[COMPLETED] *STORY CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* Harry is clueless when it comes to stuff relating to the bedroom. His nervousness on the topic has made him avoid finding out what it's like being with someone else. He lets his secret slip one night to his best friend of eight years, Arden, who then lends a helping hand to show him what he's missed out on all these years. A short story about self discovery. "We have two rules; no kissing and no catching feelings." A Harry Styles AU.

He wanted control. She gave him rules. Harry never meant to become obsessed with the girl in the lace bra who danced like she had nothing left to lose. She wouldn't kiss him. Wouldn't sleep with him. Wouldn't even give her real name. But he kept going back. ---- 10 chapters short story, definitely nsfw/mature content. Not my usual style, I wanted to try a story high on smut. Please vote and comments !

"I know exactly what you like." I swallowed, my throat dry despite the whiskey. "And what does that have to do with your secret?" His lips curved, the faintest hint of a smirk. "Because I think you want someone who can push back." The heat in my stomach curled tighter, and I hated that too. Hated that he was reading me too easily, hated that I couldn't tell if he was just playing or if he really understood. "That's not much of a secret," I said smoothly, keeping my voice even. "Anyone could guess that." "Maybe," Harry mused, his fingers toying with the rim of his glass. "But I don't think just anyone could keep up with you." I narrowed my eyes, my body betraying me with the way it leaned just slightly closer. "And you think you can?" He didn't answer right away. He just held my gaze, letting the anticipation stretch, letting the weight of it settle between us. Then, finally, his smirk deepened. "I guess that depends," he murmured, his voice dropping to something dark. "Are you gonna let me find out?" // August Paisley was born into bloodshed. As the daughter of Brooklyn's most ruthless mafia leader, she's spent her life sharpening her edges, knowing that love is a liability and trust is a death sentence. With enemies circling and war on the horizon, she has no time for distractions-especially not the kind that comes in the form of sharp-tongued, brooding, Harry Styles. Harry is everything she should hate. The son of her family's greatest enemy. A man raised on the promise of destruction. Their worlds are built on blood feuds and old grudges, and there's no future where the two of them walk away unscathed. But when their paths collide, what starts as a battle of wit and fire turns into something else-something intoxicating, something inevitable. Falling for him is a mistake that cost her everything. Her life. But in a war where nothing is certain, letting him go might be the most dangerous thing of all.

{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.

"You," I repeated, jabbing a finger in his direction. "You're...you're the problem. You're-ugh!" I groaned, dropping my head into my hands, the room spinning just enough to make me feel unmoored. Harry's expression shifted again, the teasing edge fading as he studied me. For a moment, I thought he might say something serious, something that would make this messy knot of emotions worse. But instead, he leaned back, the smirk returning as he reached for his drink. "If I'm the problem, Blossom, then maybe you're the solution." // Blossom is the young journalist by day but deadly killer by night. The first person to hide her true self. On the outside she is the most typical and normal girl you could ever see on the streets, but if you cross her path, she kills and never forgets. Harry is the most charming man that walked on Earth. But he doesn't trust anyone. What happens when they meet at work and their secrets intertwine?

Ivy had struggles trough most of her life. Her mother hates her, she was SA, and she had struggled mentally. After trying to take her life she leaves her home and moves in with her brothers best friend Atlas. Can Atlas help her get better? Will Ivy finally have no more hardships and be happy? ( I am working on editing but may take a slow time. ) (WARNING THIS STORY CONTAINS LOTS OF TRIGGER WARNINGS SUCH AS... SELF HARM ATTEMPTS OF SUICIDE RAPE Miscarriage Please comment vote and share

[complete!] "𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘?" "𝐀𝐒 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄." 𝐉ames "Bucky" Barnes had been lost for a very, very long time. He didn't know what it was like to take refuge in a person. He was searching for something else. But sometimes, the thing you're looking for isn't what you need. 𝐂atarina "Cat" Palmer had been alone for a long time. She had to be. Any time she got attached to someone, she was disappointed. She always hoped for a different outcome, but who she was scared a lot of people. And Cat had always chosen the wrong ones. - - - the pinterest board for this story can be found here: https://www.pinterest.com/jouskapins/found/ [bucky barnes x oc] [begins in 2015, between catws and civil war] [ link to pinterest board in bio] [previously 1st in #captainamericacivilwar, #marveloc, #civilwar !]

Bucky Barnes x OC After the blip, after her brother's endgame and after returning to a some-what normal life, Josephine (Jo) and her brother's best friend Bucky try to navigate life as civilians, however when people start overdosing on a new serum, things get out of hand. Spotify Playlist for Home: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/67QOv4LZ4LwJ0FzReNJblS?si=3cb046e12a3f4ad7 "Alright, how about this. You can still take me shopping. But after, we get some food. My treat, for showing me how to be normal." Jo pressed the phone to her ear with her shoulder as she began taking off her scarf and jacket, smiling at the thought of James Barnes being normal as he called it. "Deal."She stated. "It's a date."Bucky confirmed as Jo swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat. A date? "A date?" She questioned softly. "Yes, Jo. A date. It's that thing that two people do to spend time together, usually over food or other activities." The sarcasm dripping from Bucky's words. Jo rolled her eyes, letting out a scoff. "Thank you, Bucky, for that lovely definition." "You're welcome."

•Bucky Barnes x OC• "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑, 𝑚𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡." Everyone has a past... After The Winter Soldier is tasked to assassinate a threat to hydra for her powers of no known extent. Sixteen year old Nadya flees her home of Russia for New York, seeking solace but also revenge. Thus, becoming The Winter Soldier's one and only failure. For years, she's lived in hiding, listening to everyone praise and love the Avengers for their heroic acts. But, knowing the truth behind the said 'heroes', she's frankly sick of hearing it. After the blip, Nadya figures she has nothing left to lose and decides to finally enact her plans of revenge against the Super Soldier assassin that have been eating her alive for years. But what if instead of being imprisoned, she's recruited to work with the man she hates the most? Sam Wilson did say they need new heros after all... ‎✪ ‎✪ ‎✪ ‎✪ Cover credits: @meha-k LOOSELY follows the plot of Falcon and The Winter Soldier with my own little twist. Every Marvel character mentioned in this story belongs to Marvel Studios and Stan Lee. However, Nadya, her alias, and any other original character mentioned in the story, belong to me. There are mature themes in this story! I will put warnings if needed on the chapter. Please let me know if I should be putting any other kind of trigger warning! Updates every other day! HIGHEST RANKINGS: 🥇in #theavengers 🏅2 in #superpowers 🏅3 in #thewintersoldier

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.