A short story - in which Frankie Rhodes and Harry Styles are completely in love. With a fresh engagement, and plans for Frankie to move into Harry's apartment at the end of next month, they both feel as if this is truly the beginning of the rest of their lives together. So, what happens after an incident causes Harry to end up in the hospital, and when he wakes, he has no recollection of the last two years of his life?

A short story - in which Harry Styles and Imogene Webb find themselves tangled in each other's lives over a few years' time.

A short story - in which Carter Adams is in love with her best friend, Harry Styles, but she's never let him know. The worst part? He just got engaged to her sister.

When freelance painter Mickayla is introduced to music producer Harry via a mutual friend, most would assume that the meet-up is a blind date for the singletons. But they'd be wrong. Their encounter is purely business: baby business. Harry dreams of nothing more than becoming a Dad, but he has no time or interest in starting a relationship to get him to that goal. Mickayla is more than happy to help him out, especially after a generous sum of money is offered by Harry as payment for her to be the surrogate of his child. It's an amount that'll change her life, just like what she's going to do for Harry will change his. The two strangers end up bonded by not only Harry's baby in Mickayla's belly, but a love for one another that neither of them expected to experience soon existing in both of their hearts. Mature content | for an 18+ audience only.

(completed) Lily thought she was just tagging along for a quiet summer at a borrowed villa-editing Gemma's book, swimming in silence, sipping wine under the sun. Then there was Harry. Sun-warmed skin, slow smiles, and a kiss that tasted like peach juice and too much possibility. They weren't supposed to fall. But some things ripen fast under the right heat. "You taste like peach," she whispered. He smirked. "You taste like summer." -- I've created 10 chapters following my initial final chapter! Hope you enjoy them!

In which, Harry Styles is the CEO of a fashion company and needs his assistant, Emery Rivera to be his fake girlfriend on a family vacation.

"How is he? It seems like it's been ages since I last spoke to or saw him." I ask sipping on the tea Anne made me while I pet her new cat named Tom who sits below me on the floor. "He's well just he doesn't get a lot of free time to come and visit anymore. It's been a few months since I've seen him." Anne says with a sort of sadness to her voice. "Do you think he even remembers me" I ask half jokingly but also knowing it's been years since we have even spoken. "Oh honey, he could never forget you. Let me call him and we can see for ourselves." She says grabbing her phone from the kitchen table. "Uh-um actually let's not." I say, but before I even get a chance to stop her the phone is already ringing. "Hey mum how are you?" I hear a familiar voice ring over the phone. Anne says hello and waves quickly to him over facetime before quickly handing me the phone. "Well hello stranger." Harry says with that same goofy smile he has always had since secondary school. "Hey rockstar remember me?" I ask trying to suppress my laughter. "Could never forget you Hazel."

'You are going to help me acquire something very valuable,' he spoke close to my ear, his breath fanning down my neck. I looked up at the paintings in front of us, all worth millions of pounds, and then at the spot on the wall where one was missing. The knowledge of what had happened to it was giving me the adrenaline I needed to allow myself to be so close to his presence. 'Why are you trusting me with this?' I asked, turning my head slightly to face him. His green eyes met mine, a small smile turning at the corners of his lips. The room was silent as tourists filtered through the gallery, each one taking their time to focus on the artwork before them. This was a crazy proposition. I'd never been the type to run towards crazy. 'Well, you haven't told anyone yet have you? And I suspect you're seeking a little adventure.' * Atlas Hall has played it safe her whole life. Harry Styles lives for the thrill of it all. When she's recruited by the mysterious stranger, adventure awaits.

no·to·ri·ous/adjective: famous or well known, typically for some bad quality or deed. Harry Styles, by the very definition of the word is notorious. Not only for his good looks, charm, and unfathomable musical talent, but also for his womanizing and heartless attitude. Aspen Russo, by the very definition of the word, hates Harry Styles. Not only because he calls her "munchkin" and constantly looks down her shirt, but also because he flirted his way into her band and refuses to leave. Through drunken nights, illegal adventures, sizzling chemistry, and a few secrets bubbling at the surface Aspen may just learn that definitions were meant to be applied loosely. WARNING: Graphic sexual content. I am also not responsible for any feels or heartache (good and bad) this story ensues.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*