The moment I held our daughter, Nina, for the first time, a universe shifted. Her tiny hand curled around my finger, and I knew my world would never be the same. The love was instant, overwhelming, and absolute. But while my heart swelled with a fierce, protective joy for our baby girl, I couldn't ignore the quiet shadows that seemed to follow Anna. The exhaustion I understood, the demands of a new baby were relentless for both of us. Yet, there was a distance I couldn't bridge, a light in her eyes that seemed to flicker and fade. She used to light up a room, spark with quick wit and that incredible, earthy laugh. Now, she was withdrawing, her passion for her veterinary practice feeling more like an escape than a fulfillment. And the way she sometimes looked at Nina and me, a flicker of something almost like pain, or... jealousy, tightened a knot in my chest. I knew I had to understand. I had to find a way back to the Anna I loved, the Anna who was now the mother of my child. Because even as I held our beautiful daughter, I found myself adrift, trying to understand the "she" who was always there, yet somehow, just out of reach. This is our story, told through my eyes. A story of navigating the beautiful, messy, and sometimes heartbreaking reality of new parenthood, the unspoken struggles, and the enduring power of love. And somewhere along the way, amidst the chaos and the quiet battles, two other people found their own unexpected harmony.

They never expected to crash into each other-and even less expected a friendship to turn into something more. Can they navigate distance, independence, and feelings that refuse to stay "just friends"?

A year and a half ago, Charlotte left. She left the job. She left the friendship. She left Harry. Since then, they've built separate lives, separate careers, separate futures. Charlotte has learned how to live without him. Harry has learned how to pretend he doesn't miss her. At least, that's what they tell themselves. But when a chance reunion puts them back in the same orbit, old feelings, old wounds, and unfinished things prove harder to leave behind than either of them expected. Some people come into your life for a reason. Some never really leave it.

A collection of my short stories/oneshots/blurbs originally published on my tumblr. The fics are being reuploaded after a user unrightfully reported the book after they stole my writing and posted it as their own. I will report any and all profiles/books that contain my work with no warning. Specific warnings are included at the beginning of every piece!

'Stay out of trouble, angel.' When the bar Maud works at is suddenly sold, she's told not to worry. New owner, same job - nothing will change. Except everything does. Because the new owner isn't just a person, it's a motorcycle club, Rapture MC. And at the center, unforgiving and merciless, stands Harry Styles. The kind of man who doesn't ask but only takes. Maud knows she should stay far away from him, but the bar becomes his territory. And Maud? She's suddenly right in the middle of it. WARNING 18+ ONLY: this fic contains mature themes and content. Reader discretion is advised. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @butterflytattoo

A short story - in which Frankie Rhodes and Harry Styles are completely in love. With a fresh engagement, and plans for Frankie to move into Harry's apartment at the end of next month, they both feel as if this is truly the beginning of the rest of their lives together. So, what happens after an incident causes Harry to end up in the hospital, and when he wakes, he has no recollection of the last two years of his life?

They weren't supposed to be anything. Just two grown-ups, a little chemistry, and a lot of mutual understanding: keep it casual. No strings, no drama. But when a surprise pregnancy turns their perfectly easy arrangement into something impossibly complicated, Nina and Harry are forced to figure out what it means to raise a baby together - without losing their sanity... or their hearts. It's not a love story. At least, it wasn't meant to be. ---- I've completed the story but I will publish 2 chapters a day only :)

(complete) Charlotte has always known exactly who she is: composed, precise, untouchable. Until one moment, one choice, shifts everything. Harry doesn't do complications. And yet, he can't seem to walk away from her. What starts as work tension becomes something harder to define. Something neither of them planned for. Because control is easy. Until you meet the one person who makes you want to let go.

18+ | ONGOING *** May 2nd, 1998. Oakland, California. Nova Deville attends her Father's political rally to show her support for his Mayoral Campaign. When a group of young, masked 'outlaws' crash the rally to speak out against Deville's corruption, Nova gets wrapped up in their passion and ends up aiding them in their escape. After helping this mysterious group of leather and lace, she slowly gets sucked into their world of sex, drugs and rock n' roll. One member of the group stands out to her; Harry Dawson. He's cold, reckless, brutally honest and wants nothing to do with her. But, Harry becomes the least of her problems when a brutal murder rocks the town and tensions rise in the already politically segregated community. But, it doesn't stop at one. When the murderer starts making victims of Nova's very own social circle, she can't help but think that this killer is closer to her than she thinks and she can't trust anyone. *** "Fuck, Nova, please touch me. I fucking hate myself for this, but you're making me so desperate, please," Harry falls apart in front of me, whimpering and moaning at the words tumbling out of his own mouth. I start to reach out my hand, ready to touch him for the very first time, and he moans out in anticipation from my slight movement, eyes trained on my delicate fingers. And then, the sound of shattering glass and a loud thud pierces the air from downstairs. I go completely still. "No, don't stop, Nova..." He whines at me and wraps his own hand around himself to relieve some tension. I ignore his pleas and grab my gun from off my nightstand, ready to handle whatever the fuck is going on downstairs now. "Wait here for me," I grab his wrist, pulling his hand out of his lap and throwing it back against my headboard roughly, "and no touching." *** Started: December 12th, 2021

In London's most powerful criminal circles, blood is currency - and marriage is war. When the Byrne family patriarch vanishes, Taegan Byrne becomes collateral in a conflict she never chose. With rivals closing in, her mother makes a ruthless move to protect their empire: a forced marriage to the enemy heir. Harry Styles is cold, violent, and untouchable. Raised to inherit a crime dynasty he never wanted, Harry has spent his life keeping his distance - from love, from trust, from anyone who could be used against him. Bound by a marriage of convenience between rival families, they're forced into sharing a life of secrets, power, and bloodshed. Taegan hates what he represents. Harry refuses to care. But London remembers everything. In a world where loyalty is lethal and love is the greatest weakness of all, being bloodbound might be the only thing that saves them - or destroys them. This story contains mature and explicit content. Read at your own risk.