*TW: 18+/very mature* Preview~ "It was a mistake?" He questions me raising his brows high as he didn't expect that from me. Sweat forming on my hairline as I watch his small strings of hair dangling reaching for his eyes to tickle him. I still want to push them back, tuck them behind his ears and tell him how beautiful he looks. How can a criminal be so beautiful? I nod as words don't escape from my tongue. I bite the inside of my cheek as he sucks in a sharp breath. I could read from his face that something is going on in the guileful mind of his and it scares me to death. I don't know if he touches me one more time will I be able to decline him or not. His hands are drenched from horror but it comforts me. Everytime he touches me he makes me damned, realisation hits me that I'll be in his hell. "There's a basic rule in this world." Harry sighs before he speaks. My brows furrow as he locks his gaze into mine. "Do you know what it is?" He asks. "What?" I shake my head in disagreement as my brain cells don't support me. My heart is thrashing as I know that nothing sweet will ever come out of that acerbic mouth. The words will always be wrapped in blood whenever he throws it on me and makes me dirty. "People have to pay for their mistakes." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Inspector Sara is the lead officer of the 'Venom' serial killer case. From her investigation all the fingers points towards the brat rockstar Harry Styles. Harry is not an easy guy so she has to go undercover to keep an eye on him. As a detective she thought it to be just another normal case but life had so much more planned for her. This case turns the whole crime department's mind upside down and Sara comes across such plots she was supposed to stay away from. "This is not just some psychopath killing people, there is so much more." Realises she. • 4th position in Flawsome Awards • Started: 29 June, 2021 - ONGOING

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The thumping of my heart against my ribcage was getting worse and I placed one hand over it as if that would coax it into calming down. I hear him walking into my room, my body pressing against the back of the closet as he speaks again, "Marco?" the child-like tone of his voice sending shivers down my spine. I pinch my eyes close, praying to any higher authority out there that he just goes away. The footsteps come to a halt, and for a moment I think that he gave up but the doors that barrier me from him open. "Polo." He grunts as his large hand wraps around my wrist that is against my chest and pulls me outside the closet effortlessly, closing the door behind me and slamming me into it harshly. // Deception is pop/rock band that has taken over the world in the past two years. It stars Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan and Liam Payne. Drugs, sex, music, tour, spotlight, chaos and their side job, this is their life. // HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 In darkharry #1 in 1D #2 in onedirection Warnings: Contains mature and explicit content Drug abuse Language Violence Mental health

A popular rockstar met a girl who made his life more exciting

There were really only two things happening in Seattle, Wa. in the 90's...music, and murder. Now one of those is a hell of a lot less fun than the other, so let's focus on the fun one, yeah? The music scene in Seattle was unmatched. Grunge bands in every bar, rap battles in every club, loud, vibrant, angry, overwhelming, and intoxicating. There were venues and record shops on almost every corner, and our story begins with owners of those very establishments. Eddie Valentine owned a favorite local venue, The Showbox, downtown. It's home to some of the rowdiest rock shows in the city, with an array of famous guests, but gives anyone a chance to shine on open mic nights. One particular night, after visiting The Showbox regularly, Ronnie found herself amused and excited by a tall Brit with long hair as he shouted out lyrics over the crowd. He had a furrowed brow, a sexy smirk, and the face of a fucking angel with just enough attitude that he kept her on her toes. The two of them, combined with their group of friends, have a dream of spending their days in a cloud of smoke, surrounded by music and sex and fun. But, like most things in life, things don't go according to plan. When the first dead body turns up outside The Showbox, it's written off as a tragic situation with an unfortunate dump site. When the sixth body turns up outside The Showbox, nobody is safe. How well do you know your neighbors? Your co-workers? Your friends? Love Bone is a completely fictional story. No character portray any real people and no real life events are being portrayed. this book is for mature readers only. content warning list that you may find in this story: drug usage, alcohol, violence, death, descriptions of crime scenes, talks of suicide, depression, anxiety, sex and lots of it, anal, choking, light degradation, spanking, restraints, exhibitionism, glory holes. let's rock & roll, babes.

Chapters Edited: 9/53 ☆ It's the year 2006 ★ Constance Bane quits her previous job in a band and is immediately taken in by a group of punk-rock strangers who are in a successful band together. What happens when a misfortunate incident that horrifies her and her new bandmates, flips her world upside down into a series of falling in love, death and murder, punk rock, and horror that she didn't think she would ever be experiencing in her life? ---------- Immerse yourself into the life of the young adults trying to live the life of cool rockstars while still trying to navigate their way through the struggles of falling in love, getting involved with the wrong people, and learning from their mistakes while trying to figure themselves out in the process. -- mature content ahead -- -- started: August 2022 --

Blue jean baby LA lady Seamstress for the band ... Harry's eyes lingered over my lips for a moment, before meeting my gaze, and his face broke out into a wicked grin. "Oh, my little sunflower, this will be so much more fun that I ever expected." I felt frozen beneath his stare, and the only response I could manage was, "What will?" in a weak voice. His response was immediate. "Playing with you, sunny girl." ... It's the summer of 1978. Harry Styles is looking for a new stylist for his first world tour as a rising rockstar. Lennon is searching for a way to create a name for herself as a celebrity stylist. When the rockstar with a God complex meets the bright eyed stylist with a love for live music, the stars seemed to have aligned. But the two know, more than most, that things are not always as they seem. ... Mature Content warning//This story contains adult themes and explicit sexual content.

She was the sex in the "sex, drugs and rock n' roll". He was starting his solo career after the breakup of his boyband. He didn't want romance. She was a wild child, free and nobody could stop her. Or that's what she thought.

Mature Content 18+ |AU| "Harlow you are the one person I hate the most in this entire fucking world!" Harry's yells as his finger is pointed directly at my face, teeth clenched with anger. "Yeah well news flash!" I swat his hand away. "You're pretty high up on my list too!" I huff out as I begin to walk away, annoyed and done with this conversation. "You're not fucking leaving!" Harry yells, grabbing hold of my wrist, squeezing it tightly and pulls be back to him. He shoves me against the mirrored wall, the glass cracking against my back. His face lowers so it is now level with mine. "Not before I show you just how much I hate you." * Harlow- An aspiring singer who is for now, a backup for the one and only Harry Styles; in more way than one. Harry- The worlds heartthrob who hides his true self so well, only showing the world what they want to see. Which is a golden boy who does no wrong. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Niall Horan #5 in One Direction #6 in Dylan O'Brien

"Are you going to kill me," I whispered, feeling a single tear roll down my face. He stopped his actions, running a hand over his face as he chuckled. My heart was thumping against my chest in fear as his moods changed so quickly. His laugh sent a shiver down my spine as he looked to the ceiling, an ominous grin on his face. He wouldn't kill me, right? Harry kept the smile on his face, turning to face me. I watched in anguish as he fished through his pockets, pulling out two knives and a pistol. Instead of using the items, he tossed them to the side, not once breaking eye contact "No, baby. I'm not going to kill you," I sighed in relief at his words, leaning my head back against the wall. Not allowing me the satisfaction of alleviation, he spoke again, his words leaving me more unsettled than before. "But you're going to wish I had." /// "I had a few got drunk on you and now I'm wasted." She was drunk on him. His medicine was her. Madison is a 21 year old Cosmetologist. When she finds herself as the new stylist for a world renowned band, she signs up for more than she knows; A fatal love story between her and Harry Styles. A twist on the classic enemies to lovers story, with more to love than to hate. ________________________________________ MATURE CONTENT credits @watermelxnsugarx