The opportunity to work as an agent for MI6 isn't won easily- especially when there's 10 others vying for the same job. New recruit Rosy finds out the hard way that competing for a spot with Harry Styles is no simple task. #1 in Harry Styles

For the last four years, Sophie has been a loyal assistant to the famous Harry Styles. The relationship is strictly professional, up until they are forced to share a hotel room on tour and Sophie wakes up in Harry's arms. #1 in #love 23/4/23 #1 in #fanfiction 12/4/23 #1 in #harrystyles 25/1/21 #1 in #onedirection 1/11/20 #1 in #niallhoran 9/10/20 #1 in #liampayne 30/10/20 #1 in #louistomlinson 19/12/20 #1 in #harryedwardstyles 31/10/20 #1 in #concert 22/11/20

"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice. "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased. "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on." My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet." His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat. "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him. **** TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content. HIGHEST RANKINGS: No.3 #HarryStyles No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic No.6 #Friendships No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles No.1 #Soft No.1 #hs No.1 #1D No.1 #alternateuniverse No.1 #slowburn

Watty Awards 2013 Winner! {book 3} ✓ - ❝ The moment I lost my mum things changed. I changed. I realised that no one stays forever, everyone leaves at some point, whether is willingly or not, and you're left alone, broken on the floor. I won't go through that again. I won't give people the chance to break me like that again. I'll protect myself. I'm raising up my walls, higher than anyone has ever seen. I'll be safe. ❞

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

Ashton has known " the boys" since her junior year of high school. Her brothers friends were constantly getting her into trouble, Harry especially. She hated him more than anyone but as much as she wanted to go her own way, his hands pull pulled her back to him time and time again. Things have changed since then. She's older now. She's got her own life and chased her own dreams, but a life has a funny way of dragging us back to what we've known... and we can't escape no matter how hard we pull away. This story is not sunshine and rainbows. It is harsh and dark and will be very at times. It is also funny and sexy and smutty, so read at your own risk. . . . . This fic is for 18+ it contains MATURE AND EXPLICIT content including : spanking, choking, threesomes, drugs, death, oral sex, and many other fun activities so PLEASE DONT READ IF YOURE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THINGS OF THAT NATURE. It will also touch on addiction, loss, grief, and other heavy topics.

My friendship for Harry is laying on green grass on a hazy summer afternoon, hot chocolate in winter and swing sets at the park... But my love for Harry is poetry written by hand in leather journals, dried flowers pressed into novels and open button up shirts that expose my black swimmer tops. I realised something; his pinkie wrapped in mine is a feeling I've never realised I crave so badly. Perhaps because I couldn't have it. Not until now. **** With growing up comes change and for Tilly and Harry - change was their detriment. *this story contains mature and explicit content* * COMPLETED* Highest Achievements: #1 in one #1 in onedirection #1 in hs1 #1 in secretlove #1 in harrystyles #1 in films #1 in onedirectionasthemselves

"You deserved so much more, Noelle"he softly said making her look up from the croissant. "Thank you,"she smiled before she finished her croissant and look back up at Harry again who is still looking at her. "And you deserve the whole world Harry Styles" - "My Noelle" Noelle just looked at him for a moment processing his words in her sleepy mind before smiling softly. "My Harry"she said making Harry tighten his grip on her waist. "Always"Harry stared deep in her grey eyes before pressing his lips to hers for a good morning kiss.

This is a book of imagines that are all written by me, so sit back relax and let your imagination go wild Sorry for any spelling mistakes, also I do take request :) Xoxo, Nicole ❤️

|mature content| In the shadows lurk beasts that mankind are completely oblivious to. They blend in with society so it's almost undetected. But when a curious mind sets off Cassandra, she's determined to find out what secret Harry is hiding. To find out what makes him so... different. Disclaimer: This story is fictional and purely based on my imagination. The characters in my story are in no way affiliated with their real identity besides their physical appearance. Any factors relating to my story that do occur in reality are purely coincidental, unless stated otherwise. [completed] This was my "first" fic. You've been warned.