[Neither of them promised forever, yet it hurt all the same.] River Hamilton cannot afford to fall for just anyone. To continue the legacy of her family the only way she can, she must eventually marry someone she may not want to spend the rest of her life with. Harry Styles lives to work, and works to live. The last thing on his mind is to get caught up in a situation that is bound to bring him more headache than he already has to deal with. So, what happens when these two people meet? What happens when River Hamilton, who holds the world in the palm of her hand, finds herself coincidentally pulled towards Harry Styles, who lives in that world? One can only trust time and fate to give answers.

Six months sober and searching for solid ground, Harry Styles returns home for the holidays, wanting to make amends and have a slice of calm that he hasn't had in years. Former ballerina, Anna Vossen, is searching for a sense of worth after the dream that defined her has slipped through her fingers. Both back in town indefinitely, they're forced to face the love and the heartbreak they once thought they'd left behind.

In a quiet coastal town in New England, fifteen-year-old new girl, Bethenny Caldwell, and sixteen-year-old Bar Harbor resident, Harry Styles, become unlikely best friends; two teenagers tethered by circumstance, grief, and the quiet longing for bigger worlds beyond Seabrook Street. Over the next twenty years, they fall in and out of each other's orbits through college and moves, through heartbreaks and near misses, through the milestones that shape who we become. Every time life gives them a chance to choose each other... the timing is just slightly wrong. But they never stop returning to the town that raised them, to the memories neither can outrun, and to the version of love they only ever found in each other. Spanning from 2005 to the present, this is a story about the way people grow and break and rebuild... how grief leaves fingerprints that follow us into adulthood... and how some connections quietly survive the seasons we think will destroy them. a romance born in the wrong moment - again and again - until one day, it isn't.

In which Eloise Holt returns to the place she was so eager to leave over ten years ago. After losing not only her job, but also her boyfriend, she finds herself on the steps of a house that belongs to Harry Styles, a man who probably never wanted to see her again. She begs for him to let her stay in her old home, which she previously sold to him to give him more land, in exchange for her working on his ranch. After deliberation, Harry gives into the agreement. That it'll only be temporary until Eloise gets back on her feet. As the weeks pass, Eloise begins to reflect on why she left her hometown in the first place, and after spending more time with Harry, she wonders if she would now have a reason to stay.

"There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in you-of kindness and consideration and respect-not only the social respect of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even wisdom you didn't know you had." Includes Mature Content | 18+

'Darling,' his voice was raspy, resonating deep within Emma's heart. 'I can't resist you much longer. I really can't.' Being devastatingly attractive, a ruthless lover, a shameless heartbreaker, and a magnet for scandal - Harry Styles is adored and hated by millions. So when he reappears after five mysterious years of silence, the entire country watches him step back into the dazzling spotlight on the famed late-night talk show, Live with Devon! Emma Sinclair, one of the rookie script editors at the show, treats his attendance like any other day at work. She's not starstruck, she's not hopping on any of the gossip trains, she's just doing her job. But what starts as a professional obligation, unravels into something far more complicated when she meets Mr. Styles himself. Fame is messy, just as desire. And along the way, Emma learns falling for a celebrity might be the most complicated when he falls back. Achievements: #1 Harry #1 Harryfanfic #1 Styles

"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice. "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased. "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on." My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet." His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat. "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him. **** TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content. HIGHEST RANKINGS: No.3 #HarryStyles No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic No.6 #Friendships No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles No.1 #Soft No.1 #hs No.1 #1D No.1 #alternateuniverse No.1 #slowburn

Sophie Lennon is an art curator who lands the job of a lifetime at New York's most prestigious gallery - The Pink Velvet Theatre. More than just a gallery, it is a place of carefully crafted illusion. Harry Styles, the elusive owner, is already a legend in the industry. He's brilliant and accomplished, but rarely seen. When Sophie stumbles upon something she was never meant to see, everything changes. Keeping her at a distance is no longer possible and neither is letting her go.

STORY ON HOLD FOR NOW. harry styles is a known superstar who reconnects with an old flame learning he is a father, forced to now stand beside her. analise nilson is a regular girl who has endured years of pain and abuse, learning to cope with mental illness and a new father figure in her child's life. ethereal; something extremely delicate, refined, and light, often suggesting a heavenly or spiritual quality, something that's not of this world.

"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would be weird, but i'm tired of being mocked about my innocence. "Fine..." I whispered crossing my arms across my chest. My foot began tapping, a habit I picked up from my mother. "I'll do it, but you can't tell anyone." My finger pointing at him like a mother would do scolding a child. "No one has to know. Not a soul." He leaned further into me, forcefully gripping my hips pushing me against his bedroom wall.