Forming sentences became the hardest task ever. I felt his gaze on me, his eyes watching every move. I looked around hoping to get out of this state, but it wasn't getting me nowhere. A deer caught on a main road by a driver during a stormy night, this was exactly how he made me feel. I excused myself and went straight to the bathroom. I felt invaded. He was invading me. My thoughts were no longer my own. ... Harry always knew that keeping his distance is the way to go about life, about people. He'd do anything to keep his bookshop alive, including things he never imagined himself to get stuck in. And as long as he doesn't think too much about it, his life continues. That's until he meets Sara. Equally as confusing and as closed off as him, something clicks and everything he's ever done comes back to him. Now he wants to keep her away from him. She wants to stay as far as possible from the dangers of life, after all she had her fair share of traumatic events. It seems like neither of them knows how to make this happen and through each other they'll relearn trust. ... Harry Styles fanfic - Complete Work - Dark AU

You're his makeup artist. That's all it's supposed to be. Professional. Simple. Nothing more. Until it isn't. Because you start talking. Spending time together. Becoming... something you weren't expecting. And suddenly, you're not just part of his work. You're part of his life. And that's where everything starts to blur. A slow burn about blurred lines, quiet moments, and what happens when things stop being just professional. Because he's not just who the world sees and, for the first time in a long time... he feels normal.

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."

[COMPLETE] Cora Bailey's eyes were once met with a husky green eyed man, thinking nothing of it. Until he showed up as the new teacher at her school, making things incredibly awkward. But soon enough, they couldn't get enough of each other. *Short smut for the first chapter for a reason*

COMPLETED "You're very intriguing Mr.Styles" "So are you" 💋 RATED M FOR MATURE This story contains: -Smut -Age gap (12 years) -mild mentions of drugs and violence -images of nudity (maybe) If you're uncomfortable please do not read! ©Harrys_Space_Buns 2017 All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher

"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!