You and I (Punk Niall Horan)
Five tattooed guys. Five kidnapped girls.
"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and...
SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfec...
They never told you that the monster under your bed could have a set of beautiful forest green eyes and an angelic smile. -a story in which a girl is taken by a notorious gang member that lives beneath the world's feet. THIS IS A TRILOGY BOOK (1/3) *COMPLETED* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles #1 in fanfiction #1...
"I like a woman who can beat me at my own game." // cover credit to @herwalls
"You're nothing but a con man." "I prefer con artist, sweetheart." ➳ Winner of Season 3 1D Watty Awards for Best Smut
It all started when seventeen year old Priscilla Prescott accompanied her best friend to go see a band in concert. She was slowly starting to regret her decision, that was until the lead singer's eyes met hers. Something sparked in the both of them, something magical.
me: dad, I got a new phone so this is my number now 373-7073: I'm not your father *Darth Vader voice* me: wow your actually being funny me: wait me: omg sorry, wrong number! 373-7073: you got the wrong dad 373-7073: this is daddy, try again
Devyn May has always had a huge crush on Harry. She has admired him from afar for years, but has never had the courage to approach him. However, when Devyn's best friend, Sarah, convinces her to make a move, she decides to take a different approach. Devyn notices that Harry's best friend, Niall, is always around and s...
Jessie Rose is captivated by the magnetic performances of Niall Horan, an up-and-coming musician with a heart-stopping smile and a voice that resonates deep within her. Each Friday night at their local bar, as Niall performs his weekly shows, Jessie catches herself lost in daydreams, her infatuation growing despite he...
Maiden Smith is finally out of her parents' house and found an apartment. She doesn't have to listen to her parents telling her to clean her room, do her homework or wash the dishes. The only problem is she has to share her apartment with someone else.
*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a...
The hall is still a little bit crowded but no one is paying attention to the girl with the crazy I-just-had-sex hair and no panties under her skirt. I can't believe what just happened and I never will. I had sex with the one and only Harry Styles. Highest rank: #1 in Fanfiction.
Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-kno...
I was captivated, but he was all too good at his profession: Harry Styles, Playboy. © wrenadler, All Rights Reserved. (Larry with some Ziam)
"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...
"Harry. Come over tonight?" "I can't.. I was sleeping." He said, slightly annoyed that I called him up at like 3 in the morning. "Please." I rolled my eyes. I waited for a response, as I could hear shuffling at the other end of a line. "Do you want to have sex tonight?" I smiled, biting my lip. "Pleasure to." He...
"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...