"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

Harry is a single autistic father, ready to prove his love for his little daughter and willing to break the ableist stereotypes placed on him. This is a heartwarming story, following Harry's growth while making friends and finding love through a common love for comics and milkshakes. Book 1 - Coloured Series.

Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-known killers. Catalina tries to understand him, eventually failing because instead she falls for a man so willing to resist her. [Contains Mature Content]

dreamboat (ˈdriːmˌbəʊt) noun 1. an exceptionally physically and sexually attractive person, esp. a person of the opposite sex a story about a young girl who loves old music a little too much, and a man who loves a young girl so much that he asks her to call him daddy.

Harry Styles is known as "The King" in the world of university fraternities, and he has the same charismatic reputation to accompany his title. In Prescott Academy, Harry is considered their unspoken leader and in his shadow lived is slightly-less interesting twin brother, Marcel Styles. Marcel Styles lived an outcast-life where his main priorities switched from doing well in school and ignoring the brigade of bullies lead by his brother. Neither of the Styles' twins had anything in common, until she came along. Ariana Grande is a spunky 23 year old who in spite of her afflicted past has developed an inward sense of beauty and appreciation in life. But unlike any other new girl, she lacked the one thing most essential to social interactions: eyesight. So when she happens to have the school's most popular figure and his dorky brother interested in her, who will she choose? Because in reality, who would you impress if the whole world was blind? "Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind." ― William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream © theharianadimples

As mentioned in the title, these are my imagines about you and our very own Harry Styles! I am always happy to take requests. These are all original of me, and the ones that aren`t mine will have a '*' in the title. Enjoy!! :):)

Harry and Ariana find themselves going down different paths in life, but a quote unquote messenger of the greater good is sure that these two belong with each other at the end of the day. So, in a thrilling rift of events Harry and Ariana discover that sometimes fate and free will work hand in hand to bring two broken souls amends. Throw in a psychotic adversary and let the puppet show begin, again. "The course of true love never did run smooth." - William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream © theharianadimples

"So what do we do?" "We can work something out. There's just one problem... We can't let your brother find out." ❁ Available now to order! Link in bio!

Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014

To love a psycho, a psycho you must become. // COMPLETED // {WARNING: This fiction contains extreme violence, drug abuse, explicit sexual content and features strong language not suitable for minors. Discretion is advised.}