When Joey moves into a small coastal town to live with her big brother Kasper, she becomes intertwined with his arrogant best friend Harry Styles and his group of mischievous friends. Joey's fiery attitude and Harry's rebellious nature immediately clash. Having nothing better to do with their summer, they play a life threatening game and dig up their towns old secrets for fun, but amidst Joey and Harry's bickering they accidentally uncover the truth, putting everyone that they love in danger.

Iris Campbell moves into a small town in hopes of leaving her past behind and creating a new future for herself. Harry Styles lives only to protect his father's motorcycle club and the menacing secrets that lie within it. Iris gets entangled in Harry's dangerous world of violence and mayham when he walks into her tattoo shop after closing one night. Both of their deception filled worlds will destroy one another, now it's just a competition on who will go down first.

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.

PART 3: Harry & Olivia's epic love story continues.. What happens when the honeymoon's over?

PART 2: The story of Liv and Harry continues as we see their relationship tested and tried in ways they wouldn't have thought possible. Are they strong enough to withstand all that is trying to tear them apart? WARNING: Contains sex scenes & drug use

Immensely private Olivia has her world turned upside down when it collides with Harry, a critically acclaimed musician with stardom in his grasp. Together they navigate the obstacles of love, fame, heartbreak and the bond of friendships that keep it all together. Part 1 of 3 [#1 Fan Fiction 12 Sept 2018] - MATURE CONTENT Reader comments: "ok wow wow wow I loved that book and read it all in 24 hours. I loved it thank you thank you for crafting such a beautiful and, at times, frustrating story but all the frustration shows the depth of the world you've created and I was only annoyed because I wanted to see these characters I'd grown to love find happiness" - @frogdaddy "That was breathtaking, beautiful, amazing, wonderful, lovely, adventurous and all in all magnificent!! I'm in tears.. My heart can't handle this.. I'm gonna read the 2nd book right now!!!" - @ingeGer "i'M CRYING . BEST BOOK EVER. 11/10 RECOMMEND" - @div3rgeme "MY FAVORITE BOOK OF ALL TIME ON WATTPAD!!!" - @Shinnustar

Harry Styles. 24 years old. CEO. Self made millionaire. He's New York's most eligible bachelor. Every man and women within 100 miles knows his name. But no one recalled knows Harry. Norah Wilson. 22 years old. Fashion intern. Self proclaimed mess. She moved from a small town in North Carolina to pursue her dreams in the fashion world. After graduating from NYU, she gets an internship at Vogue. Now she's trying to establish herself. Two worlds are going to collide, and these two people are not ready for it. ALL RIGHTS GO TO xcalliex FOR THIS STORY, AS SHE IS THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR ***** Please read the note before the first chapter *****

in which joelle d'amore is completing her final semester of university in the grand city of los angeles, california. when she finds herself in the presence of harry styles, a piercing man with dangerous agendas, she is permeated with fear. she saw something she shouldn't have and now she's fucked. » He brushes my parted hair, tucking them behind my ears. I breathe in, surprised by the delicacy of his touch. Suddenly, I feel his thumbs trace underneath my jaw only to direct my head to tilt up. "Just because your fuck of a boyfriend couldn't appreciate you, doesn't mean nobody else would. If you think that, then you're full of shit." "I-I don't think that," I tell him and I can feel it getting harder to breathe in the elevator shaft. "Then what's the problem, angel?" He's asking, sliding his thumbs off my jaw to trail over my throat. I can feel his long fingers meet behind my neck. "Why are you comparing yourself to dolls for?" » [non-lowercase] This is a Harry Styles AU Fan Fiction with no ties to Harry Styles or the rest of the boys in One Direction. Story contains Mature and Explicit content. CONTENT WARNING: This story contains mentions and/or descriptions of abuse, alcohol, assault, domestic violence, drugs, mental illness, sex, violence, and vulgar language. » #1 in HARRYSTYLES #1 in HARRYEDWARDSTYLES #1 in HARRY #1 in FINE #1 in LINE #1 in FINELINE #1 in DARK #1 in SEATTLE #1 in 1D » started jan. 20, 2021 completed aug. 1, 2022

Victoria Jade Greenwood, a girl born in Madrid who dreamed of working in football since she was a kid, finally gets the big opportunity to settle as an sports director. However, she has to deal with public criticism for being a girl in football. In addition to that, forming a football team with Niall Horan to save Eventon fc's situation doesn't seem like an easy thing to do. Nevertheless, Niall doesn't think working with Victoria is easy either. What they don't know is: "When it all melts down, the other will be there."

We're all mad here, it's Wonderland. ~ Harry latches onto my passionate on-beat arms as he keeps me from moving forward. "Are you fuckin' mad?" He grits through his teeth. "I'm in Wonderland, Pretty Boy," I throw my free arm in the air, motioning to the surrounding world. "Of course, I've gone a little mad." He flips me around as the level of infuriation rises throughout his clenched jaw, trying to remain composed. "Don't try and be something you're not, Presley." I rip away from his hold, furrowing my brows from the curt statement, the honest revelation that should've just stayed within his mind. "We'll never be the heroes, and you know that," he says, colder than the Arctic's towering waves. "We'll never win." We'll never find Purple. Purple, the color of the Star-Crossed Lovers.