Book 2 of 5 in the No Control series (COMPLETE) This is the sequel to No Control..... Ever Since New York: Lies are told, secrets are uncovered and One Direction continues the OTRA tour. Is there life after Harry Styles for Jessica Bradshaw? She's about to find out. I do not allow translations. Highest Ranking: #1 in Fanfiction 11/12/16

She spilled her coffee, her almond croissant, and possibly her dignity-right onto Harry Styles. Emma's a French translator with zero chill, a tragic relationship with her inbox, and a talent for falling over her own feet. Harry's supposed to be focusing on his next album, not getting tangled up with the hilarious, chaotic girl who crashes into his life-literally. This is not a muse story. She's not his inspiration-she's just herself. But that might be the whole point. One almond croissant, one girl, one quietly ridiculous love story.

"we'll be alright." in which two people never really stop loving each other. aka even after being broken up for over a year, soleil monroe just cannot get over harry freaking styles.

It was just a contract. A few months in Italy. A kitchen to myself. A moody client who was never around. Except he was. Barefoot, distant, too polite. And I was-unfortunately-already starting to care. He didn't ask for company. I didn't ask for complications. But somewhere between shared breakfasts and late-night apologies, something shifted. And now I'm trying not to feel everything all at once-for a man who won't even call me his, not out loud. They said don't fall for your boss. They didn't warn me what to do when he starts falling back.

It was only supposed to be one night. One stupid night. One broken heart. One dimpled boy. And half a bottle of tequila. One night was all it took to turn her whole world upside down. EXCERPT FROM ONE NIGHT: Harry laughed softly into her mouth, "That's a good sound." He pulled back just enough to look at her, brushing a piece of hair out of her face with a tenderness that made her chest ache. He looked at her like he saw her, really saw her. And she'd never known what that felt like until now. "Beautiful," he whispered. Mae blushed-actually blushed-and tried to cover her face with her hands. Harry grinned, catching her wrists and tugging them gently away. "Uh-uh. I wanna see." She was already a puddle. He kissed her again, pinning her hands above her head this time, and the shift in power made her pulse race. His mouth moved to her neck, soft and slow, making her shiver. "When do you leave?" he murmured, kisses trailing toward her collarbone. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand. "Train's at one. It's just after ten now." Harry smirked, lifting his head. "Plenty of time, then."

BOOK 1 of the Let's Hurt Tonight series She was a senior in college, trying to finish her degree, when she accidentally ran into critically acclaimed musician, Harry Styles. ... "Oh, I'm sorry, love. I'm Harry. Harry Styles."

[COMPLETED] trep·i·da·tion a feeling of fear or agitation about something that may happen. *** "You'll see the truth one day." I whispered against his harsh lips knowing this was wrong. The sensation was driving me insane, his warm breath panning over my lips. I needed this "Maybe I don't want the truth." His voice rough and his grip around my neck tightened. "Enough of your games, I've had it, now you listen to me or you walk away." *** Indiana Sommers isn't your normal working woman, she's capable of much more than the average human and she isn't afraid to show it. Working for Cruel Blood, one of the top mafias, she is being sent on an eight month job. Working with their competing mafia, Black Streak, Indiana must pose and work for the hit band "Trepidation". She must do her job, and do anything to complete it. No matter who or what gets in the way. When she is involved with Harry Styles everything changes. He is just as dangerous as her How is she supposed to complete her job? Trepidation is all Indiana can feel. *MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* DARK FIC//KINKS//SUBSTANCE ABUSE DECEMBER 2020 - AUGUST 2021

Being the publicist for Mirage, the hottest rising boyband? A dream come true. Dating their charismatic lead singer, Austin Black? Effortless. Juliet Cooper had mastered the art of control. Until she met Harry Styles. - TW: cheating, drugs/alcohol, sexual content, explicit language, mentions of death/trauma Thanks for reading!! STARTED: 03.06.2025

"YOU AND ME, WE'D BE A BIG CONVERSATION." Eighteen year old Malia Rhodes had a pretty standard life in her eyes. She had a big group of friends, a caring mother, and a lot of money from her dad. But now she's eighteen, she needs to start taking responsibilities and earning her keep. Her dad sets her up with the band he manages called White Lines, a band who'd stolen the hearts of teenage girls across the world. She'd be assisting a friend of his throughout their tour, for ten months. The only problem was a certain blonde in the band. Niall Horan. She knew him briefly at high school for what quickly turned into a failed friendship. He was friendly then, now he's a lot more intimidating. Two years and a bit of fame really changes a person. But soon, Malia realises Niall's personality isn't what she has to be worried about. She seems to have gotten herself involved in a much, much worse scenario than she'd ever thought possible.

Madeline Hart joins her childhood best friend Clarice Styles on the One Direction world tour - not for the fame, not for the music, but to escape. A few weeks of travel, distraction, and time with Clarice should've been easy. But nothing about this tour is simple, especially not him. Harry Styles - the boy Madeline once knew better than anyone - is no longer the same. The kind smile is gone. In its place is someone cold, unreadable, and numb. A version of him sculpted by fame, rehearsed by management, and trained to feel nothing. Clarice wants her brother back. Madeline just wants to understand what happened to him. But as her path crosses with his again and again, she's pulled into something deeper - something heavier than she's prepared for. A fire that's too quiet to see, too sharp to touch. He's guarded. She's breaking. And neither of them know where they stand anymore. In the shadow of the spotlight, some truths stay hidden. But the more Madeline tries to keep her distance, the more the silence between them starts to burn.