Após aceitar totalmente por acaso ingressar na nova vida, Liz e Harry tiveram uma surpresa, perceberam que sim, suas vidas poderiam mudar ainda mais drasticamente. Nessa nova fase o casal vai descobrir qual o verdadeiro significado de amadurecer juntos e vão precisar mais que nunca enfrentar os tabloides. • não recomendada para menores • • minha autoria, plágio é crime •

Elisabeth Portman estava ingressando na vida que tanto sonhava, até que uma proposta inesperada foi feita a ela. Com a indecisão de se jogar as cegas em uma nova fase da sua própria vida para ajudar um estranho ou simplesmente deixar isso de lado, se viu perdida. Liz, como sua obsessão gosta de chamá-la, vai enfrentar um novo desafio da sua vida, e vai descobrir que ser uma namorada falsa não é assim tão fácil quanto parece. • História não indicada para menores • • Minha autoria, plágio é crime • 🥇| watermelonsugar • 20/03/22 🥇| harrystylesfanfic • 22/05/22 🥇| harrystyles • 06/05/22 🥇| 1dfanfic • 14/05/22 🥇| harries • 30/03/22 🥇| turnê • 19/05/22 🥇| 1d • 02/06/22

Uma noite. Foi tudo o que precisou. Agora eles tem um acordo.

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Anne e Beatrice são amigas desde a infância, não tem uma memória em que as duas não se lembrem uma da outra. Essa amizade cresceu durante anos e com elas um sonho que parecia quase impossível: Engravidar juntas para que seus filhos também se tornassem tão amigos quanto elas. O sonho se realizou! Briley e Harry nasceram no mesmo dia e estranhamente na mesma hora. Mas diferente do que suas mães tanto sonhavam, os dois cresceram se odiando tanto que todos os encontros das famílias viraram um inferno! Os últimos acontecimentos fizeram com que Briley e Harry ficassem proibidos de se verem durante anos. Será que agora com eles mais velhos, toda a birra vai passar e finalmente irão se entender?

Harry Styles, a secret service agent working for British intelligence is tasked with finding the killer after a series of brutal but calculated murders across Europe. His mind is sharp, he's smart, arrogant and works with a precision that leaves no room for error. Harry never misses a step, until the night he unknowingly hooks up with the assassin he's been ordered to catch. Winter is a master manipulator, a ruthless assassin with a chilling elegance and icy eyes that seem to pierce through the soul. She kills with precision, vanishes without a trace, and never lets anyone close. What begins as a mission becomes a deadly obsession. Because in this game, they're both hunter and prey. In a world of secrets, betrayal, and bloodshed, Harry finds himself completely captivated by the danger he seeks to eliminate. The cat and mouse game begins, blurring the lines between duty and desire. // "Because we're still doing this the easy way." Harry muttered, his hand flexed on the back of my neck. I gasped when he used my throat to pull me towards him. He spun me around, shoving me back forcefully so my back hit the wall. "I don't want to have to do it the hard way." His chest was against mine to keep me further restrained, my wrists were pinned against the wall above my head. "I don't wanna have to be the bad guy." "What are you going to do?" I asked him, swallowing, feeling his palm wrapped tightly around my throat, but not enough that I was choking, just enough that I could feel the pressure. "Are you trying to choke me, Harry?" I cocked my head to the side, grinning through my blood stained lips. "C'mon... you know I like it."