All Harry wanted to do was get over his ex-girlfriend, so he got under Ophelia. *This story contains mature and explicit content*

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: March 2024 Finished:

The man's voice rises, cutting through the murmur of onlookers who've begun to gather around us. "Yes, you are! I saw you on the news. You killed your bandmate!" His words are a harsh, slurred accusation that seems to echo around the mall. He steps closer, his movements aggressive and unsteady, as if he's teetering on the edge of control. ** Just a few weeks into getting to know the worldwide famous band, Silver Tongues, one of the bandmates get's murdered. Gina is in shock, but the act only makes her closer to them. She agrees on helping Niall to find out who the murderer is... This may cause some betrayal towards Harry, who she may fall in love with. ** Highest rankings: 7 in #1D 6 in #NiallHoran 2 in #LiamPayne 2 in #ZaynMalik ** Harry Styles Niall Horan Louis Tomlinson Zayn Malik Liam payne One Direction

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One Direction 2057 Series Sequel to Daddy Styles All of her life Isabella watched her parents DDLG relationship. But never understood how it could even work. How does one just lose control of their life and go back to behaving as a child? This one question always drove her to the edge of insanity. 21 years after Valentina and Harry's relationship the government is still in place. Isabella finally turned 18 and gets her results of ...... a Little Girl. ~~~~~~~~~~~ "Come on baby girl," he says and suddenly picks me up off the ground. My eyes widen, "Put me down". He continues to walk and ignores me. I turn to look at the other one, "Make him put me down!" "Silly Baby calm down, Little Girls can't walk on their own," this one says and boops my nose. "I am not a Little Girl!"daddy Cover: @loveyouxgoodbye

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

"Don't you think it was fate that we met?" I say as i run my hands through Cora's hair softly. Our eyes on the golden light as it twinkles back at us in the sunlight. Cora laughs a little under her breath before she turns her head to face me, her face doing the same as we lock eyes. "What do you mean?" She murmurs with a cheesy smile already knowing what i meant but just wanting me to say it out loud. I let out a deep breath as a smile appears on his lips, she knows what shes doing, but that doesn't stop me. "After everything we have been through, I think that was just our way of getting to eachother" i smiles as i lean in kissing Cora's forehead. "We are the art of fate, baby" A story of two people, who couldn't fight the fate. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @WATAMELONSUGAHI 1# HARRYSTYLESFANFIC 2# in Harrystyles 1# in softharry 2&3# in softharrystyles

∙COMPLETED ∙ Book 2 of the K&R series ☆ DO NOT read this book unless you've read Kill & Run first ☆ ❝ I love no one but her, I have just discovered. But she is far away and I am here alone.❞ Cover Credits: @styleslight All Rights Reserved to macklemcvey, 2016. ©