*CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT* Just a book filled with Harry blurbs & one shots from my tumblr! Includes: Smut, Fluff & Angst.

This is a collection of the best Harry Styles Fan-fics on Wattpad that i wished i had when looking for harry styles fanfics Each chapter is a new story and the chapters are dedicated to the authors of the books.

LOVE ME NOT 2 Chapter - And Still, I Loved You THIS IS A SEQUEL / PART 2 OF 'Love Me Not' They say you survive the fire once, and you learn to stay away from the smoke. But I never learned. Not with him. Because even after everything - the lies, the blood, the bruises you can't see - I still felt that pull. That slow, aching, toxic draw back to the place I swore I'd never go again. His name still burns on my tongue like a secret I'm not allowed to say out loud. And maybe I am stupid. Maybe I am broken. But if surviving him was hard, staying away might be worse. The problem is, monsters don't just disappear. Especially not the ones who loved you in all the wrong ways. So when I saw him again... after all this time, after the silence, after the pain... He looked at me like nothing had changed. And that's when I knew: This story wasn't over. It never was.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Cruel World I've loved you again, and again. But this time, I can't let you in. Your hair still curls the same-soft, wild, the color of earth after rain. And your green eyes, once my favorite shade of peace, now only bring the storm back with them. You were once my calm, Harry Styles. Now you're just the ache that comes after love has gone quiet. /// Welcome to Cruel World🌟 In this fan fiction, Lana Grant auditions to be the "arm candy" for The Horizon-a move by the band to draw more male and female crowds, producing more income. What started as a simple job quickly turns complicated when she runs into Harry Styles; her "cheating" high school ex and the band's unforgettable frontman. Check out our TikTok !! 🪽 - @h4rryt_ I'll be sharing the book's aesthetic, exclusive teasers, character insights, and I'll post updates here whenever a new chapter is released as well! I hope you enjoy ‪‪ ❤︎‬ 𝑵𝑶𝑻 𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑳𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑫!

Sequel to "The Dominant" A month ago, Amelia walked away from everything-Harry, the club, and the world where she learned to surrender and found herself unraveling in the process. Now she's back in her childhood home, hours from the life she built. She's cut ties with Elias Hart, demanded boundaries, and taken space to breathe. The project is finished. Her calendar is clear. She should feel free. But instead, all she feels is the weight of missing him. Harry was never supposed to fall for her. She was his submissive, his pet, his carefully trained masterpiece. Until emotions bled into commands, and love crept into the silence between each whispered "yes, sir." Now she's gone, and he's left with only memories-and regrets. They're both aching in the space between who they were and who they've become. But in a world built on power and control, what happens when emotions refuse to obey? A story about distance, desire, and the dangerous beauty of letting go... or finding your way back.

Imagines of Harry Styles that are from Tumblr. I did not write these but credit will be given to the owner. WARNING - SMUT #365 in Fanfiction #74 in Niall

Smutty and fluffy shorts and one shots of random female characters and Harry Styles. Asterisks in chapter titles mean smut! Send me suggestions that you want to read, please! I run out of ideas after a while. All shorts and one shots are left open-ended for continuation upon request.

| COMPLETE | THE SEQUEL 'Hate Me Tomorrow' IS OUT NOW | no translations | Originally Published in 2021 | "Tell me about when you do hate me." He insisted. Our chests were inches apart and his nose was very close to mine. I was looking up at him as he still stood towering over me. "I hated you earlier when you yelled at me and called me names. I hated you when you pinned me against the wall and wouldn't let me leave." I said timidly. Harry leaned down farther putting his hands on the railing on either sides of me and putting a knee between my legs. The proximity between us became nearly non existent. "Do you hate me now? Do you hate that I have you pinned against this railing?" He whispered while leaning down so his mouth was hovering over my ear. "No" I choked out. //Juliet Carter accepts the job of Harry Styles writing assistant. Their relationship is strictly arguing and not getting along. Are their personal issues, desires to help each other and defeaning temptations enough to salvage the exhausting relationship they've already established?

In which YN is Harry's daughter's teacher, and she and Harry used to be friends in college; friends from strangers to lovers; short story This ss was originally posted on my tumblr account @tsblharry222

I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.