"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks. "Daddy." _____________________________________________ This is NOT a l*rry fanfic _____________________________________________ #1 in Fanfiction - 05/20/17 #2 in harrystylesau - 04/28/23 #25 in harrystyles - 01/13/20 #32 in sugardaddy - 01/03/21 #101 in styles - 04/28/23 #171 in onedirection - 05/26/20

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

Trying to forget her past, Tiffani decides it was time reconstruct her life. She moves away from England, suspiciously with out telling anybody, to go live with her aunt and cousin in California. Everything is going fine, she finds a new career, she's made some new mates, but everytime she goes to bed she gets nightmares. Nightmares about her past. She chooses to ignore them and push them away for months. But what happens when her nightmares, become her reality? What happens when after all this time from running from her past, it has finally caught up to her? Will she confront it, or will she fall into the same old pattern as before.

where one ambivelent girl trusts one cheeky boy who ends up being exactly who she thought he was when they first met

"I got my hopes up" I whisper, softly closing my eyes. "About what?" Harry mumbles keeping his distance from me. "About you actually loving me back." A single tears runs down my cheek. I pick up my broken heart, and leave behind the only man I have ever loved. *Sexual warning.*

A boy and a girl can be friends without falling in love...Right?

Third and final story of The Pact trilogy.

The Pact continuation.

There's a thin line between love and hate..

A girl who felt she was invisible to the whole world. Calls her self Ms. Invisibility. She's pretty. She loves music. She knows One direction. But what happens if Ms. Invisibility meets Mr. Harry Styles just because of coffee? Will he change her life?