♢♢♢ After one particular night stand, an irascible young woman with mild substance-related issues steals something she shouldn't have. The loss of it causes her to get into a compromising situation in which she'll have to bite her tongue and swallow her rage in order to stay alive. But what did she really get herself into? Rushed getaways, unexpected missions, feral fights, dangerous secrets, lethal feelings. Will she prevail or will she succumb to her anger, curiosity and newly discovered emotions? ♢♢♢ Started: September 22nd, 2020. Resumed: December 18th, 2025. | UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY | UNEDITED | IN PROGRESS |

Marguerite doesn't know why Harry Styles is protecting her. Only that without him, she'd already be dead. Cold, controlling, and impossible to escape, Harry drags her into a world of secrets, violence, and unanswered questions where danger follows her everywhere she goes. And the more time she spends with him, the more she realizes one terrifying truth: Harry isn't just hiding something. He's hiding her.

Brielle Hart. A 21 year old city girl, she grew up her whole life dreaming of becoming a florist and owning a shop off 5th avenue in NYC. On the night she decides to have fun. It goes wrong. But maybe, just maybe her life changes for the better? A Harry styles Gang au DISCLAIMER This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events and organizations ,aside from publicly known figures used in a purely fictional manner, are products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events is purely coincidental. I do not own Harry Styles or any other real life public figure mentioned. No copyright infringement is intended. All original characters, plotlines and writing belong to the author.

She was raised to be good. Soft-spoken. Polite. Pure. But the world doesn't care about good girls. Especially not the ones who are desperate. In a city that hides its sins behind neon lights and blood-stained luxury, Angelica Ricci steps into a job she doesn't fully understand-only that it pays, and she needs the money. Fast. Soon, the errands get stranger. The requests, darker. And the eyes watching her? Greener than envy, sharper than knives. Somewhere between white dresses and black secrets, she's forced to make a choice: Obey. Or disappear.

"Is this the part where you try and convince me that you're secretly a good person?" I ask quietly with the subtlest hint of sarcasm. Harry leans forward, closing some of the space between us. His fingers beside my head spread and I feel his thumb graze against my temple. "Oh, no, baby," he flashes me pretty white teeth and I feel lightheaded. "I'm the worst kind of person." // When twenty-one year old Eleanor witnesses something she shouldn't one night, she's thrust into the high-stakes world of drugs, murder, and Harry Styles. What happens when her two worlds start to collide? What if she doesn't want to escape? All Rights Reserved @femalestyles Please read warnings prior to starting this book. This book contains mature content that may not suitable to readers under the age of 18. STARTED: 6/4/2025 ENDED: ?

"Let me guess," he says, eyes gleaming. "You read somewhere that if you humanize your captor, he starts to feel sympathy. Stockholm Syndrome in reverse. Touché." I try not to flinch as he stops directly in front of me.My breath catches, but I don't look away. He grins darkly. "Silly rabbit," he murmurs. "Tricks are for me." *** She came to London to chase the story of a lifetime. He was the story all along. When journalist Penelope Reese begins investigating a string of stolen artifacts tied to a shadowy criminal syndicate known only as The Umbra, she expects danger. What she doesn't expect is to lose herself inside it. At Lethewood Manor, time warps. Morality bends. And the girl who once hunted monsters begins to wonder if she was always fated to become one. Harry Styles is more than the Umbra's ruthless leader he's a mind sharpened into a weapon, a genius who swore nothing human could ever touch him. Cold, calculating, untouchable. Until her. She's the only distraction he's ever allowed. The crack in his control. The voice he swore he didn't need, yet can't silence. To him, she's leverage, temptation, inevitability. To her, he's both a nightmare she can't escape and the one tether that might keep her alive. As Penelope unravels the secrets behind their operations-paintings lost to history, jewels worth empires, power hidden in plain sight. She begins unraveling something far more dangerous: the man who took her... and the truth about herself. But they are both bound by something neither can name-an obsession threaded by fate itself. Because some stories aren't just reported. Some stories are inevitable.

"That mouth of yours is gonna get you killed, princesa," Harry growled, his thumb and forefinger gripping my chin, forcing my gaze to his. He'd caged me against walls countless times, but this time the rage inside me burned hotter than ever. "If you're gonna fucking kill me, then do it already," I snapped, my voice dripping with exaggerated boredom as I rolled my eyes. "Because you're taking a God awful long time-" Before I could finish, his lips crashed onto mine, stealing my breath, my words, my thoughts. His body pinned me against the wall, obliterating every sliver of space between us. My fingers clenched his belt loops, holding on for dear life as the kiss turned wild-teeth clashing, breaths colliding. His hand slipped under my shirt, rough fingers grazing my waist, setting my skin alight. "I'm gonna make you fucking scream, Eliana," he rasped, his voice dripping with raw, unrelenting hunger. ----- 18+ Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content © All Rights Reserved

[COMPLETED] * currently editing asset • noun a useful or valuable thing or person. A sociopath mafia member who is far too good at his job, and a girl who never wanted to be a part of it, but somehow always would be. ©lonelyari 2020