The only thing Harper Trenton wished for was a brand new Coach purse and sports car, not to make her little sister's creepy Harry Styles cutout magically come to life.

"I don't really mind being in the background." Niall Horan is used to being ignored. It happens all the time with his good friend Harry, aka Ace, infamous vigilante of New York. Niall is Harry's techie, designing and building all of his weapons and helping him track and get information on his enemies, but never really getting in on the action. That is, until he saves a girl from getting hurt during one of Harry's fights. Now Niall has a chance he never had before: to be the hero. © Copyright 2014. All rights reserved by JerryTheGiraffe. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder.

Based on 1D's new Stockholm Syndrome. Harry's world is turned upside down when he wakes up bound and blindfolded somewhere. He doesn't know who she is, but deep inside, he knows she's what he needs. A mini-series dedicated to whammystyles for her upcoming birthday! Love you, C! Disclaimer: All lyrics to the song Stockholm Syndrome belong to One Direction, and all I own is the story.

Isabella Maxwell: a girl that craved adventure. Harry Styles: a guy that fights to give her one. Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning. All Rights Reserved © jhildey 2014 *NOT TRANSLATING* This is fiction. The thoughts and feelings of a character does not represent my own. Please remember that.

the mafia has taken over, and he is taking over her. © all rights reserved 2015

She was the very essence of innocence, illuminating the very darkest corners of my being; and I wanted to ruin and damn her beautiful soul. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.2014.2016 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

the start of something that tore her into shreds © shotofvodka

"And by the way, love," He said in a low voice, his lips ghosting over my ear. "My name is Harry. Not Harold." -//- Elliana thought her family moved away for her father's work. She thought her parents were happy. But what she didn't think was that she, without a reason, had moved into The Strand; the neighbourhood where registered sex offenders are sent to live. People at school seem to know who she is and where she lives before she even arrives. And her next door neighbour seems unable to stay away. ** WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS ACTS OF VIOLENCE, IMPLIED RAPE, EXTREME LANGUAGE, AND MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. **

I stood there, watching, as she ran her fingers through the knots of my soul.

When I looked into his eyes, he looked anything but human, and the scariest part was I couldn't find it in me to care. "W-Who are you?" I asked, tilting my head up. He looked at me through narrowed eyes, his pink lips parted as his rough voice sent chills up my spine, "That's not the question you should be asking." "Then what is?" There was a long unsettling silence that had dawned over the two of us. "Not who but what...what am I?" ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014.