"There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you-of kindness and consideration and respect-not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn't know you had." Includes Mature Content | 18+

*Includes Mature Content* Harry Styles: the founder and CEO of one of the fastest-growing American record labels and recording companies in the world. After starting the company at the age of twenty, he maintained the company's widespread success with the strong motivation of ensuring that he could provide for his six-year-old daughter, Naomi Styles. Iris Monroe: a bright and optimistic second-year first-grade English and Art teacher at the most prestigious private schools in the city of Los Angeles. While her students work on a writing activity, she notices one student in particular struggling with reading and writing more than expected at her age. In an attempt to reach out to Naomi's father, after leaving an endless number of voicemails and sending emails, Mr. Styles finally finds time in his busy schedule to meet Ms. Monroe for a parent-teacher conference. But when their relationship expands beyond the classroom, they're left entangled in a challenging and Frowned Upon predicament.

With an open mind and an even bigger heart, Billie Nora branches out to the West Coast in hopes of successfully fulfilling her IVF treatment and rout the odds of becoming a mother after being told she couldn't at a young age due to her diagnosis. Little does she know how her life is bound to shift gears and take a complete different route than the one she already had planned when facing an unexpected turn. - This story contains mature and explicit content. Please read "welcome | intro" for further warnings.

"We only met 24 hours ago and I already couldn't remember what it was like to not know that he existed. And now, I wasn't so sure I could ever handle not knowing him again."

[ COMPLETED ] Neither of them knew one night could change everything. ✼ ✼ ✼ For mature audiences only. Story contains sexual content and vulgar language so read at your own risk! COPYRIGHT © 2015, stylescloud All rights reserved, please don't copy and/or steal my story!

Sydney thought escaping to the Italian coast would be the perfect way to mend her broken heart and finally finish her book. Peace, quiet, pasta... perfecto. What she didn't expect was her ridiculously attractive, incredibly grumpy, and oddly familiar neighbor to be a walking, talking (and singing) distraction. Turns out, "Mr. Normal" is actually Harry Styles, hiding out from the world. Oops! Between accidental beach dates, hilarious language mishaps, and the undeniable magic of the Amalfi Coast, Sydney and Harry find themselves falling for each other, fast. But can a heartbroken music therapist and a disillusioned pop star really make it work? Or will the glare of the spotlight - and their own past baggage - prove too much for their budding romance? Get ready for sunshine, serenades, and a whole lot of amore in Salerno Satellite! Publishes Wednesdays and Saturdays.

We were supposed to be just friends.

[a harry styles fanfiction] - lawyer!harry ▪︎ ▪︎ Note to my past self--do not, I repeat, do not say yes to marrying the handsome stranger you happen to know absolutely nothing about. I wasn't getting married in a lush green garden while the few friends I had cheered us on as I had always imagined I would. I wasn't laughing or crying from extreme happiness as every bride did at one point during the ceremony. I wasn't even wearing a white dress, let alone my dream wedding gown. Instead of a beautiful wedding dress, I had on a simple blue dress and I was standing next to the wrong man, one who did nothing but frown and glower. Also, his grip surprisingly tight around mine. Such a simple act, but holding a stranger's hand while you're getting married? Not fun. Hell, forget about handholding--I was about to be the wife of a man I knew nothing more about than what a quick Google search had provided. Yet I had willingly and knowingly agreed to this, hadn't I? ▪︎ ▪︎ [not my original story]

It all started with the prompt "we're not just friends and you fucking know it", and then it turned into several short scenes about two people who are supposed to be just friends, except they aren't. AU, angst, romance, friends to lovers +18 (explicit language and explicit sexual content)

y/n has had a crush on harry since they were kids but he's off-limits. him being her best friend's brother and all she has never made a move, knowing emma wouldn't approve. but lines are blurred one night and she doesn't know if she can follow the rules like a good girl. or y/n is off limits and harry just can't have that. * * * * a harry styles fanfiction series by @lilystyles on tumblr! now a published on wattpad by @lilystyleswrites