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 in one direction NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS FOR THIS OR THE REST OF THE TRILOGY! MATURE READ! ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE AND SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///

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!

Ivy Bloom is a 21 year old girl who just so happens to be in a relationship with arguably the most influential 24 year old man in New York- Alistair Kline. But what happens when Ivy makes a mistake and sleeps with a stranger named Harry Styles? What happens when said stranger reveals he's not only friends with Alistair, but his boss? _ Contains graphics sexual content, triggering themes, and violence.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Then- A roar. A scream. Echoing through stone and metal. "EVELYN!" It cracked through the silence like a thunderclap. A man's voice. Raw. Wild. Agonized. Powerful. Evelyn's body jolts. But then it comes again - louder. More desperate. "EVIE!" Her eyes widen, breath catching violently in her throat. Harry. It's him. It's really him. Her lips tremble. Her heart stutters. "Harry...?" She staggers upright, legs wobbling. "HARRY!" The scream rips from her throat, broken and hoarse. She stumbles toward the door, arms still bleeding, her chains dragging behind her. Her entire body fights to move, even as agony pulses through every limb. "HARRY!" "I'M HERE!" Tears pour down her cheeks, sobs wracking her chest. She nearly reaches the door-when Celestie lunges from the shadows, grabbing her by the hair and yanking her backward. "ENOUGH!" Celestie snarls. "You stupid girl-he's not coming. That's not him." But Evelyn is feral now. Screaming. Thrashing. "Let me go! That's him! That's my Harry!" She claws toward the door, dragging her own body against the stone, blood smearing the floor. "HARRY!" Celestie clamps a hand over her mouth, trying to silence her. "Stop screaming! He'll never find you!" Evelyn screams against her palm, muffled sobs escaping. "HARRY-!" •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• In a world where love feels like a distant dream, Evelyn has always been a burden, neglected and abused and tortured inhumanely by her family. Just as she dares to hope for a brighter future, she is abandoned at the altar by her intended groom, leaving her heart shattered and her spirit fragile. Feeling unwanted and trapped in a cycle of indifference, she is haunted by the shadows of her past until Harry, a boy from her childhood who once showed her kindness, steps in to marrying her to fulfill his mother's wish. A marriage formed out of a

Harry Styles: Live On Tour 2018. ... Harry is going on tour and needs a consistent opener for his 2018 tour. He wants someone who makes great music and can actually perform live however, he wasn't expecting to fall very deeply in love at some point between Basel, Switzerland and Los Angeles, California. ... Instagram layout. ... #7 - Songs (21/12/2020) #1 - Opener (24/8/2019) #1 - Harrystylesliveontour (24/8/2019) #1 - Singer-songwriter (21/12/2020) #1 - Instafamous (21/12/2020)

It's funny how one stupid decision (or five) can turn two people, hopelessly in love, into total strangers. Sabrina Carpenter had been opening for One Direction since she was just 17, and almost immediately, her and 19 year old Harry Styles had fallen for one another. That was until two years later, where he decided ruin everything. Time forced them to put it behind them, with both of them eventually convincing themselves that they were well and truly over the other. Until fate decided to play its twisted game, bringing feelings, old and new, crashing back up to the surface. But the question still remains: are either of them the same person they used to be? Are either of them willing to risk it all again for the person who once occupied their heart? RANKS: No.1 in #onedirection No.1 in #sabrinacarpenter No.1 in #styles No.1 in #boyband No.1 in #carpenter No.1 in #louistomlinson No.1 in #liampayne No.1 in #zaynmalik