"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Cassie Bennet is on the run. From someone. From something. When she finds herself in a place where she feels more established than she's ever been, her past follows. The looming possibility of packing up everything for the fourth time in three years is constantly on Cassie's mind as more and more secrets come to light. There's only one true thing that's keeping her in Seattle. Love. Is it enough?

After being rescued from a violent attack, Josephine is caught in the middle of a war between a cult of murderers and the vigilantes determined to stop them. Unable to go home until her attempted murderers are caught, she finds sanctuary with Harry Styles, a vigilante tasked with protecting her. Together, they team up to stop the cult from taking more victims. But, the more time she spends living with him, the more questions she has, and there is nothing that could prepare her for the secret she's soon to discover about the man who saved her life. - COMPLETED Watty Awards 2021 Shortlist Rated Mature for graphic depictions of sex, violence, death, and discussions about rape.

When Harry hijacks her car in the middle of the night, Harley is forced to become a getaway driver for one of New Orleans' most fearsome criminals. Try as they might, Harry and Harley cannot resist the temptation of each other as they continue to work as partners in crime. She knows it will only end in disaster, but the more she tries to fight it, the further she is pulled into his dark world. - Harley never meant to get mixed up in a life of crime. She spent most of her childhood on race tracks, watching and learning everything her father had to offer her as a pro racer. Until he died. Reeling from loss, she now struggles to make ends meet on her own and must seek out new ways to make money. In a drug deal gone wrong, she finds herself behind the wheel of a car with a gun to her head. A masked man named Harry demands that she helps him evade the cops, so she does the only thing she knows how to. She drives. - COMPLETED HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles Rated Mature for graphic depictions of sex, strong language, drug use, self harm, mental illness, death, and violence. Refer to "BEFORE YOU READ" for detailed warnings.

Delilah Jones, 22, alive by the skin of her teeth. That's what her profile would say if she had an honest bone in her body. Instead, she was Daisy. Submissive. Doe-eyed. A girl who did what was needed of her, whether that need came from a stranger or herself. Delilah does not fall in love. She sells illusion. After one arrangement crosses a line, her rules harden and her heart locks down. Then Harry enters her world, wealthy, controlled, and unsettling in the way he never asks for more than she is willing to give. What begins as a contract becomes a test of will, because the one thing Delilah refuses to indulge in is the one thing Harry makes impossible to ignore.

de•si•rous | /dəˈzīrəs/ | adjective • having or characterized by desire - "H-Harry?" I whisper, my eyes widening. I blink a few times to make sure I'm not going crazy. "What are you doing here?" He asks with furrowed brows, closing the door behind him as he takes a few steps towards me. "Are you in my class?" "Your class?" I question, tilting my head to the side. "No, I- wait, are you the professor?" He chuckles, his dimples popping out as a smile grows across his face. He runs his hand through his short brown curls; his hair used to be so long. He looks so... grown up. "I am," he nods, slipping his hands into his pant's pockets. "Oh... I guess I'm your teaching assistant, then." - CONTENT WARNING FOR LANGUAGE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DOMESTIC VIOLENCE

Radiant: sending out light; shining or glowing brightly "She was like a lighthouse, radiant, in my never ending sea of pitch black waves" Harry Styles is a world renowned cardiovascular surgeon who's never been in touch with his own heart. Althea Cooper is the ray of sunshine who owns a joyous cafe opposite St Jude's Hospital. But when Harry discovers that the joy is just a mask that Althea wears every day can he help to heal her pain? Will she help to heal his? The two could not be more opposite but when neither of them can escape the magnetism between them, will they be able to escape their pain and let each other in? Are they really that different after all? MATURE THEMES

Harry Styles is the best underground boxer at Birmingham's yet still struggling to make a living. Emilia Park is a nurse with her life in perfect order, shaped in every aspect to her personal appeal. Each carry the wounds and trauma of their parent's addiction, each with their own approach on how to escape it. Their close living quarters move them into even closer proximity when Emilia's apartment becomes Harry's place of safety. Together, they face the truth of their broken reality learning to accept each other and push each other into something greater than themselves.

"My true name is Asmodeus," Harry growls, his top lip curling into a snarl as he takes a step towards me. "I am one of seven Princes of Hell, the embodiment of lust, the commander of hundreds of legions of Demons. One day soon, I will rule over all of Hell. I will be king." He reaches me in three silent strides, standing so close that his preternatural heat envelops me, suffocates me. Using a long, slender finger, he traces the curve of my bottom lip, leaving a trail of fire in its wake. Any air left in my lungs is expelled in a sharp exhale when he blinks; the striking green of his irises, and the whites of his eyes are replaced with solid black, like icy pools of onyx. "And you, Daniella," he whispers with a scrutinizing tilt of his head, "are going to help me." - CHECK INTRODUCTION FOR LIST OF TRIGGER WARNINGS

One night of impulse shouldn't lead to much for Joni Lewis, but when she meets the alluring Harry Styles, an opportunity arises that she can't ignore. A Harry Styles short story inspired by Pretty Woman.