"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 exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

It's Louis' senior year, and he's dead set on doing it right. However, along with his pair of cleats, a healthy dose of sarcasm and his ridiculous best friend, he's also got a complicated family, a terrifyingly uncertain future, and a mortal enemy making his life just that much worse. Mortal enemies "with benefits" was not exactly the plan.

How come falling in love with the person he hated most was so easy? Who the hell did this guy think he was? How could he stand there on the pavement, gorgeous and beautiful, and make Harry fall back into a swirl of desire, when fifteen minutes ago he made his skin prickle with hurt? God, he hated him. He wanted to bash his face into bits. The problem was that more than that, he wanted to kiss him. Between the two options, he would instantaneously choose the second. A mortal enemies with benefits story with a touch of football, lust, and family drama. The Unbelievers Story from Harry's point of view. not mine-> isthatyoularry (a03)

Book | The city of Los Angeles was no stranger to violence and crime. "They were all drowning in corruption and black money..." "Interesting case!" But the way they were killed was brutal, and the killer always left a red rose covered in blood on the victim's body. "A rose? Seriously? Sounds like a 'Dark Romance' to me!" Detective Alpha Harry Styles of the LAPD had seen his fair share of gruesome crime scenes, but this case was different. He was determined to catch the killer and bring them to justice, no matter what it took. As he delved deeper into the investigation, he began to realize that the killer was more than just a cold-blooded murderer. They were someone who had a vendetta against those who had done wrong, and they were willing to do whatever it took to get their revenge. As Harry got closer to solving the case, he found himself drawn into a web of deceit and danger. "I will never forget this, Amore Mio! I'll make you pay for it! And we both are well aware how serious i get when it comes to...vendetta." "I'm sorry sunshine, but it has to be done..." Little did he know that the danger was far from over. Harry would have to use all of his skills as a detective to stay alive, and to bring the killer to justice once and for all. For the love of a rose, the gardener becomes the slave of a thousand thorns...