a killer instinct was coined in the early boxing world as a protective, cold mentality that surges to one's consciousness and turns one into a vicious defense practitioner. everyone has a killer instinct. for harry styles, that ruthless mentality always seemed to circle back to one singular thing - her. --- but she doesn't let me go far, keeping our faces inches apart and my lips curl up as i chew this gum in between my teeth. her fingers roughly press into my cheeks and she smiles back with a devilish, lustful glint in her eyes. "you're gonna want me in control more often after i'm done with you, baby." she whispers, taking me aback with the boldness of her statement as she simply smiles before letting go of my face with a light shove. i slowly scoff and she hums as i shake my head at her. "yeah? prove it." i taunt and she sinks her straight white teeth into her bottom lip with a smirk. --- || mature and explicit content, read at your own risk * ||

She stirred her tea slowly. "I'm not your babysitter, you know." "Says the girl hired to keep me from combusting." "I was told 'companion with boundaries.'" Harry narrowed his eyes, then grinned like the cat that found a string to pull. "That's adorable." "Don't flirt with me before I've had caffeine." "Wasn't flirting." He stepped closer, walking past her toward the fridge, close enough that his arm brushed hers - possibly by accident, possibly not. "If I flirted, you'd know." She rolled her eyes so hard it hurt her forehead. "What are we even doing here?" Harry paused, hand on the fridge handle, then looked over his shoulder with that look - the one she couldn't read yet. "Trying not to kill each other, apparently." © 2025 . All rights reserved.

Harry tilted his head, eyes scanning her as if weighing her carefully, the faintest smile tugging at his lips. "You talk like you've got something to prove." Isla leaned back slightly, setting her pen down with a soft click. She folded her arms, her posture unbothered. "I don't actually. I already proved it." He raised both eyebrows in mock surprise, a soft chuckle escaping him as he straightened up in his chair. "Let me guess. Daddy was a lawyer. You're trying to outdo him?" Her gaze sharpened, her lips pressing into a tight line as she met his challenge. "No. Daddy was a mechanic. He taught me to spot bullshit before it stains the carpet." The grin that spread across his face was genuine this time-amused and impressed. "Okay, Grant. That one almost impressed me." "You think this is a game, Styles. But I'm the only one sitting on your side of the table." A beat of silence. Harry watched her, expression unreadable, as she turned to leave. His gaze followed her, his eyes narrowing as if deciding something in his mind. "You coming back tomorrow?" "Depends. You planning to waste my time again?" He then smiled, a slow, almost imperceptible smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "I might let you save me, counselor. Just a little." © 2025 . All rights reserved.

a BURNING love story ❤️🔥

"For all time." A slow...slow...slow burning friends to lovers because I love the torture! ❤️ 18+

[START : 21 JULY, 2020] [COMPLETE : 19 AUGUST, 2023] #1 in murder #1 in Possessive He kissed me back with urgency, at last pulling my bottom lip between his teeth, ridding his cock as hard as he could. Next he attached his mouth with my breasts, sucking them like his favourite candy while sinking his teeth on my flesh with possession. "I am obsessed with you." He groaned, kissing my neck as suddenly tears commenced to gather in my eyes. I didn't want to hear that from him, all I want to know is, he loves me. But that never came from his mouth. All he said is I mean a lot to him and he is obsessed. I sniffed closing my eyes tightly as my lower stomach tightened into a sharp knot. Venessa Erza is a beautiful and established woman who was leading a simple and plain lifestyle which a normal girl would wanted to have. She is satisfied with her job and being an editor in a publishing company is a perfect job for her. But the table of her life turned when her father out of blue arranged her matrimony with the heir of Styles's family. Who was alluring with his god gifted enchanted beauty and mesmerising green eyes. If his parents named him after Eros, then they wouldn't have been wrong. He was like a magnate around women, any woman could fall in love with his only single glance as if his eyes could do a hypnotic magic spell on them. Like those women, Venessa was also enthralled by her soon to be husband. But she didn't know, she was in darkness of lies before her lifetime bond with this Styles son. She didn't know that her husband wasn't normal like the other men as she was tied up with his life and became Mrs Styles of The Styles Mansion.

Ambition & optimism are the two things, anyone needs to be able to succeed in their lives. Sometimes, in rare occasions, a person must drop the rule book of life; to achieve their goal. This goal could be a dream, a life plan, or even a love to a person that can never love back. Is it worth to leave out your life rules, just so you could please your other half? But what if the one you truly love, can't share the same feelings with you? Is it possible to stop and move on? Or will you keep trying to make them love you back? Is healing the other person's broken soul, a key to speed the process? Could this backfire at you, in a negative impact? A story about simplicity and complexity, love and hate, will be able to explain all of these wondering questions. Harmony has lived through this, therefore she will telltale her experience to you. Romance, Envy, Pride, Depression, and Happiness... These are the feelings that the story revolves around. This will be a Harry Styles Fan fiction, but keep in mind that Niall, Louis,Liam, and Zayn are very active in this story as well. One Direction won't be a band in this story, but their actual characteristics are the same. Quote: " Stop trying to force yourself on me. I'm sure you could land a better person with a click of your fingers..." Who's saying this to whom and why? Find out by reading this story <3 ...

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