Harry Styles is the principal at Little Valley Elementary School. Quinn is a busy single mom to Maggie, who's just starting Kindergarten.

* MATURE CONTENT * Iris White: a model pushing through her dreams in New York, She'll do anything for anyone. Even her enemies. But nothing for herself. Harry styles: Singer, sex symbol, arrogant. Did I say, narcissist? Hates everyone and everything, he drowns himself out with drugs and alcohol. He does everything for himself. When Iris crosses Harry's path at an event, he's the performing artist, the gentleman facade he puts on fools her. Does her crossing his paths lead to the worst decision she's ever made... or her best? A drunken, drugged up hookup leads to a tie between them, a child, at the prime of their careers, will it destroy them or create them? #8 IN #HARRYSTYLES

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.

We're all mad here, it's Wonderland. ~ Harry latches onto my passionate on-beat arms as he keeps me from moving forward. "Are you fuckin' mad?" He grits through his teeth. "I'm in Wonderland, Pretty Boy," I throw my free arm in the air, motioning to the surrounding world. "Of course, I've gone a little mad." He flips me around as the level of infuriation rises throughout his clenched jaw, trying to remain composed. "Don't try and be something you're not, Presley." I rip away from his hold, furrowing my brows from the curt statement, the honest revelation that should've just stayed within his mind. "We'll never be the heroes, and you know that," he says, colder than the Arctic's towering waves. "We'll never win." We'll never find Purple. Purple, the color of the Star-Crossed Lovers.

[COMPLETED] where she sat and ate her strawberries, while he smoked his cigarettes. -harry styles au -set in summer of 1998 -mentions rape, sexual assault, abuse, fighting, and suicide

"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would be weird, but i'm tired of being mocked about my innocence. "Fine..." I whispered crossing my arms across my chest. My foot began tapping, a habit I picked up from my mother. "I'll do it, but you can't tell anyone." My finger pointing at him like a mother would do scolding a child. "No one has to know. Not a soul." He leaned further into me, forcefully gripping my hips pushing me against his bedroom wall.

in which, a girl is forced to do illegal actions with a group of unknown guys in order to save her sister.

~You've got my devotion~ ~But man, I can hate you sometimes~ Belle Sinclair flies across the country to be apart of Harry Styles' new music video. Will she let herself fall for Harry, or will her troubled past force her to keep her walls up? *Trigger Warning: This book contains verbal and physical domestic abuse and profanity. If those topics make you uncomfortable, this is not the right book for you.*

"Hey, Townes. Isn't that the boy who was here couple months ago?" I look up from wiping the tables, and glanced at the tv. My jaw dropped open, I blinked couple times to make sure I wasn't just seeing things, and that in fact, the boy that was on tv looked like the same boy who was here couple months ago. "I-" I paused, and read the name on the bottom of the screen. "But, that says Harry Styles, the man that was here, wasn't Harry. It was Edward," I muttered. Clicking my tongue, I went back down, wiping the stubborn stain on the table. After the applause on the tv, my eyes glanced at the tv again. The artist named Harry came up, one hand grabbing the microphone while his other was just under, holding onto the stand. The respectful crowd falling silent as music started playing. "She's got a family in Carolina" Laura coughs, "I don't know Townes... he sounds just like this so-called Edward." "So far away, but she says I remind her of home" Huh, sounds like something I said. "Feeling oh so far from home, She never saw herself as a west coaster Moved all the way 'cause her grandma told her" I laughed awkwardly, "Well, cant be me. I love the west coast." I joked. "Townes," I looked up, but Laura's mouth was closed. Turning around, I looked at the tv, my body feeling numb. "Towns, better swim before you drown" *** A story about a girl from a small town finding out that a song was written about her after sharing a night with the one and only, Harry Styles. The only problem is that she didn't know his real name was Harry and not Edward as he said it was - let alone know that he is a sensation pop star. Now, Townes is doing everything she can to see him one more time, dealing with obstacles and crazy fans along the way.

[ONGOING/ON HIATUS] a story about opening up to new dynamics, an undealt past, a stolen ring, a psychotic ex, and an alluring young man with a peculiar taste in beverages. /// - an adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy and sunflowervolvimp3 collaboration - vampire!harry self-insert au (we like writing Y/N because it's more inclusive by allowing everyone to create their own mc in their head)