"You'd be wise to tell me the truth. Which racer would the Circuit rather see dead?" "Redline." --- The Circuit is the top name in underground car racing - an elite, globally connected syndicate operating secretly beneath multiple polished fronts. Each season, it attracts blacklisted professional racers, unknown talents, and secret donors who are all chasing high-stake wins on illegal, unpredictable tracks. With a new season approaching, the racing world remains unsettled by the shocking conclusion to last year's run - and the role Harry Styles played in it. Known as Redline, his reputation was built on unmatched speed and precision. But a collision at the final race ended his most recent season just short of the win, and rumors suggest he hasn't quite recovered. Still, his brand can't afford to disappear. If he can't race, Redline still has to. He needs a ghost driver; someone who can match his skill, win under his name, and navigate the pressure the Circuit demands. Val has several lurking issues of her own. As a getaway driver for organized criminals, her life depends on speed, discretion, and skill. When she betrays a top client, she needs a way out - and fast. Unbeknownst to her, an offer is already lingering nearby. Deals are made. Obstacles lurk in each city. And two stubborn individuals must work together to ensure that Redline finishes this next season on top.

The one about chefrry

What started out as a bachelorette party ended in a life-changing dance. Not all those who wander into 𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙗𝙤𝙬 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙚 are lost... Come one. Come all. 𝙍𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙗𝙤𝙬 𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙚 Nightclub, New York. A place to feel good. 𓆤 HS FIC. grumpy!h x sunshine!mc + enemies to lovers + dark!club!strip!h are rolled into one! DISCLAIMER: MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, DRUG AND ALCOHOL USE, VIOLENCE, LANGUAGE. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, events, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. READ AT YOUR DISCRETION. THANK YOU. 𓆤

[COMPLETE] "𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚. 𝙉𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚." The signs are right in front of them, but when will they see? An assassin and his accidental recruit embark on a challenging journey to find an opposing leader who just may have killed people very important to them. Only, when these enemies turned lovers begin to encounter mysterious messages during their time together, it's clear that everything is not what it seems. Now in French as translated by @stylesmood_ __________ Started: Nov 9th, 2023 Finished: Jun 24th, 2024 #1 in harryedwardstyles as of 04/08/24 #12 in harrystyles as of 05/31/24 "This story is so good it deserves more recognition. The plot, the tension, the plot twists, the secrets!!!! Everything is so perfect" -- luvhaylor "This story deserves to be known by millions it's the best thing I've ever read" -- emilysuebitch "Okay I am officially gonna worship u now onwards bc THIS PLOT IS EVERYTHING" -- Meadow616 MATURE & SLOW BURN

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘖𝘕𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} Ria Romano knew hurt like the back of her hand. She was dealt her fair share of bad cards, more than anyone so young should have to face. A cynical girl riddled with the remnants of her past, a shattered sort of soul. She concealed like it was second nature; her instinct being to suppress. She'd offer you a cigarette with a shrug while you were crying because she never was too great with affection. She didn't smile so often but when she did and it was directed at you, you'd never feel such satisfaction. I was told Aria preferred to be alone, isolated; clouding her mind with inhales of her cigarette and drowning it in alcohol. Until she was dealt her good card, out of the pack of bad. They had a love beautiful enough to last a lifetime, the type directors desire to capture and authors aspire to write. Two souls, shattered by the cruelty of the world time and time again with flames that rekindled each others. They were each other's oxygen. They breathed life back into each other, those two insomniacs. <3

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘞𝘖 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠} The perfect picture of elegance. It's all Violet Amory's known - the foundation of the image she must preserve. For her, for them. Raised in a distinguished family and moulded to bear modest smiles and tender caresses, the grace she's renowned for is what she's come to accept. Stifling this innate need that nobody in her worlds seems to hold: for more. For thrill and the world beyond. Contained within the weight of reputation and hiding the hurt that lingers, the bruises she masks. Until him. The picture of wildness and impulse, with a devious grin she can't seem to stop herself from falling towards. And a heart all too enticing, Everest and Violet battling the world around them that ordains them to be apart. Misfits, in their own separate worlds. all my love <3

{𝘉𝘖𝘖𝘒 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌 𝘖𝘍 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘚𝘚 𝘛𝘙𝘐𝘓𝘖𝘎𝘠 } Hudson Tempest's an enigma nobody's capable of solving. Darkness has been moulded into his skin, running through him as easily as his blood. More than he's ever allowed anyone to see. Swept up into a world of sin and deviance, Hudson Tempest was broken as a boy and shattered several times over the course of his life. Made to be cruel and forced into a pool of self-destruction, a life that will only ruin him if it continues. Death has been the only thing in sight to him, for a long time. But how hard it is to save someone, who wants to let themselves drown. Val Emerson's the embodiment of light. A heart that outpours warmth like she was made to love, from the very moment she was born. The sunny side up sort of girl with an affinity for the sea, and smiles. When the cruelest of them all and the happiest of them all collide. When her hatred turns into a desperate desire to save the most broken of them all, far past salvation. When his hatred morphs into something he promised not to feel. Opposites. Dark, to light. Whole, and broken. Rivals, in all they do. Until somewhere along the way, they find themselves falling into each other's arms. Somehow, into each other's clashing hearts. <3

MALEFACTOR (n): one who commits an offense against the law. Camden Muñoz has one self-proclaimed fatal flaw: the moment she gets an idea in her head, she has to follow through with it. Against her better judgment, she's always stuck by this notion. But when these thoughts lead to her committing what she imagined would be a one-and-done robbery, she finds herself at the mercy of a dangerous man in an impossible situation. // Time, I've learned, is a very finicky thing. Sometimes, seconds feel like minutes while minutes can feel like seconds. Time as a construct makes no comprehensible sense at certain points, the intangibility of it all making your existence as a human seem baffling to understand. As I blink, I become aware of the gun in my outstretched hand pointing directly at the head of the man standing behind the register in the liquor store. I'm not sure how I got inside or when. One second I was standing outside with Harry, my feet hitting the sidewalk as I emerged from the alley, and the next, I'm here. Playing God in a moment that no mortal being should ever be able to do. "Open the register or I'll blow your fucking brains out." The same words that Harry spit at me almost a week ago come flying back out. He's standing beside me, an inch back with his own gun out and cocked at the man. A rush of adrenaline surges through me, my lips curling upward momentarily as the words finish leaving. Power. That's what I feel at this moment. // MATURE CONTENT 18+

Losing someone is never easy. Especially if it's your best friend. Being in love with that someone though, makes it even more complicated. * Harry and Elizabeth grew up together. They were best friends, each other's happy place. But 7 years is a long time, a lot has changed... Harry is now living his dream, basking in the glory of his success. No matter how big he gets though, he could never forget where he came from. He could never forget those big blue eyes and the hearty laugh that he was once so fond of. And Elizabeth... well, she grew up. She's not the naive little girl she was all those years ago anymore, she sees the world differently now. She does her best every day, trying to get into line and have a normal life like most of us. Running away from your past and building up walls can only work for so long though, and a certain curly headed rockstar might just be able to crumble them all down in an instant. When their paths cross again, the darkness just becomes a tad bit brighter. They eventually fall back to same old habits, the memories clearer than ever and suddenly it all just makes perfect sense again. *** "Love is friendship that has caught fire." //MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT//

How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco's daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing morning coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence. Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can't find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why is morning coffee with Draco Malfoy the only thing that makes sense anymore? *cover art created by @eternallyreadinggoodthings