"I'm not a fucking groupie for god's sake, I have a signed contract proving that I'm your damn neighbor," I hissed, keeping my arms firmly onto my chest as if his intimating eyes weren't already enough to make me feel little. Harry arched his brow, a sly - but playful grin lingering on his face. "Bullshit, you're either Group A groupie or Group B groupie. Group A-" "Excuse me?" "Listen - Group A is the kind of groupies that stalk us everywhere we go, places we eat, and even people we hang out with. And Group B is the kind of groupies that pretend they don't know who we are, and try acting all mysterious and special towards us but we all know it's an act and they just want us to love them." Harry snorted. I rolled my eyes, in utter shock that the band across from us is gonna be a pain in the ass the whole time here. "Oh Styles, I'll never fall for you," I announced, earning an underlying smile from him. "Yeah, we'll see about that." *** Elena moved to LA with her best friend to not just finish college but to finally write a new chapter in her life. Harry Styles, the lead singer (with daddy issues) of the uprising band The Walking Daydreams, also happens to be the asshole living across the hall. Never in her life did Elena think she would run into the big bad Styles, let alone live right across the hall from him. Living across the band is exactly what her conservative parents warned her about - never to associate with people that either has piercings, tattoos, or a bad mouth. Except that's the holy trinity of what makes Harry Styles. ***

" You really aren't in any position to be making demands, hot shot" I say pushing the blade harder against his neck. He chuckles deeply before leaning into the blade " and you, little devil, should know by now I'm not scared of you." A shiver runs down my spine. I'm fucked. I lower the knife slowly as my eyes flick down to his lips. Don't do this, Sage. Either walk away or kill him, those are your options. His hand slowly cups my face as he grabs my chin. He tilts it up forcing me to look at his eyes. With that one look everything stops. I am so beyond fucked it's not even funny. How the fuck did I get here. "Now correct me if I'm wrong, little devil, but I believe my eyes are up here," That stupid smirk crosses his lips as he continues " if you keep staring I might get the impression you want something from me." He lowers his mouth to my ear " Say the word and I'm yours Sage."

"He's with me but loves her"

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

[ONGOING] *Story contains MATURE and EXPLICIT content* This is the sequel to Irresistible! This can NOT be read as a stand alone. "Things are different now and you know it" he spits. I let out a dry laugh as I begin to shake my head side to side. "Are you kidding me? Of course things are different now. With the shit that you pulled I would be surprised if it didn't feel different" Harry rolls his lips into his mouth, wetting them as he shakes his head at me. "It's not just the awkwardness or unfamiliarity. The look in your eyes isn't the same. The light and the love has vanished" he states, making my heart instantly drop into the deep pits of my stomach. "Your love for me is gone. Isn't it? he breathes, a small glimmer of pain and hurt laced behind his words. I feel my whole body tense up as I scrunch my eyes closed briefly. "Don't do that Harry. It hurts" I admit, feeling my chest tighten, sending a sharp pain ricocheting though my chest. "Why? Because I'm right or because I'm wrong?"

Lifestyle - Hiatus - Friendship - Love In isolation they are four very simple words. When they collide, it gets complicated. **** All Rights Reserved to LoveVincitOmnia 2015/'16/'17. Please don't copy or reproduce. ****

Lilith loves her job as a detective, but not so much when she is solving the case of an anonymous art stealer. 'Poisonous grey' His nickname because of the snake tattoo that covers his neck, chest and back. Lilith now realizing he looks a little too similar to her past one-night -stand. He's cautious and never gets caught. Nobody ever knows his name. *** WARNING: MATURE THEMES. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK: Violence, gore, weapons, mental illness, descriptive trauma, substance abuse, sexual content. #74 IN MISSING. #102 IN ARTIST #159 IN DETECTIVE #578 IN ZAYN #645 IN CRIME #247 IN PLOTTWIST #994 IN ZAYNMALIK #358 IN ENEMIESTOLOVERS #132 IN HARRYEDWARDSTYLES #420 IN CRIMINAL #402 IN MATURETHEMES #135 IN ONENIGHTSTAND Started: April 18 2021

!!Story contains mature and explicit content!! ************* Deliverance- The action of being rescued or set free. Grey Monroe is given 60 days to pay back her debts. 60 days to free the only family she has. Desperately she turns to the quickest cash she knows; an underground gambling tournament. Harry Styles is constantly searching for the next cash grab. When he stumbles upon an underground gambling tournament, he knows he's found his newest scheme. That is until his path crosses with Grey. Despite their desperation to keep business and pleasure separate, they find themselves entangled with one another. A story of love, pain, tragedy, discovery, and deliverance. Book Started- April 5th, 2021

opulence /ˈɒpjʊl(ə)ns,ˈɒpjʊləns/ great wealth or luxuriousness. Apollo III, a gang consisting of all girls, tasked with robbing Casino's all over America. What happens when Apollo III crosses paths with Harry Styles, the owner of Stardust Casino, and Harry's five best friends? // I made eye contact with piercing green eyes, as the purple lights from above danced on his face, he smirked as two girls grinded on him. He seemed to love the attention. Liked the thought that everyone is eating out of his hand, and he's aware of it. "What about him?" I questioned, nodding my head in his direction. "Him? He's dangerous... in many ways. He's a pathetic excuse for a human. He has a reputation, a scumbag who fucks around with everyone." She shouted to me over the music. I threw back a blowjob shot and thanked the bartender, he winked at me and I turned around in disgust. I rolled my eyes, "Wanker," I muttered under my breath. I grabbed another shot and noticed the man started to nudge and push people in the crowd, as he made his way towards me and the girls. Neveah clamped her hand around my wrist and started pulling me away, I slammed the shot glass on the bar as Neveah urgently pulled me away. I turned at the man with green eyes and brown hair as a curl fell down across his forehead, he smirked at me and I whipped my head back around to the front of me, to feel my wrist being squeezed by Neveah's hand. I felt a jolt of electricity course through my veins, but I wasn't sure if it was the alcohol or him.

In a world made up of Saints and Sinners, He bowed down to her. - Alternatively known as the one where Harry's the top suspect in Winnie's father's biggest case yet.