❝You're holding my heart captive. But you don't even know that you have it.❞ © Copyright Qveendom 2013-2015 All Rights Reserved [highest rank #50 fanfiction] !!WARNING: SLOWLY EDITING!!

Vivian Olsen, recent college graduate, is ready for the real world. With a supportive family and boyfriend standing with her, she's excited to take on the journey of becoming the best sports journalist she can be. Will Harry Styles, a world-famous baseball player and extreme narcissist ruin her chances? Or will he give her the story of a lifetime?

Melody is a struggling writer working toward a degree. By chance, she is reacquainted with Harry, a boy from middle school whose life has shifted drastically. Instead of the kind, quiet child he once was, Harry has grown into a life of violence, pain, and crime as an underground boxer. In a search for inspiration, Melody invites herself into his life. What results, however, is far more real than the words she puts on paper. *Sequel now posted!* Cover by @adashofniallandetc

harry has a strict "no flatmates" policy. no flirting, no kissing, and definitely no hooking up--not after last time. this policy is working well for him, and for a while, he's sure he has everything under control. that is, until alyson shows up. (cover credit to the amazing eriza!!) highest ranking: #7 in harry, #1 in fics, #3 in harrystyles

If I closed my eyes, I knew, I knew I would make out a small dark butterfly, fluttering off his chest. Sashaying right and left, no knowledge of how to fly. I could imagine the thing, flapping with too much strength, getting tired. Sitting, sleeping. Wilting away. And somehow, someway Harry would bring it back, set it back on his milky chest, and share his own breath, his own heart, to keep this creature alive

{SEQUEL TO MALIGNANT AND HIDEAWAY} MATURE READ! (18+) "Lay one finger on my daughter and I'll have you destroyed before the hours up." Harry and Amelia were ready to start the rest of their lives together, but what happens when the demons of his past hold them back? (BOOK 3/3) COMPLETED #1 in harrystyles #1 in onedirection ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///

COMPLETED Evelyn was an aspiring social worker. But when her first assignment is helping a family living in one of the worsts neighborhoods around London, she has no idea that her life will never be the same. There she meets Harry, a man who is involved in the world of illegal fights, who would turn her life upside down. Could two completely different people be more similar than what they had expected? Find out more in Disclosure!

Taking place in the summer of 1978, the story follows 18-year-old aspiring music journalist, nicknamed Goldie, tasked with following up-and-coming UK rock band - The Orphans - while they do their first tour of the U.S. New to life on the road, Goldie befriends Orphan's front man Harry Styles, a handsome narcissist with an addictive personality. "You have to be a bastard to make it, and that's a fact." - John Lennon ➝ TRAILER: https://youtu.be/Oy8ixhAodNQ

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

❝From young, we were taught how to love but not how to stop.❞ copyright © 2015 harrystmh