This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

It's been 14 years since I last spoke a single word. 14 years of silence. The doctors told me I would never speak again. But even if I could speak Harry Styles would have rendered me speechless.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...

A nerd with a secret life. One that could harm the ones he loves. He tries his best to keep things together, but it all falls apart.

What happens when Payton tries to fit in with her room mates by going out. Payton soon finds herself in a situation with one of Las Vegas gangs. She's soon picked by the Harry styles forcing her to do whatever he pleases.

Everyone has a secret, right? A secret no one is supposed to know about? But what if somebody does? Take Jade as an example. She was just walking home from work on a cold winter night when she heard screaming. No one was around usually at this time of night, and she was alone. She decided to ignore it, but heard it again. She followed the sound which lead into a nearby park. What happens when she sees something she's not supposed to see? What happens if the people who did the awful thing, knew she saw? What happens when the people who did the awful thing are the boys every girl around the world knows about named, One Direction? Copyright © 2012-2013 xxJadeStylesxx

A story about Harry set in a post-apocalyptic world, trying to find his way back home.

{C O M P L E T E D} "I like the curly haired one. Harry." Presley Davis had no idea that sentence would change her life. She had gotten famous over a YouTube video she did as a dare. Now shes making many videos and has a lot of fans. But what she doesn't know is that shes got her own stalker. Harry Styles. What will happen when these two cross paths? {Undergoing major editing}

“I scheme my way into the hearts of people,” He said. “Traded your goodies for even more goodies? Schemed against your best friend? Plotted something so evil that you knew it was going to devastate her, but you did it anyway? Oh right, that’s not how you live,” He chuckled darkly. “Well tonight there’s a real stunner and you’re going to see how living is here. Survive baby girl, that’s what you have to do.” Keira never thought she’d end up in a place where violence was life. After the passing of her father, it is Keira’s job to take up his father throne, the throne to the underworld where crimes alight and sparks every day. Her only reassurance is street smart, blunt, inconsiderate, possessive and completely irresistible, Harry Styles. Despite the rumors running around, Harry isnt really looking for a hook up. But Keira is innocent, proactive, drop dead gorgeous and completely infuriating, creature he now has to lay eyes on every day. But she's so tempting he's willing to put a bullet to the rules or outright smash them if it means he can have her to himself. But running away is hard and tough and you have to keep looking over your back. In this business, you can’t trust no one, you're all alone and no one is there to pick you up and tell you, 'Its Okay.' Shit, this is the street life and there is no place for romance or a little innocent girl here. But Harry’s here and even though he hates her to the bone, he has her back. Or does he?