[COMPLETED] ❝To know what life is worth, you have to risk it once in a while.❞ Alexandra Holt and Zayn Malik are from different worlds. Alexandra has grown up with the type of life some can only dream of--a mansion of a house, a plethora of people to serve her every need, and a father of such financial status and pure power that she's been handed everything in life. Zayn, on the other hand has had a starkly divergent type of lifestyle. He knows the modesty of a bungalow, he's familiar with overdue bills, and has had to work tooth and nail to own the items he's needed--extravagant or not. He's worked his way up from being a nobody to being one of the most wanted and well-paid transporters (or drivers) at a very young age some have ever seen. So, it's safe to say that when Victor--Alexandra's father--decides to send her away again for her own safety from the dangers of his business activities, Zayn and her don't exactly see eye to eye. Alexandra's spoiled and Zayn's rough around the edges, which makes it rather interesting for the two of them out on the road. With boyfriends to cry over, constant fights to pick over the littlest of differences, rather scarce money (or at least in Alexandra's eyes), hidden secrets, and the everlasting threat of danger lurking around every corner, the both of them only have one another to lean on. Which means that they both have that much more to lose. In Risky Business, surprises are the inevitable and every little decision made can be life-changing. ✵ In which he only protects her because of the money, until love sneaks in past his guarded heart WARNING: This story may have scenes of violence, mature content, sexual content, drug use or references and foul language, so please read at your own discretion Started: January 20, 2016 Completed: August 30, 2018

[COMPLETE] ❝Of all the races I've started, loving him is the one I never want to finish.❞ In this re-imagination of my most popular story, Arielle Hawthorne lives for the rush of illegal street racing--fast cars, high stakes, and zero attachments. Zayn Malik lives the same life, but with a swagger and ego that drives her crazy. He's cocky, reckless, and too damn charming for his own good. To Arielle, he's a distraction she doesn't need. To Zayn, she's unlike anyone he's ever met--fierce, untouchable, and irresistible. Their rivalry is electric. Their chemistry? Dangerous. Thrown together by circumstance--and a need to survive--Arielle and Zayn are forced to rely on each other as rival crews close in, and the police threaten to shut everything down. But the biggest threat might not be the streets. As their connection deepens into something raw and undeniable, others will do anything to keep them apart. Love was never part of the plan. But in a world where loyalty is rare and betrayal is around every corner, falling for each other might be the most reckless risk of all. { this is a standalone re-imagination of my other story, Supersonic. It's recommended you read that before this, but not necessary } WARNING: This story has scenes of violence, mature content, plenty! of descriptive sexual content, drug use/references, and foul language. Please read at your own discretion ⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING: there is mention of sexual assault within this story more than once Started: August 13th, 2016 Finished: July 1, 2022

In the world of the wealthy and powerful, an angel finds herself in need of protection, she is assigned a bodyguard - a beautiful and mysterious man. A man with secrets, but one who is determined to keep such an angel safe at all costs. She is drawn to him despite her better judgement, some excitement, some light into such a dark and dangerous life. // "We can't," I whispered, being the one to break the silence between us. The air between our faces was so thick it was almost as if it wasn't there anymore, I could hardly take in a breath. Everything was so warm, and the longer we spent like this, our lips just hovering an inch from each other, I became so much more aware of every way his body was touching mine. I hated him. We hated each other. Yet here we were, desperate to touch. "I know," Was all he said in response, darting his eyes down to my lips again, a small smirk on his face. Out of desperation, the way he had already got me so wound up, my body was overwhelmed by too many feelings. My hands travelled down from where I was grasping his biceps, I soothed my palms down his sides, his warm skin, before I was holding his hips, right above the waist band of the grey sweatpants he had on. He let out a low hum of approval, and a slow smirk spread across his face as soon as he realised what I was doing. His eyes met mine again and he tilted his head to the side, almost as if he was trying to figure out what I was thinking. He then blew out a slow breath, and the smirk on his face only grew wider before he whispered, "Fuck it." *** i loved you as icarus loved the sun. *** Start date - May 5 2022 ***

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 perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

"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!

*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 deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019