Stella Edison is a normal 21 year old who works as an executive at Gucci. She meets a British popstar Harry Styles who signs a collaboration with the brand. He is so much more than a regular celebrity she adored, enough to scare her away as they are polar opposites of eachother. She helps him to unfold the demons of his past and overcome them. They find out their common enemy in their journey, while walking past every obstacle that stood in front of them. ..................... "Stop pretending like you're the good guy here! You get that Harry?" I yell at him. He walks towards me and pushes me into a wall so my back aligns with the wall. He leans forward and says in the most calm way, "Don't you dare raise your fucking voice at me honey." I gather my courage and reply, "You don't have control over me." "You're not listening to me tha-" I cut him in between, "And why should I? Who are you?" He looks at me in the eye and says, "Fine! Guess what? I don't give a shit about you and your stuff." And to that, I say, "Neither do I." He moves away from me towards the door but I speak up again, "Will you try this outfit once so that my job is done and we don't have to tolerate eachother?" He finally picks up the outfit from the couch and starts walking towards me again. "You're such a troub-" he couldn't complete before I heard a loud noise. He doubles over on the ground, hands on his knees and instantly I realise. A bullet hit his back. ................. "It's okay to always be this wet because....." He begins but stops speaking for a second and thrusts his hips forward, making me feel that he's got an erection while saying, "...I'm always this hard when I'm around you." "Can I dive into this ocean babygirl?" He murmurs as he applies pressure along my clit with his fingers which has me melting and moaning louder. .................. Story contains:- Violence, Mature Language, Drugs, Abuse, Mental Health Triggers, Sexual Content. All rights reserved to @ifancyyouharry

In which Layla Summers is accidentally injected with heroin while being kidnapped by one of the world's deadliest gang leaders. ----- SLOW UPDATES I'M SORRY ----- this story will contain DRUGS, VIOLENCE, SEX, and STRONG LANGUAGE - you have been warned

"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!

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

[✓] ∥ "What do you fear most?" At my childish question, she smiles and looks down. In all honesty, I thought we were going to have to stay there all night, that she wouldn't find an answer until the sun comes out. But to my surprise, she looks back up at me within seconds, the smile I fell in love with no longer adorning her face. "Myself." **Warning: contains strong language, drug use and inexplicit sexual content. Copyright © 2014-2016 by funkystyles

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.