After a tragic accident that killed their best friends, two former lovers are forced to come together to raise the godchildren that they share. They can either find reconciliation and possibly rekindle what they once lost, or battle the next eighteen years only being known as the other parental figure to their godchildren. This story contains mature and explicit content // 18+

"I am the hero of this story. I don't need to be saved." Layla Scott is on the run. She changes her name, chops off her long locks, and takes out all the money in her savings account to move across the world. Layla is doing whatever it takes to start over and she intends to never be found. But, a pesky neighbor proves that flying under the radar is harder than she had hoped. Harry Styles is trying to stay afloat. He works constantly to pay off debts and support his family, but finds himself instantly intrigued by the recluse that moves in next door during the dead of night. He makes it his personal mission to uncover the secrets Layla is hiding and undo the damage that has been done; even if she is determined to push him away. But, they'll both learn that sometimes, you have to save yourself. WARNING: Sexual, violent, and abusive content. Also subject to cuteness overload and feels.

"How do you think your parents would react to your success if they were still here today?" ... Jessica Steele is a world renowned singer. Harry Styles is her best friend. Things get crazy when a world tour comes into play. Boundaries are pushed, loyalties are tested, emotions spill, and sometimes love just isn't the answer to everything. [highest ranking: #7 in fanfiction] * I DON'T OWN ANY SONG/LYRICS USED IN THIS STORY. ALL CREDIT IS DUE TO THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR/WRITER. THEY ARE ONLY USED FOR FILLER AND IMAGERY PURPOSES. I DO NOT OWN THEM OR TAKE ANY CREDIT FOR THEM.

Preston Richards is a sarcastic little shit who likes to blog about Harry Styles. But she never imagined he would see any of it. - No translating or reposting please. ©whadduphazza

☮ It was the unforgettable summer of 69' during the Woodstock Festival, where the legendary tune of Jimi Hendrix' Purple Haze floated into the misty morning air. It was in between camp tents and small fires in the late night, where love was equal and peace was everything. Where the air was thick with the scent of marijuana and creativity. While listening to legendary performances, and laying in the grass with the summer sun kissing our tanned skin. That was the summer I learnt what love was really about - and took part of what is still considered an iconic event for the cultural generation of the flower children with their slogan 'make love not war'. That was the summer I fell in love with a curly haired boy wearing a flower crown, whose smile and kind eyes I would never truly forget again. ✿ cover by @fvixola ✿ WARNING: this story contains use of psychedelic drugs. All Rights Reserved 2014 © arietem

Have you ever met someone that took your breath away? The very sight of them was beautiful, and you just couldn't stand to be a second away from them? They were so far out of your league, but you just couldn't keep away? You wanted to do everything to please them and let them know they mean so much to you? That person to me was Summer Addison. We met by chance, and I fell in love. She was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen, and I wanted to get to know her. The problem? She wasn't exactly who I thought she was. I'm Harry Styles, and this is my story of how I fell in love with royalty. ** For any translations, check my reading list **

In a corrupt community, young girls are sold to men as mere objects of pleasure and they are kept for as long as the men desire. But things take a turn when the spoilt son of a wealthy businessman crosses paths with an unfortunate girl forced into the twisted world of Baby Dolls. Baby Doll © Wonderwall123 2013 - 2014

She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?