A night shift. It brings darkness, a sense of uncertainty and unknown, you never really know what's coming through those doors until it hits you square in the face and it's all hands on deck. You never really know who's coming through those doors until their lips are on yours and you're down deep for a woman you don't even know. You never know what could happen on a night shift.

When Harry Styles, the last standing candidate, is hired to be the personal bodyguard to the daughter of the most targeted family in the country. Warning : violence/strong language/mature content Highest ranking: 3rd in #harryfanfic

[COMPLETED] Kizalyn Reeves has fiercely fought to establish stability after a turbulent upbringing. While opening her tattoo parlor offered hope, an abusive relationship cast a shadow over her newfound independence. Determined to defend herself, she turns to boxing at Knockout Arena, only to encounter an arrogant instructor. Despite his hot-tempered attitude, she finds herself drawn to his circle of friends. However, a late-night visit uncovers the gym's sinister secrets, plunging Kizalyn into a dangerous world she didn't know existed. Her world is shattered by a single gunshot, forcing her to place trust in an unlikely ally-the very person that pulled the trigger. -- "115," he says, his breath hitting my face. I stammer, "What?" "That's how high your pulse is right now," he says as he presses his body further against mine, closing any gap that existed between us. His thumb grazes over my lips, his eyes dark. His hands are off of me abruptly, and he walks away, heading for the stairs. I stare after him, unable to move from my position against the wall. He looks back at me, a coy smirk forming on his face. He says, "I'm dying to find out how high I can make it go." -- **WARNING This story contains heavy use of violence, drug abuse, domestic abuse, sexual content, drug addiction, and illegal activities. Read at your own discretion. Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story share names with famous individuals, but they are entirely fictional and do not represent or depict any real-life personalities.

Brooklyn Caruso has spent her entire life surviving behind closed doors. Her father's anger shaped her. And the version of herself she was never allowed to be? She buried that a long time ago. Now she lives on the edge-drifting through late nights, drowning herself in loud music and bad decisions. Anything to feel something other than the emptiness. But one night changes everything. After passing out in an alleyway behind a party, she wakes up to the last person she ever expected; Harry Styles. He's famous, untouchable, and hiding something far darker than the tabloids ever printed. Their worlds should never collide, but fate-and darkness-has other plans. As secrets unravel and the obsession grows, Brooklyn finds herself drawn into a version of love that's anything but safe. Some flames aren't meant to be tamed. And some loves don't save you-they consume you.

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: March 2024 Finished:

In a world painted in blood and power, she was the temptation he couldn't kill. She was the light he should've left untouched- but some sins are too sweet to let go.

Louis Tomlinson is a really famous singer. Harry Styles is also a singer but less famous than Louis. warnings: - smut - mpreg - some cursing highest ranking #9 louisandharry (16th march 2024) #7 in mpreglarry (25th may 2024) #2 in mpreglarry (7th july 2025) #1 in mpreglarry (10th august 2025

SEQUEL TO DEVIL'S DUE. BOOK #2 After being shot, River and Harry, along with the others, are forced out of the country and on the run. While in hiding at her mother's house, the group assesses their situation and attempt to devise a plan as to their next steps, all the while trying to maintain a step ahead of Damien and his underground crime syndicate by whom they are being hunted down.

Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River. A girl utterly oblivious to his way of the world with a curious heart determined to understand the extent of his nefarious ways. River comes to realize that Harry is hiding something much deeper than ever expected, only once those secrets are ultimately revealed, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

Celia Cross doesn't talk much. Not because she doesn't have anything to say - but because too many people stopped listening a long time ago. Her mum's gone, her dad's lost somewhere in the haze of another high, and now she's starting over in a new town with her gran - a house that smells like lavender and memories. She tells herself she's fine. Invisible is fine. But when the school's golden boy - Harry Styles - crashes hard unintentionally from a night he can't remember, it's Celia who finds him. And for the first time, someone sees her. Not the quiet new girl, not the girl with a broken past - but the one who pulled him back when he was too far gone. Celia Cross has spent her whole life cleaning up other people's messes. She never expected to become someone's reason to change. - Harry Styles has everything, rich parents, a perfect life - or that's what everyone says. Captain of the football team. Perfect smile. The kind of charm that gets him out of trouble before he even finishes causing it. But beneath the noise, Harry's running on empty. Between the parties, the pressure, and the expectations that aren't really his, he's been losing pieces of himself one night at a time. Until the night everything stops - and Celia, the quiet girl no one notices, finds him before it's too late. She's nothing like the world he's built around himself. She doesn't care about popularity or pretending. She just looks at him like she actually sees him - and for the first time, Harry's not sure who he's supposed to be anymore. Because maybe the one girl he's ignored is the only one who could save him. // Contains strong language, sexual content, drug and alcohol misuse. - #1 in hsfanfic #1 in zaynmalik