𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. "Y-you want to kill me?" "No, I want to ruin you." Death Hood. A cloaked serial killer that leaves behind blood trails, corpses with the same cause of death and nightmares that makes everyone forget what dreams are like. Everyone has thoughts and theories but not even the professionals could figure out Death Hood's motives or identity. However, all it took was for one girl, an assistant at Malik Creations, to have one glass too many of wine and a tempting case file to discover that the face under the skull mask is Harry Styles, the owner of a Halloween Store, when no one else could've. *this story contains mature and explicit themes* Started: June 28th, 2022. Finished: November 9th, 2023.

Roots from the trees go deep within the soil of the earth. Roots within us grow deep within our soul, linking us to our family, our hopes, our dreams.. Our roots lead us to our start.. they lead us to our heart. Sterling King is a girl with deep roots, and long branches that lead to nothing. Harry Styles is a boy with bright leaves, and ever growing colors. EXCERPT: "Hi." "Um... hi." "What's your name?" "Sterling...." "Well... Aren't you going to ask me what mine is?" "No...Why would I do that?" "Because I'm a stranger peaking over the fence... I thought you'd be curious." "Well I'm a stranger sitting in a tree house... I stopped being curious a long time ago. Curiosity brings nothing but trouble." "Well I'm Harry... and I'm curious about you Sterling..." "Well... stop." -------------------------- DO NOT PRINT MY WORK!!! "Roots are not in landscape or a country, or a people, they are inside you." - Isabel Allende • TW: mentions of death, and rape/sexual assault. PTSD.

✼ In Malibu, California in 1965, a surfer and world-famous aerialist undergoes a chain of comedic and not-so-comedic mishaps that force him to re-evaluate who he is. ✼ Most impressive rankings // #2 in Conflict and #62 in Comedy! ✼ Voted #1 in the 2019 VA Awards for both Alternate Universe and Fan Favorite! ✼ Please read with discretion.

When Alexandria takes a trip to London, the last thing she expected was for the handsome guy with long hair and green eyes to kidnap her. ‼️WARNING/TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, SEXUAL CONTENT, MENTION OF SUICIDE, MENTION OF SELF HARM AND SELF HARM SCARS, MENTION OF EATING DISORDERS, MENTION OF SEXUAL ASSAULT, MENTION OF DRUGS AND DRUG USE, INCLUDES VIOLENCE, MENTION OF GANGS/GANG RELATED ACTIONS, MENTION OF DEPRESSION, MENTION OF ANXIETY.‼️

Blinded by terror. Elise has been abused, starved, and has gotten worse by her parents. She has been mistreated her whole life since birth. But find out what happens when she meets some strangers in the park one night. Will she find her real family? Will she ever find love? Will she stop getting abused? Will she stop starving? Will she finally get a happily ever after?

Hi I'm Abigail Styles.. Yes harry styles sister. Oh and I have depression and I have it bad. My Mother sent me to live with my brother and his band mates for like a year. And I know its going to be one heck of a year. Can one of the boys save me from my depression or will I no longer be.

A Contract. That's all Louis needs to fulfill himself. A simple signature and a NDA. Louis has been living the life of a dominant for a long time. He thinks emotions are irrelevant and it's safe to say that Louis ignores matters of the heart like the plague. In comes Harry Styles. Warm, green-eyed, hot, virgin and Louis finds himself going crazy. But will they last long with Louis's ways? And Harry's dark past? *Warning: Please don't read if you're not comfortable with BDSM, mental illnesses, or past abusive relationships* Copyright 2015. All Rights Reserved. Created by ReaperLover123. Cover made by the amazeballs HunterMay18 Please do not copy this story.

His attentive gaze lingered on my trembling presence for more than I would have thought possible. Our eyes were locked without a slight awareness of our surroundings. We were under each others spell, the tingling sensation followed by his body moving towards mine only enticed the fluttering butterflies in my stomach. His hand made contact with my cheek and all thoughts and self control was lost on my part. My body in his full and lustful possession. He was to do and care for me how which way he wanted. And I was too fall at his dismay If need be. I was his slave, the woman he'd call upon for his disheveled desire and I'd comply without as much as a breath of reply. Another surge of electricity elated my vulnerably limp body. If not for his grasp I'd have my knees buckle from beneath me. "You are mine." His commanding tone demanded with such stern possession. His grip tightening around my hips to lowering hands above my butt. Trembling breaths were exchanged, as well as eager touches. I found myself in complete euphoria in this mans arms. And I was too soon discover said man was of no angelic figure as I'd been deemed to convince myself. Carter was shy and undetermined to be noticed by the cliche popular girls and -the almost figured religious to girls- bad boys. She could never have imagined the thought of finding herself moving to a new university where these things are just what she finds impossible to avoid. But she's kept her own secrets hidden. A fatal past with locked up and secured emotional distress she's bottled up ever since she could remember. So if she meets someone who has darker secrets and a dangerous past, what will she do? Run and hide? Or stay and play? ||WARNING: SEXUAL AND MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR AGES BELOW 15 PLEASE||

"I think that you can definitely be infatuated with someone the first time you see them -" I pause as I think about what exactly I wanted to say as we looked up at the stars in the warm summer night. While she awaits for me to continue my speech I could feel her eyes on me. And I know if I would move my head to the side to look at her, those beautiful hazel eyes of hers would hold me captive, like they do every single fucking time. "And then you can fall in love with them afterwards." I finished my sentence and dare to glance at her, just to confirm that her eyes were already on me. "You seem so sure about that." She narrowed her eyes at me which make me think she didn't believe a word I said. Well believe me if someone said these types of things to me two months ago, I wouldn't believe them either and would think they are insane. But apparently I've lost my mind. And it's all because of you. Dalia Lynn Evans.

// "Shit Flower, I miss you." // In which a former drug dealer who fell in love with the bosses' daughter finds himself still loving her. [sequel to flower]