Ivy Bloom is a 21 year old girl who just so happens to be in a relationship with arguably the most influential 24 year old man in New York- Alistair Kline. But what happens when Ivy makes a mistake and sleeps with a stranger named Harry Styles? What happens when said stranger reveals he's not only friends with Alistair, but his boss? _ Contains graphics sexual content, triggering themes, and violence.

He's humming again. Humming should be a soothing sound with dulcet tones that carry on in a wordless melody. It should be something that helps you close your eyes, relax, and drift away. That isn't how it goes with him. His hum is slow and disconcerting. The irregular, dissonant chords leave my heart pounding against my rib cage. I heard it before I started running, but I couldn't figure out what song it was - not until now; not until I was standing face to face with him with one of his hands wrapped tightly around my throat. London Bridge Is Falling Down. Coming from his lips, the nursery rhyme about Virgin Mary seems so unholy - so dark and so wicked. It does good as a promise - a warning for whatever hell he's about to unleash. When his humming slows to an abrupt stop, he presses the gun under my chin. He forces me to stare into his green, hellish eyes. I suck in an uneven breath. He revels in my fear. My body shakes before him, and I can see gratification in the way he smiles with sick satisfaction. "Oh, you poor, poor thing," He tuts, forcing a frown as he drags the cold metal of his pistol down the side of my face, tauntingly. "You don't even realize what you've done, do you?" - Allie Vera is struggling to make ends meet to support herself and her baby sister. Desperate, she takes the opportunity to become a waitress at an uprising strip club in New York. When she accidentally discovers something hidden in the walls of the club, she comes to a horrifying discovery that this club is only one of many cover-ups for something much bigger than she could ever imagine. Horrified yet determined to save herself and protect her baby sister, she makes a deal. - Ranking(s): #1 in punk #1 in dark #1 in Harry #1 in 1directionfanfic

// "Y'know, you're just like your name." "What do you mean?" "You crept into my life and now I'm covered in you, wrapped up in Ivy in every aspect of my life, m'surrounded by you." // In which sometimes work is more than capitalist labour and sometimes you just have to wait a few years for your soulmate.

I should have fixed my hair, checked my makeup. I should have made sure the obvious tears that even I didn't realize I had shed were cleaned from my face, but I didn't. So when he opened the door, that's the version of me he got. It was his dimples, the smile I loved so dearly, that I saw first. Then the tears and disheveled hair. "Harry?" __________________ Adelaide Young was an independent, aspiring artistic designer in a happy relationship when she met Harry Styles in a coffee shop one morning. She had no idea that a single spilled coffee would set her on a path that not even she could have imagined. Not one to accept or ask for help, meeting Harry and the devastating ripple effects of their friendship would force Adelaide to allow Harry in and save her. And when both she and Harry didn't know how to save themselves from one another? Well you'll just have to read on and see...

Delilah Lavigne is the owner of the tattoo shop 'Caim.' Her life was anything but simple growing up and once she moved away, starting a life on her own, she was finally comfortable with the familiarity everyday brought her. But the day she meets a group of boys who are in the band Hypnotic, her whole world is shifted. Harry Styles is the complete opposite to Delilah, he lives day by day not caring if it will be his last. He may have a schedule he has to follow each day, but his life is not even close to being ordinary like hers. Harry has no interest in pursuing Delilah like the other band mates are at first, but when something is revealed...he makes it his mission to get to know her completely. They both have many secrets hidden beneath the surface. They make it their mission to uncover the other persons mask. Once they find out each other's, will it be an all out race for love? Or will the secrets cause them to crash and burn?

The thumping of my heart against my ribcage was getting worse and I placed one hand over it as if that would coax it into calming down. I hear him walking into my room, my body pressing against the back of the closet as he speaks again, "Marco?" the child-like tone of his voice sending shivers down my spine. I pinch my eyes close, praying to any higher authority out there that he just goes away. The footsteps come to a halt, and for a moment I think that he gave up but the doors that barrier me from him open. "Polo." He grunts as his large hand wraps around my wrist that is against my chest and pulls me outside the closet effortlessly, closing the door behind me and slamming me into it harshly. // Deception is pop/rock band that has taken over the world in the past two years. It stars Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan and Liam Payne. Drugs, sex, music, tour, spotlight, chaos and their side job, this is their life. // HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 In darkharry #1 in 1D #2 in onedirection Warnings: Contains mature and explicit content Drug abuse Language Violence Mental health

Mature/18+ Trigger Warnings included All her life, Ivy Malone has known what her family was. She grew up in the deep, unforgiving world of the mob. Ivy hates her position in life, knowing that her life was never fully hers. Harry Styles was cold. He trusted almost no one, especially his family. He had learned quickly that everyone was waiting for him to fail... to fall. An empire built by his father from the blood and bones of those who stepped in his way was all he had, no matter how much he hated it. He had no choice but to carry on the legacy. And marrying Malone's daughter was the next step in fortifying their defense. With new rivals making a move for power and a mysterious figure haunting the crime families of Queenstown, Ivy and Harry have to learn to live together. A bad start leads them down a tumultuous, passionate, and downright dangerous path, but maybe they were exactly what the other needed to live the life they always craved.

1988. Self discovery wasn't something that came easy to Mabel, in fact, she'd refused to deal with the matter since decisions seemed to always be made for her. She wasn't sure how she'd ever get by, living in the small suburban town within Los Angeles. Although one thing she did know, her sister was coming back to town for the summer. What she didn't know, was why the mysterious drummer boy would smoke marlboro cigarettes and only speak to her when he felt like it. It was quite frankly irritating having to meet his gaze everywhere she looked, but then again, it would only be for the summer. *this story contains mature and explicit themes*