Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

Falsehood and betrayal has sliced alliances and feelings into fragments. As Noelle and Harry scuffle to rehabilitate their own relationship, tribulations from the past bring even more laborious dilemmas to the forefront. Internal Affairs is fierce to pull Harry apart from his position as Chief Commander, and with his father missing and on the run, only he can undergo the aftermath from prior omissions. Even though snags have uprooted Noelle's life, nothing could ever fully prepare her for the major repercussions yet to come. She finds herself handling an even more demanding battle when private matters and lies stretch further amidst her and the ones she loves - bewilderment and manipulation playing a large part in everything she once thought she knew. Deception isn't an elaborate mirage. It's the most true reflection of one's self yet to be put on display. With the curtains pulled back and nothing more to hide behind, let's see what happens when all they are is honest. - If you haven't read the first book (21 Murders), please don't advance until you have. It can be located on my page or at this link: https://www.wattpad.com/story/28157651-21-murders-harry-styles-au-%E2%9C%93 » All Right Reserved @silhouette_styles » No Translations Please » Action: #12

Noelle Robinson, 21, was reported missing this morning and is suspected to be victim sixteen to an anonymous sociopath. Commander Harry Styles of the New York Police Department says the serial killer is still on the run and that more news on the tragedy will be released shortly. - Noelle finds herself in a life-threatening situation when she becomes the next target of an anonymous killer kidnapping girls in her area. There have been fifteen girls previously taken and brutally murdered, yet still his identity remains unknown. After her safety is threatened and she becomes the first survivor to escape from this murderer's hands, she finds herself under the protective custody of Chief Commander Des Styles' son: Harry Styles - a rookie fresh out of academy. As further threat is thrown at Noelle, Harry vows in the line of duty to protect her from any evil that tempts itself to danger her - or at least that's what he tells himself. When the two are forced to stay side-by-side, feelings arise and push the already brimming intensity further. Harry never knew that this sole circumstance would change his life forever, and neither did Noelle. - » WARNING: This book was written when I was young and a very amateur writer. There are many plot-holes and things I would like to change, but cannot for lack of time. I leave this story published for those who have fond memories of it. However, my personality, writing abilities, and overall outlook on life has changed dramatically since writing 21 Murders, and I hope that you take everything in this book with a grain of salt. That being said, even though at this time I was a poor writer, I like to think I was a decent storyteller. » December 10th, 2014 - October 15th, 2015 » All Rights Reserved to @silhouette_styles » Revision Started: February 23nd, 2017 » No Translations Please :) » Fanfiction: #125

Leah Evans is the definition of a businesswoman: strong, smart, and on her way to becoming the biggest CEO of one of New York's finest companies. However, when disaster strikes, she is fired and left to fend for herself in the big city. It is in this desperate time of need that she accepts the position to be the personal secretary of Harry Styles, the rich, handsome, and extremely arrogant but powerful businessman. Will Leah learn to deal with Harry's haughty attitude? Or will their relationship turn into something besides strictly professional?

She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

Isabella Maxwell: a girl that craved adventure. Harry Styles: a guy that fights to give her one. Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning. All Rights Reserved © jhildey 2014 *NOT TRANSLATING* This is fiction. The thoughts and feelings of a character does not represent my own. Please remember that.

She thought she knew what pain was, until she met Harry. *This story is in the process of being edited. Please excuse all typos and grammar mistakes. Thank you!* Copyright © 2014 All Rights Reserved

"Strange, isn't it? Each man's life touches so many others lives. When he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?" - It's A Wonderful Life - 1946 Highest Rank: #203 in Fan Fiction