Eulalia Snow. A want-to-be professional Figure Skater. A bookstore co-worker. And an unexpected murderer. She isn't your typical 22-year-old who lives in Arizona. Harry Styles. A Lawyer. A younger brother. And a behind-the-scenes anonymous painter. He's your typical 24-year-old who was born in England and moved to New York City when he turned 18-years-old. Clueless Harry falling in love, mysterious Eulalia going for her next victim. Started: January 1st, 2023 Finished: November 24th, 2023

it really is LOVE on tour

"Use your big girl words. Do I scare you, my Vixen?" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Metallic masks with slits at the mouth. All black attire. Vicious attacks. Meet Faceless. A violent gang that believes they are helping the world. Ridding it of its evil. Making it a better place. Stripper poles. Wads of money. Glittery high heels with fringe. Meet Valerie. A sultry stripper who works in the city that never sleeps. What happens when these two things come together? And how much longer could she keep running from her past until it catches up to her? 18+ MATURE CONTENT

de•si•rous | /dəˈzīrəs/ | adjective • having or characterized by desire - "H-Harry?" I whisper, my eyes widening. I blink a few times to make sure I'm not going crazy. "What are you doing here?" He asks with furrowed brows, closing the door behind him as he takes a few steps towards me. "Are you in my class?" "Your class?" I question, tilting my head to the side. "No, I- wait, are you the professor?" He chuckles, his dimples popping out as a smile grows across his face. He runs his hand through his short brown curls; his hair used to be so long. He looks so... grown up. "I am," he nods, slipping his hands into his pant's pockets. "Oh... I guess I'm your teaching assistant, then." - CONTENT WARNING FOR LANGUAGE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DOMESTIC VIOLENCE

Elude (əˈlo͞od): evade or escape from (a danger, enemy, or pursuer), typically in a skillful or cunning way. In which Harry Styles finds himself enamored with his boss' fiancée.

[COMPLETED] "You're a rare kind of turbulence. My lips still tremble." -R.Queen ***** Turbulence (noun) - full of commotion ***** Harry is on the run from people from his old life and stumbles upon a town in the middle of nowhere. He decides that this seemingly hidden town would be the perfect place to start his new life and stay hidden. But what Harry doesn't know, is that he is walking into a town run by rivaling biker gangs that might possibly be just as dangerous as what he is running from. ***** MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT ***** Started- 15 September, 2020 Finished- 26 December, 2020

in which remedith cherry drops songs and dips just to say fuck modest.

"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice. "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased. "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on." My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet." His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat. "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him. **** TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content. HIGHEST RANKINGS: No.3 #HarryStyles No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic No.6 #Friendships No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles No.1 #Soft No.1 #hs No.1 #1D No.1 #alternateuniverse No.1 #slowburn

❝ now that i know what a beautiful soul you have, how can i not love you? ❞ [ DISCONTINUED ] ❪ harry styes x fem!oc ❫ euphemire ©2023

Getting drunk, getting high and getting to experience the adrenaline of being alive. Summer 2088, the summer we planned to live life to the fullest by completing tasks set by the friendgroup and do the things we've always wanted to do but been too afraid to try. Because we just wanted to push adulthood away for a little longer before it would come crashing down on us and everything that it would bring. And I found myself on a field in the pouring rain, eyes locked with the person that I didn't understand the slightest at the beginning of summer. "I dare you" I said, smirking at Harry who shook his head at my words, watching the train approach. "And i dare you" I caught the devilish grin before he started running towards the train tracks and the nearing train, me following close behind. And we jumped, together, hands intertwined, eyes focused and hearts beating with adrenaline. And we did it, because we kept on surviving. --- Story contains mature/sexual content, sexual assault, vulgar language, mental health and mentions of drug use. #138 in futuristic