"But I think... that there are some things that are better not to understand." I furrowed from his claim, shooting him a muddled look. "How is it better to not understand than to understand?" I asked confusedly, trying to get his perspective on this opinion. "Because I think there are some things that are just better not to know, because..." He mused, his voice slowly faded, lowering his eyebrows as he talked. "The truth is so frightening that... that, what for?" He shrugged, looking now at me carefully in the eyes. "And if you don't know, then... all the options are open."

"I've never wanted more, until I met you." Warning: This book contains violence and sexual content. © 2014 All Rights Reserved

She claimed that she could see his true colors. But the only color he ever knew were the red of his assignments. -Cover made by @Tonii

Mafia Princess Amora has always been kept in the shadows of her family's business. Her dad being the leader of the Leone. With her six older brothers she never dared to step out of line until she met Harry Styles. Harry Styles Bad Boy Rockstar. The mafia control his band little does he know the girl he has fallen for is their mafia princess.

she inspires, she adores, she walks away. Bored out of his mind, Harry decides to attend New York Fashion Week, hoping to uncover a muse for his next hit single... Recent graduate Quinn is finally finding work in her field, filming for amateur musicians, weddings, and even fashion shows. Unbeknownst to her, her unique personality and compulsion to speak her mind has caught someone else's attention... https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2frcDoni0WxRzAG0qXTyQv?si=xwDyZuEfSEGXZ5fUvZbFlw CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT! All Rights Reserved @uptownpapaya Do not translate my stories!

Mendacity: state of being untruthful. "Most people would be freaking out right now," he murmurs, his voice low, almost mocking. I take a slow drag, letting the smoke burn down my throat. "Freaking out isn't my style. I've already danced with devil, and I'm still standing." He leans closer, his inked arms closing in. "So, you think you can handle whatever comes next?" I hold his gaze, flicking the ash from my cigarette. "Maybe. But I have a feeling you're going to make me forget what mercy felt like... you'll be the one to ruin me first." --- Mendacity: a rock band at the height of fame, power, and chaos, on their third world tour. Secrets darker than their lyrics linger in the shadows, following their every move. With their backs to a sold-out stadium and secrets held tighter than the notes they play, Mendacity is anything but just a band. But when two members walk away mid-tour, Endellion and Finley are forced to team up with replacements who bring more chaos than stability. As tensions rise and truths slip through the cracks, Mendacity's empire teeters on the edge of collapse. Fame may have been the dream, but survival is the only way out. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

Blue jean baby LA lady Seamstress for the band ... Harry's eyes lingered over my lips for a moment, before meeting my gaze, and his face broke out into a wicked grin. "Oh, my little sunflower, this will be so much more fun that I ever expected." I felt frozen beneath his stare, and the only response I could manage was, "What will?" in a weak voice. His response was immediate. "Playing with you, sunny girl." ... It's the summer of 1978. Harry Styles is looking for a new stylist for his first world tour as a rising rockstar. Lennon is searching for a way to create a name for herself as a celebrity stylist. When the rockstar with a God complex meets the bright eyed stylist with a love for live music, the stars seemed to have aligned. But the two know, more than most, that things are not always as they seem. ... Mature Content warning//This story contains adult themes and explicit sexual content.

*Set in the mid nineties, in a small skiing town near Portland Oregon. Magnolia is an twenty-year-old high-rank ice skater. Her whole life is stationed around the stupefying world of ice skating, and she good at it too; unimaginably gifted. Her fame and future are set in stone, that is until she crosses paths with a certain arrogant hockey player who sees right through her act. - - Exhaling into the wind as a way to prepare. Sucking in the tepidness, grounding my arising nerves. "Love is like... Willingly giving someone a loaded gun... And hoping they don't shoot you." "That's highly pessimistic," He smirks, ultimately changing from a quizzed brow to a smug contortion. "Maybe... people won't admit it, but being alone is better in the end." "There's a happy ending to this right?" *This story contains strong sexual content, substance abuse, and mature themes.* #2 in hsau # 1 in Oregon # 4 in grunge # 1 in princeharrystyles # 1 in snowboarding

She was his drug he couldn't get enough of. started 3/15/18 end: 8/25/20

BOOK 2/3 OF MALIGNANT SERIES (MATURE READ!) "We need to go, they're coming for us." He yells over the rain that's slapping repetitively against the cement. "For us?" I begin until he grabs my hand and pulls me down the road. "For you, Amelia. They want you. But they can't have you." "W-why?" I swallow the lump in my throat. "Because what's mine, is mine." Harry and Amelia's developed relationship has been tested to many extents, but what happens when their choices have made them both the most wanted people by other men just as dangerous as Harry? Not to mention some shocking surprises along the way. #1 IN FANFICTION #1 IN DARK #1 IN HARRYSTYLES BOOK (2/3) *COMPLETED* ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///