staring I might get the impression you want something from me." He lowers his mouth to my ear " Say the word and I'm yours Sage."

He lives on West 76th Street. T.W: graphic scenes, violent scenes, sexual scenes. DO NOT PRINT MY WORK.

*Story containes MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* THIS IS A SEQUEL / PART 2. Read "Stall" before this book, unless you just like spoiling things for yourself. If that's the case, you do you boo. "Something can be both delicate and violent" *** Harry lowers his eyes at me as he backs me up against the wall, the red lighting only making him look more menacing "You wanted the bad guy Abby? Wanted the villain?" My heart his running a hundred mile an hour when my breathing hitches in my throat as his hand comes up to wrap his long fingers tight around my jaw forcing me to look him in the eye. "Well now you've got him" He leans his face close to mine, his voice dropping to a low warning murmur that has my stomach hitting the floor. "...Run little mouse" *** BOOK STARTED JULY 1 2019 COMPLETED JULY 2021

⚠️ Mature content⚠️ I can feel my heart beating as my phones still ringing unsure who would call me this late at night. I'm tense and I can feel my chest rising and falling quickly "could it be him" I say out loud without even realizing it When Amelia Rose Everhart moves to England to start her new life she would have never thought about meeting a man she knew so well but actually didn't know at all. "good morning love" Alexander says reaching over and swiftly pulling my hips to his. I can feel my self reacting to his touch pushing my hips back so I can be closer to him my eyes finally adjust to the light so I turn over and look at him rubbing my hand across his face "good morning there baby" I say smiling Alexander looks at me with a heart full of sadness "do you really have to leave so soon, I don't even understand why your doing this" his heartbeat picking up and tears forming in his eyes and all I can do is look at him and say "I need to start over"

"So you don't believe in god, hell and things like that?" I ask as I raise the toothpick to my mouth and take the olives off it with my lips. Harry looks at my lips then a barely visible small smile appears on his face. "No." "Then what do you believe in? What do you think?" I'm really curious now. "We are all sinners sent to earth to be forgiven." He says and his words cut deep. I don't say anything to that, but I stand up with my glass and walk to the railing, looking down at the stage I think about what he said. "And what if we can't be forgiven?" I try to see through the course of his thought. A few moments after my question, still watching the stage,I feel Harry step behind me. "We get a punishment. Which means you did something really bad." He says quietly, then puts his hand on my throat from behind my back. I could smell his whiskey-scented breath and I had goosebumps as I felt the cold rings on my throat. "Cause I am the worst punishment, baby." // Ashley Brown thought her life was in ruins. After years of torment, one night she will be too curious. Hell actually started there but so did heaven. For the first time in her life, the picture comes together. She realizes that everything makes sense and that there is a bigger picture than she thought. The only question is now, is this a good thing? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @lifewithava1d CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ADDICTION / RELATIONSHIP-DOMESTIC VIOLENCE/ SEXUAL CONTENT

Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-known killers. Catalina tries to understand him, eventually failing because instead she falls for a man so willing to resist her. [Contains Mature Content]

By: ZerriesGap "A girl once told me to be careful when trying to fix a broken person because you may cut yourself on their sharp edges." {k.w.} Note: All credit goes to ZerriesGap. I am just simply republishing it. When she took this story down, I noticed a lot of people were wanting to read it again and I still had it in my library so I decided to republish it. Thanks! Hope you enjoy her amazing work.

[COMPLETED] Esmereld Payne, better known as Emera or Esme, has always been a rebellious young woman. She doesn't take shit from anyone and will put someone in their place that disrespects her. But that may not be ideal when you are kidnapped by the most powerful gang leader in the world. Esme has always known that this world has cruel and ruthless people walking on it everyday. Little did she know that one of them had a pair of enchanting green eyes and a wicked smirk. Will she be able to survive the infamous Harry Styles? ------------------------------ THIS BOOK CONTAINS TRIGGERING SUBJECTS. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH ANY. SEXUAL AND EXPLICIT ADULT CONTENT VULGAR LANGAUGE VIOLENCE/ABUSE ------------------------------ "Leave me alone." I step up into his face, testing his dominance. It probably isn't the best idea for me to do this, given what has happened last time I decided to defy him. Harry steps closer to me and burns his gaze through my skull, looking into the deepest parts of my soul. He slowly brings his hand up in between us until it meets my neck. He tightens his grip at his finger tips, not hard enough to restrict my breathing. With his large hand now wrapped around my neck, he pulls my body closer to his until our chests meet. With my head tilted up to meet his eyes, I can feel my skin burning up, in contrast to his cold rings. I feel him dip his head down until I feel his hot breath on my ear, making goosebumps rupture all over my body. "I just want to see what that pretty little mouth can do." ------------ #2 in darkharryfanfics ------------ all rights belong to @1d_epression

Anna Taylor. The spoiled princess of the underworld. Harry Styles. The hired bodyguard to keep the youngest Taylor protected from the only world she's ever known. The Taylors are known for their corrupted clubs and the dark things that happen in them. They're known to the overprotective of the youngest Taylor and have a way of making people disappear without a trace. Secrets will be unveiled, and loyalty will be tested. If Anna Taylor knows anything, it's how to get what she wants, even if Harry pretends that he doesn't burn with jealously each time she touches another man in front of him.