[Featured in Cosmopolitan Magazine!] Have you ever heard that phrase 'Living the Life of Riley?' It's a reference to a life that's carefree and easy. People assume my life is like that. Friends, college, hot boyfriend, the world on a silver platter. What a load of crap. My friends are questionable, college is a drag and my hot boyfriend? Turns out he's a cheating son-of-a-bitch who has left God knows what in my C U Next Tuesday. These are the things I'm contemplating as I stress out in the crowded waiting room of the campus walk-in clinic.

∙COMPLETED ∙ ❝Sometimes the person you'd take a bullet for, ends up being the one behind the gun.❞ A supernatural Harry fanfic where he is the witch hunter, and she is the witch. [Mature content: read at your own risk] Winner of: |Harry Styles A.U. (1st Place) + Overall Winner (2nd Place): The Kiwi Styles Awards 2018| |All Other Bands: The Band Fiction Awards 2017| |Best Fanfiction Plot: The Fanfiction Awards 2017| |Best Harry Styles Interracial Fanfiction + Best Writing (Interracial): The Interracial Awards 2017| |Best Fanfiction Cast: The Winter Fanfiction Awards 2016| Cover Credits: @styleslight All Rights Reserved to macklemcvey, 2016. ©

Art is whatever we want it to be. It's definition malleable as it passes through person to person. The same can be said about aesthetics. As human beings, we are all different and find beauty in many things and what we define as beautiful differs from person to person, young and old, meek and bold. Art is equal to beauty, it is unique to the individual and special to those who can see the passion behind it. Carter shows her art by leaving indelible ink stains on people's skin, a mark that can never be erased: the mark of her masterpiece. Harry, on the other hand, spreads art wherever he goes with a simple gesture, kind words, and, of course, the ink on his skin. She's looking to make her mark. He's looking to win her heart. ©StylisticMoods2015 Edited and Revised August-September 2016

*WARNING: THIS STORY IS FOR A MATURE AUDIENCE. IT WILL HEAVILY CONTAIN SEXUAL/VIOLENT SCENES AND ADULT LANGUAGE* Jessie Woods is a seemingly ordinary girl living in the city of St. Louis, Missouri. But as her past continues to haunt her, it soon becomes too much. So when her and her childhood best friend, Carly, finally graduate high school and both get accepted into Stanford University, she is relieved. Late nights and sexy college boys can make any girl feel better, right? Wrong. Because one of those sexy college boys happens to be named Harry Styles, a mysterious curly haired stud who has a hidden past of his own. Jessie and Harry soon discover that you can't run from your own demons-- especially when that demon is you. *ALL RIGHTS RESERVED* STARTED WRITING: MAY 2014

**mature** "We accept the love we think we deserve." ― Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower "I would do anything for you, you know that right?" I ask her. "Harry, we can't." She pushes back slightly, as I lean down to place a kiss on her neck. "Hunter." "Does Hunter touch you like I do? Does he make you feel good?" My fingers inch lower down her stomach. Her whimper was the only thing I wanted to hear. "My brother doesn't make you feel the way I do, you know it." Highest rank - #1 in harry ***DISCLAIMER: WRITTEN WHILST 14!!*** © All rights reserved to @FineMelodyxx.

this is in no shape or form my work, I'm just simply putting it onto wattpad for you to read. all credit goes to; Hannah/ han-rawr disclaimer, this contains sexual scenes, and some swearing cover is by myself

Resolution is the story of when a chemical, strictly-physical relationship evolves into something so heart-wrenchingly real that Harry and Halle's worlds are changed forever. If you want to feel, really feel, read it. WARNING: Extremely explicit sexuality. Please only read if you are comfortable with mature content. All Rights Reserved to styleslegend, 2018 ©

"There is a little bit of devil in her angel eyes." [Book 1] // © 2014 Qveendom. All Rights Reserved. || Editor: @lola7909 || Highest Rank #1 in fanfiction

She was the anchor that kept him steady above the water. He was the anchor that made her sink. A story filled with ups and downs. An unsteady sea, really.

"Harry, I don't think it's a good idea." She gets up and I grab her arm. "But why?" I beg. "Just drop it." She looks down at my hand on her arm and walks away from me again. One day. One day she'll be mine and I'll protect her from her darkness.