(THIS BOOK IS COPYRIGHTED AND WARRANTED) Caroline Payne, Liam Payne's little sister. Just a normal teenage girl, at least that's what she believed she was. When all hope seems lost, all she wants to do is be alone, but it seems nearly impossible. Harry Styles best Boxer/ Fighter in town. He can take anyone, but no one can take him. He lives his life consisting of drugs, fighting, alcohol, and massive anger management problems. What happens when Caroline catches Harry's eye? All he's ever known is anger. All Caroline fears is anger. They say opposites attract, what will happen to them? All Rights Reserved 2013 Copyright © CAROLINE_TOMLINSON

The most perfect Hollywood couple to ever exist. Aviana and Harry Styles. Although maybe it's not all bright white smiles and perfectly posed photos. Maybe there's so much more to it than hours of hair and makeup. Maybe it's not all that it seems. You never really know what happens behind closed doors. Maybe it'll end in tears, maybe it'll work out.

[COMPLETED] Bentley Hale is the best street racer in the Bay Area, but everything changes when she becomes wrapped up with Harry Styles, the new official racer for the Oakland Kings gang. Bentley's got a wicked mind and the attitude to match, but so does Harry. Money, murder, family, love, gangs, drugs, sex, cars, California... what could possibly go wrong? ----------------------- this book contains violence, mature/dark themes, explicit sexual content including kink, and the use of profanity.

"I'm here, I'm yours" he said " I love you, all you have to do is let me " I stare at him, " it's not that easy , you can't just stand there and tell me to accept your love" he stares into my blue eyes Copyright 2018/2021. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed with out express prior written permission of copyright holder, for permission, contact @addictmuke on wattpad.com

Brielle Flores was exhausted. Exhausted wasn't even the word anymore. What would be the word for being so overworked, lonely, and horny, all at the same time? Excruciating? Sure, that works. Her job was grueling, but she loved it. She worked hard for it. After years of schooling and months applying to positions she dreamed of, she was offered the opportunity of a lifetime as a lead forensic anthropologist. All of the blood, sweat, and tears to get her masters - so she could work in the field of her dreams - paid off. She packed her entire life up in a week's time and moved across the world to make a home for herself in London. It had been eight months and while she's had the time of her life working at a job she put her entire soul into, she couldn't help but admit that it was lonely sometimes. So what happens when her friends have a suggestion for her to possibly meet someone without having to leave her bed? Is it a terrible idea, or is the inevitable Brit with the deep, soothing voice exactly who she needs?

Hired Gun /ˈhʌɪə ɡʌn/ noun NORTH AMERICAN (informal) a hired bodyguard, mercenary, or assassin.

[sequel to medicine and becoming] ☤☤☤ "am i yours?" "of course you're mine. when i look at you, i see pieces of myself that are existing outside of my body. i see pieces of my heart, pieces of my brain, pieces of my soul, pieces of my love existing in you. you are of me, and therefore mine." ☤☤☤ [completed august 30, 2021]

In the world of the wealthy and powerful, an angel finds herself in need of protection, she is assigned a bodyguard - a beautiful and mysterious man. A man with secrets, but one who is determined to keep such an angel safe at all costs. She is drawn to him despite her better judgement, some excitement, some light into such a dark and dangerous life. // "We can't," I whispered, being the one to break the silence between us. The air between our faces was so thick it was almost as if it wasn't there anymore, I could hardly take in a breath. Everything was so warm, and the longer we spent like this, our lips just hovering an inch from each other, I became so much more aware of every way his body was touching mine. I hated him. We hated each other. Yet here we were, desperate to touch. "I know," Was all he said in response, darting his eyes down to my lips again, a small smirk on his face. Out of desperation, the way he had already got me so wound up, my body was overwhelmed by too many feelings. My hands travelled down from where I was grasping his biceps, I soothed my palms down his sides, his warm skin, before I was holding his hips, right above the waist band of the grey sweatpants he had on. He let out a low hum of approval, and a slow smirk spread across his face as soon as he realised what I was doing. His eyes met mine again and he tilted his head to the side, almost as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. He then blew out a slow breath, and the smirk on his face only grew wider before he whispered, "Fuck it." *** i loved you as icarus loved the sun. *** Start date - May 5 2022 ***