We're all mad here, it's Wonderland. ~ Harry latches onto my passionate on-beat arms as he keeps me from moving forward. "Are you fuckin' mad?" He grits through his teeth. "I'm in Wonderland, Pretty Boy," I throw my free arm in the air, motioning to the surrounding world. "Of course, I've gone a little mad." He flips me around as the level of infuriation rises throughout his clenched jaw, trying to remain composed. "Don't try and be something you're not, Presley." I rip away from his hold, furrowing my brows from the curt statement, the honest revelation that should've just stayed within his mind. "We'll never be the heroes, and you know that," he says, colder than the Arctic's towering waves. "We'll never win." We'll never find Purple. Purple, the color of the Star-Crossed Lovers.

invasato; possessed or dominated by a strong passion. - "Alice in Wonderland? That's your favorite book." he remarks with his brow arched and his voice snarky. "I love the curiosity of it all." I shrug. He just smirks, diverting his eyes down with the slightest head shake before speaking in his classic low tone. "Curiosity killed the cat, sweetheart." - Elaina Basset packed up and moved to Italy with hopes of starting over with a clean slate and to make it big as a painter. But, her plans are halted when she meets Harry Styles, an over confident crook who has a lot of enemies and is set on revenge. A struggling painter, a heist master...what could go wrong?

"He tastes like cherry and everything I've ever wanted." She was excited for a fresh start but she didn't know there was a storm coming. Starting her freshman year at the University of California, Violet wants to leave behind what happened last year in her hometown and not be defined by her past. On a full volleyball scholarship, she wants to focus on school and volleyball but soon realizes that will be difficult when UOC's notorious lady's man/ex quarterback Harry Styles ends up being her coach. He may be the big man on campus but an outcast in his own right. Whoever he is...Violet needs to stay away. What happens when she can't? **STORY CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT**

"Harry." I glare. "Violet." He smirks. - He had those tempting green eyes patched with a smirk and she wore a glare with the sweetest heart. She was his smartass. His darling sunshine. They were both hiding secrets. They both wanted to disappear. When their paths cross one day, they do everything in their power to stay away from each other but somehow they physically couldn't. They craved each other. They needed each other on a deeper level that could be conceived. - "Come on, I'll drive you." He says while picking up his keys. "You don't have to-" "Beep, beep, trains leaving!" He grabs my hand, pulling me with him as my jaw drops. "That was childish." He smirks, "I'm your damn fucking taxi, baby." Staring back at me with a painted smirk, looking me up and down I shove his hips back. "No flirting, be cool." "I physically can't stop." - Harry tries to keep Violet away from the mafia but when she figures it out, Harry will do everything he can to protect her. A new mission sets the boys up to travel to their casinos while robbing competitors. With an enemy hot on their tail, they have to play their cards right or face the consequences. - Highest Rankings #1 in living #4 in gangs #1 in punk #12 in soft Harry #6 in daddy issues MATURE CONTENT

"Why are you such a fucking douche bag?" "The same reason you're such a bitch." // Thea Knight is a 20 year old trying to live through summer after college and hide from her problems like a normal person. However, in her words, her annoying ass neighbor is making that impossible. [HARRY STYLES A.U.]

"Why didn't you answer my question yesterday. Why can't we touch you Aurora, I don't get it." My body instantly froze at his words, a harsh breath leaving me. "Don't- don't ask me that." I whispered, almost inaudibly as I moved my eyes down to my hands, watching my fingers twist the rings. I could feel myself getting stuck in my thoughts again, the drugs making it harder than it usually was, being grateful that I took them this morning. I could see him suddenly stand up in my peripheral vision. I sucked in a shaky breath as he made his way over to me. I sunk back into my chair, curling up into a ball as I felt myself beginning to shake. I shielded myself from being hurt, something by body naturally does now. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Running away from her past, Aurora Romano struggles to trust the men around her. After years of pain and torment, the song writer moves to London in order to create a new life for herself, away from her family. Moving into her best friends house seemed like a good idea until she met him. Harry Styles was a club owner in the centre of London. Although he may just seem like a closed off and untrustworthy man, he had many dark secrets that had been kept from the very few people he kept around him. Will he let the unknown girl in and expose his true self? Or will he keep her in the dark until it's too late?

When a boy and a girl meets, they become friends, then probably fall in love, then comes the ‘I love you’s and then maybe, just maybe, they end up getting married. In this case, what if a criminal, who’s capable of killing people with only one hand, meets an innocent girl who doesn’t even dare to kill ants? Well, a lot of things can happen, especially if they’re both total opposites. Harry and Violet are total opposites of each other, but they do have one thing in common; they both hate life. Of course, they quickly click together like how negative and positive magnets attract. Then again, where is the fun in the relationship without cupid? When cupid decides to join in the relationship, he twists it around into a game; a game of love and escape. "I dream of escape but never try." [TRAILER ON THE SIDE] Fan Fiction #10 / Teen Fiction #26

"You're nothing but a con man." "I prefer con artist, sweetheart." ➳ Winner of Season 3 1D Watty Awards for Best Smut

"You're too good for me Sunshine." His voice deep and low as he whispers just enough for me to hear into my ear. "I'm not, I can be just as bad as you." My voice wretched in my own ears and my cheeks burn with embarrassment. He leans closer to my face now, his pupils taking up nearly his entire iris and he looks down at me with a malicious smile. We both knew I would never be as bad as him. His fingers reaching out just slightly and skimming across the soft skin of my neck and retreating just as I shudder under his touch. Harry smirks knowingly, "You're sounding desperate now Jules.. can you tempt me?" He leans back in his chair and stretches his legs out patting his lap almost calling for me now. "I- I can try." My voice wavers through my own ears and I know I'll regret this in the morning. Before I could move Harry's sitting up with quick movements and grabbing at my jaw pulling me directly between his legs. "My sunshine, my temptress you are." Juliet Flores was not expecting college to be filled with complete and utter chaos, she was running from the skeletons in her own closet... now how did she end up dancing with the ones in Harry's. Hate is a strong word... not strong enough to describe the relationship between the two though, not strong at all. //Trepidation; a feeling of fear or agitation about something that may happen.// CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT #20 in Dark Harry #4 in Dramatic Started April 1st 2021