⟡ The year is 1989 when Harry moves into the house across the street from Josephine, who lets her intrigue and fascination grow about the handsome, yet mysterious man every day--that is, until her days left to live are compromised. ⟡ ⟡ THIS IS A DARK, TWISTED STORY ⟡ ⟡ Hateful and hurtful comments will be deleted if seen. Happy reading! ⟡

[LOVE TRIANGLE] (lowercase intended) TW: this book may touch on realistic, raw subjects. (mental health, abuse, trauma, ed, drug use) and things that go on because of them, so i've placed some real life situations in hopes to raise awareness. i show these serious situations and the effects they have on the characters, as well as the healing process that show how things will get better. the characters aren't perfect and all have something they're able to overcome. this book will in no means ever "fantasize" mental illness, abuse, etc. know that you're not alone and that you are so so loved and appreciated. ------- "you can't have us both, y'know." harry said, looking over at timothée as he entered the stage. timothée rested a cigarette in between his lips, shielding the end with his hand as he brought his purple lighter to it, lighting it up before he inhaled. "i never said i wanted either of you." i answered, causing him to turn his head to his side as he slightly shook his head, a smile on his face. he stood leaning against the tall speaker between us so that we were face to face, the freshness of his gum filling the area around me as he let out a sigh. "you see jenny, now i have to put your name in a song." he said so low, the rasp of his voice taking over his tone. "and we were doing so well." he shook his head, slowly getting further away as he stood straight. once his back faced me timothée shot a glare in my direction, blowing out smoke as he touched his ear, looking me up and down before grabbing his guitar. he was wearing one of my earrings. ------- ghost writer jenny sierra explores her new life as the back up singer for the world's famous boyband "two", starring members harry styles and timothée chalamet. both are total opposites and want only one thing: her. watch her as she deals with the rise of fame, new friends and enemies, dark secrets of the industry, and the battle of choosing which member she loves the most. who will it be?

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 * ||

A girl meets a boy. The boy asks the girl out. They start dating, they kiss, they have sex and eventually, they fall in love... This is how relationships are supposed to go... Right? --------------------------------- "Hi," I say, capturing his attention as I move my hair behind my ears. He stops talking with his friends and looks up at me. A grin playing on his lips as his green irises study my face. "Hi", his raspy voice comes out low and slow, giving me chills. I swallow, quickly glancing at Jace and Ronnie waiting for me at the bar counter. "Uhm... my friends said I don't have the bollocks to kiss a stranger and dared me to kiss you..." I say, letting my eyes travel to his friends that are now looking at me. "Okay..." his expression doesn't change, he keeps looking at me with a cocky smirk, "So you want to kiss me?" Shifting on my heels I clear my throat "I mean... Only if it's okay with you" He gives me a smug smile, his tongue poking out to wet his bottom lip, "Go ahead babe" he says, patting the spot beside him. Mature Content Start: 07/05/2020 or 05/07/2020

[COMPLETED] "And as for owning you, princess" He pauses, hissing between his teeth. "When I decide you're mine, I know exactly what to do to ruin you to others." *** Mature and explicit content. Read it at your own risk. *** STARTED: February 2020 FINISHED: March 2021.

"You know I love you right?" Harry questions sternly while holding my face. "Yes." I breathe out. "Good because I'm going to fuck you like I don't." ------EXPLICIT CONTENT------

All Harry wanted to do was get over his ex-girlfriend, so he got under Ophelia. *This story contains mature and explicit content*

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

"Oh, and Honey Bunny?" I look up at Harry, being able to move only my head from how strongly he tied me up. A shiver runs down my spine the moment our eyes meet, my stomach rummaging around itself - the intensity on his green stare is not something I've ever seen before. He's menacing. He glares down for a moment before he kneels right in front of me, his face now in the same level as mine. Raising his hand, he runs the black paddle whip on my torso, softly teasing it between my breasts and moving down to the base of my belly. I whimper in expectation, a mix of adrenaline, fear and eagerness making my heart beat incredibly fast. His eyes darkens as he gets closer, pressing his lips on the shell of my ear. "Next time you think of fucking playing around like that, be sure you can handle the consequences." *** "It starts in the aurora, and ends at the dusk". This book is a SEQUEL to Aurora. Be sure you read first one before starting this ;) *** MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. *** Started: March, 2021.