❝Been dreaming about me again, Indigo?❞ ••• [H.S.] - enemies to lovers

18+ | ON HOLD BECAUSE IT'S ABOUT TO GET REALLY DEPRESSING AND I'M NOT READY *** May 2nd, 1998. Oakland, California. Nova Deville attends her Father's political rally to show her support for his Mayoral Campaign. When a group of young, masked 'outlaws' crash the rally to speak out against Deville's corruption, Nova gets wrapped up in their passion and ends up aiding them in their escape. After helping this mysterious group of leather and lace, she slowly gets sucked into their world of sex, drugs and rock n' roll. One member of the group stands out to her; Harry Dawson. He's cold, reckless, brutally honest and wants nothing to do with her. But, Harry becomes the least of her problems when a brutal murder rocks the town and tensions rise in the already politically segregated community. But, it doesn't stop at one. When the murderer starts making victims of Nova's very own social circle, she can't help but think that this killer is closer to her than she thinks and she can't trust anyone. *** "Fuck, Nova, please touch me. I fucking hate myself for this, but you're making me so desperate, please," Harry falls apart in front of me, whimpering and moaning at the words tumbling out of his own mouth. I start to reach out my hand, ready to touch him for the very first time, and he moans out in anticipation from my slight movement, eyes trained on my delicate fingers. And then, the sound of shattering glass and a loud thud pierces the air from downstairs. I go completely still. "No, don't stop, Nova..." He whines at me and wraps his own hand around himself to relieve some tension. I ignore his pleas and grab my gun from off my nightstand, ready to handle whatever the fuck is going on downstairs now. "Wait here for me," I grab his wrist, pulling his hand out of his lap and throwing it back against my headboard roughly, "and no touching." *** Started: December 12th, 2021

-To be loved is to be changed- Harry Edward Styles, 20 year old college student and golden boy of the University of Southern California Tojan's football team has been secretly pining over Dorothea (Thea) since he first saw her sitting in his middle school math class 8 years ago. However, here they are now, best friends and beginning their Junior and Senior years of college together with Harry yet to make any effort to get the girl he's spent years wanting. Dorothea Grace Eston, 20 year old college student and biomedical engineering major has always been extremely focused and driven. That's not to say that she is cold, because she really is not. Thea just knows what she wants and she will do what it takes to make it happen. As far as romance goes, well, romance of any type has been off of the table for a long time. That is until the happy and easy-going friendship she shares with Harry starts to turn more emotional and develops into something more. How is she supposed to let someone like him fall in love with someone like her?

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.

They met at the wrong time under the wrong circumstances, in a world that was not theirs. They had no choice but to move on from each other. Five years later, Griffin Walker and Harry Styles meet again. How will it end this time? LOVE BUILT ON LIES. © hesasnowflake