❝Why won't you tell me your name?❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

Harry Styles is the wealthy and very strict young CEO of Styles INC. His life seems perfect from the outside: girls, money and a business on the rise. But there is more than the eye can meet. Harry's past follows him every day and prevents him from fully connect with the people around him. What will happen when in his life appears a bubbly and sweet girl? Will he allows someone inside or will he shut her down? *** This story reached #3 on Fanfiction! *** Warnings: Will contain mature contents, violence and strong language. All rights reserved @lazycatgirl

"Daddy? I'm scared." "Why, love?" She crawled into my lap and cuddled into me. "The storm. It's scary." "You don't have to be scared, Princess. Me and your daddy are always here." "Will you sing me a lullaby?"

"Pain doesn't exist with you around, Niall Horan." ... an au in which harry plays for the packers and niall is his biggest fan. ... read at your own risk. some chapters may be triggering for some readers. (Are marked with a *)

Businessman Harry Styles calls upon a sex hot line to get through his lonely nights. What starts off as a pure sexual service soon turns emotional when Harry begins to make calls just to talk to 'Lucky'. [1st Place Popular Narry (Bromance Awards 2015)]

In which a boy-unlucky college girl receives a rather, erotic picture message on accident. Highest Rank: #3 bRO Copyright © Michella 2015. No translations pls cover by me Re-make in my works :)

❝I'm so smooth that when people talk to me they slip and fall.❞ ❝I must be one of your victims, for i sure have fallen for you.❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.

"who's that?" "Niall or something, he's a freak" "a freak?" "yeah, he doesn't talk"

"I....I could always show you.." He told me Huh? "I could always teach you how." He repeated. "What?" I asked astonished he would even say that. "I could teach you how. I could show you how to be touched, how to touch others, even how to touch yourself" He said with seriousness in his voice. He's got to be joking. This has to be a prank. "But...I..." I was literally lost for words. "Think about it, I'm not just going to teach you how to have sex, I'm going to teach you how to be confident and comfortable with your body. Your sexy as hell but your always so unsure of yourself and you act like a shy little girl. Don't you want to be confidence and stand up for yourself? Don't you want to show everyone that inner goddess dying to come out?" "Yes" I mumbled. I was tired of being made fun of. I was tired of being a coward. "So you'll do it?" He asked with a smirk playing on his lips. Should I even do this? Isn't this wrong? Without even thinking I spoke. "Yes I'll let you teach me your ways" I admitted. "Call it, Private Sex Lessons" He smiled. What the actual fuck did I get myself into?

❝He's thirty-six, Adeline. Not sixteen.❞ © CynicalCaroline 2014 All Rights Reserved.