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.

**CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICITE LANGUAGE** Sequel to 'Hurricane' Vol.1 "Do you want to play a dangerous game?" __ "Do you think everything I told you was a lie?" Harry asked pressing his body to mine as I felt my skin burn as his fingers traced up my arm, lightly and teasing. He already had me in the palm of his hand. "I can't trust you anymore..."I whispered. I watched his eyes flash with hurt before it was replaced with anger, his hand curling around my neck squeezing it tightly pulling me forward our noses bumping into each other as he exhaled. I was feeling light headed by his presence, his hands were a drug that made me feel out of touch with reality. "I guess I'll have to show you....how much I meant my words" Harry brushed his lips with mine "Would you let me?" Fuck...me.... I can't promise that'll make good decisions this time, my self preservation and lack of control went out the door as soon as he walked in looking at me with those eyes. . . . . "Tell me you love me even if it's a lie" *** BOOK STARTED JANUARY 8 2022 COMPLETED -TO BE DETERMINED-

"She's got a family in Carolina, so far away but she says I remind her of home." In which an aspiring song writer takes a risk at love and finds she's capable of more than she ever imagined. 18+ // contains mature and explicit content [completed] started nov. 2020 finished jan. 2023

"No, Tell me this was all a dream, please. I'm begging you!" I yelled. "Then this wouldn't be as fun as it is now, would it darling?" The voice spoke from behind. // Elianna Grace who is currently working on getting a psychology degree specializing in behavioral psychology gets assigned to work on a case assisting the city's top criminal lawyer, Harry Styles to investigate a serial killer on the loose. What happens when they soon start realizing that they can trust no one around them? Does the arrival of one another in each other's lives make their journey angelic or miserable?

Evie is an erratic melody and Harry, a steady rhythm. In the world of music, Evie, a talented singer/songwriter, embarks on a transformative journey beginning when she joins Harry Styles on tour. As the spotlight intensifies, so do the challenges - Evie grapples with anxiety, past heartbreaks, and a battle against demons of her past. Harry, with his own uncertainties and pettiness, becomes an unexpected anchor. Their relationship weaves through a tumultuous dance of on-and-off, yet beneath the surface, a profound connection remains a true constant. In the whirlwind of newfound fame, Evie must confront her insecurities and allow herself the chance at a healthy, secure love - the kind she never thought possible. Together, they navigate the intricate notes of public interest, love, and self-discovery, realizing that, despite the chaos, they might just be destined soulmates after all. #1 in harrystyles #1 in harryedwardstyles #1 in loveontour #1 in harryshouse #1 in lot #1 in cinema #1 in watermelonsugar #1 in adoreyou #1 in TPWK #1 in cherry #1 in fineline #1 in golden Enjoy x

Life isn't easy, especially when you manage two seperate lives at the same time. Harry Styles is young, successful, beautiful and equally as dangerous. He faces difficulties every day as he manages his business and he thinks he's prepared for just about everything. Except for what comes knocking on his front door on a cold night. !!! MATURE CONTENT !!!

Suddenly all my songs were about you. ---- When Mr. William's daughter was kidnapped, Harry out of all hundreds of men was the only one who was suitable to get her back. Athena Williams, daughter of the infamous mafia leader was kidnapped during the night of her cafe shift. Stuck, alone and lost. All she hoped was for someone to find her someday. ✧ ( less smut ) ✧ WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE AND TRIGGERING PARTS. /////// written by @jaszs_23

BOOK 2 OF 3 Sequel to Tell Me The Truth - "Violet, I need to tell you something." Phoebe mumbles somewhat nervously. "Can it wait?" "Not really, it's about who-" "Fuck, I don't have time, I'm sorry!" I take everything from her hands and the doorman opens the door to the building for me with a big smile. I don't so much as glance around on the way to the elevator. Usually I would take my time studying the current interior and grade them in my head, but I actually have no time for any of that. I tap my foot impatiently in the elevator and straighten out everything in my hands while I head up to the fortieth floor. I watch the numbers move up achingly slow and barely wait for the doors to open before I slip through them. I head down the hall and see an open door that leads to a big office space. When I enter, I'm immediately met with a warm smile from the receptionist. I exhale heavily and smile back. "Violet Parker?" She asks and I nod my head, still trying to catch my breath. "Sorry I'm late." "You're right on time." She stands from her desk and leads me toward the conference room in the middle of different offices and cubicles. She opens the door and gestures for me to step through. The chatter from the men in the room dies down when I enter and I barely look up at them, just trying to get my stuff on the table before I drop any of it. "I apologize for not being here sooner, I see you started without me." I say with a smile. "Not at all, you can't start the show without the star." A friendly sounding older gentleman says and I smile wider, turning on the charm, and finally look up to assess the room of men in front of me. I lift my head to look toward the end of the table and everything stills. My eyes lock with a very familiar pair of green ones and I feel the color drain from my face as everything around me turns into white noise. Harry. - TW: VIOLENCE, UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS, ANXIETY, LOSS, MATURE

BOOK 1 OF 3 - "Violet." Harry's voice stops me in my tracks, a shiver snaking up my spine at the steady tone he always seems to carry. I slowly turn back around to face him, our eyes meeting in the dark cab, the only light coming from a street lamp above the car. "Are you al-" He starts to ask that same goddamn question. "Don't." I cut him off. "Don't you ask me that again. Okay? I don't even know you." Harry doesn't say anything and lets me open the door to get out of the car. "That cut wasn't there this morning." He states matter of factly. "What?" I duck my head back down into the cab to look at him again. "Em told me your story about how you split your lip." He looks deeply into my eyes and I'm suddenly self conscious about how attentively he's looking at me . "Unless I missed you sneaking off to play volleyball during work, that was not there before that pompous asshole boyfriend of yours showed up." My mouth falls open slightly, not knowing what to say in response to him calling me out so blatantly. Nothing he's saying is accusatory toward me, he just obviously doesn't believe a single thing I've said. And he's right. They're all lies. I shut the door in his face, my solution for not having a response. I turn around to walk toward my house, a little shaken by this interaction with a perfect stranger who saw right through my bullshit immediately. I hear Harry's car roar back to life as I attempt to unlock the front door with slightly trembling hands. The lack of sleep, drama with Johnny and the conversation I just had with Harry is proving to be too much for one day. I finally unlock the door to push it open, and I turn my head to watch Harry speed off down my street and out of sight. ----------------------------- TW: VIOLENCE, UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS, BODY IMAGE ISSUES, ANXIETY, SEXUAL CONTENT, MATURE Any and all instances depicted are a complete work of fiction. I appreciate you being here, Em