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.

* THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* Please refer to the list of possible triggers and kinks. Harry Styles. Twenty-Five. Green eyes. One hundred and ninety-six pounds. Six foot even or one hundred and eighty-seven centimetres. Born to Anne Cox and Desmond Styles. Parents whereabouts unknown. No known surviving family. Styles is best with guns, poison and the concealment of his victims for none have been found. || Astar works with MI6 as a secret undercover agent, taking on a new identity to try and infiltrate the Devil's Tribe. Will she be successful? Will she be able to go through all of the hardships? Will she follow the rules or fall apart somewhere along the way? STARTED: FEBRUARY 2021 FINISHED: FEBRUARY 2022

Radiant: sending out light; shining or glowing brightly "She was like a lighthouse, radiant, in my never ending sea of pitch black waves" Harry Styles is a world renowned cardiovascular surgeon who's never been in touch with his own heart. Althea Cooper is the ray of sunshine who owns a joyous cafe opposite St Jude's Hospital. But when Harry discovers that the joy is just a mask that Althea wears every day can he help to heal her pain? Will she help to heal his? The two could not be more opposite but when neither of them can escape the magnetism between them, will they be able to escape their pain and let each other in? Are they really that different after all? MATURE THEMES

Harry had it all. Money, power, and the freedom of being a bachelor. Isabella was struggling to make ends meet, working at a dance studio by day and a strip club by night. Their worlds collide when Harry signs his daughter, Ottilie, up for classes at the studio. And again when he finds himself at an exclusive strip club for a friend's birthday...

In which Harry Styles is a criminal law professor at Harvard Law School, and Maude Sterling is his student.

Three weeks in Europe. Two heartbroken strangers. One whirlwind romance.

More of our favourite sunshine family's life together

~Close your eyes and picture the warmth of the sun on your skin... that's how being loved by her felt~ Harry Styles is a nepotism baby turned new father, left clueless with a newborn baby to raise, he is overwhelmed and under pressure. Matters are only made worse when his conservative, opinionated and by the book parents decide to come to town for the month. Harry must figure out a way to convince them that his son has a mother figure and he is in a stable relationship. Struggling single mother of twins, Sunday Jones, finds herself unable to say no to his offer... Playing the role of Harry's wife for a month in return for Harry to buy her a small place for her and her little girls. The only problem is, Sunday's contagious optimism annoys Harry and she can't stand his grumpy facade. Lies, loyalties, liberation and love. Will they make it to the end of the game?

Freelance painter Mickayla is introduced to music producer Harry via a mutual friend. Most would assume that the meet-up is a blind date for the singletons, but they'd be wrong. Their encounter is purely business: baby business. Harry dreams of nothing more than becoming a Dad, but he has no time or interest in starting a relationship to get him to that goal. Mickayla is more than happy to help him out, especially after a generous sum of money is offered by Harry as payment for her to be the surrogate of his child. It's an amount that'll change her life, just like what she's going to do for Harry will change his. The two strangers end up bonded by not only Harry's baby in Mickayla's belly, but a love for one another that neither of them expected to experience soon existing in both of their hearts. Mature content | for an 18+ audience only.

I bite my lip, staring at the man in front of me. I haven't seen him in 4 years, but he still brought emotions out in me that no one else in the world could. I then look down at the little boy on my hip. His spitting imagine. The only thing Oliver has that are mine are my eyes. There is no getting out of this. "Can we please go somewhere and talk. I don't want to do this here" I practically beg. I never thought this day would come. He doesn't keep his eyes off of Oliver as he nods slowly. Every second it looks like his heart is breaking more as realization is hitting him. The realization that the little boy he stopped from running away from his mom at the park, is his.