ambit. [hs au]
"Hell's boring, Birdie." He claims, that cold, dead stare back to his eyes. "And this, this is what I call a Monday night."
"Hell's boring, Birdie." He claims, that cold, dead stare back to his eyes. "And this, this is what I call a Monday night."
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...
∙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 201...
Four teenagers, a campfire, a scream, and a small lie that keeps getting bigger and bigger.
Preview of the first book of the Anarchy series, published by Orion Books. Preorder your copies today! This is danger. This is chaos. This is anarchy. All Rights Reserved to Megan DeVos, 2018 ©
❝Most mothers warn girls like you, about boys like me.❞ ❝Well, my mother told me to do whatever the hell I wanted to.❞ /// ©-nudes 2016 ranked #192 in fanfiction mature content.
"you were never going to chose me, were you harry? all those lies of leaving your wife, you just led me on." her voice cracked as tears streamed down her face. harry looked from his former lover to his wife who's jaw was clenched and lips were pressed together in a thin, tight line. she wasn't happy. "sorry, ma'am...
"My love for her was forbidden but the lust I felt was never forgotten" Looking at her made my heart skip beats but I fought against it knowing that each single feeling I felt for her was wrong. But fate or whatever you want to call it brought us to each other. Little did I know the girl I fell for, the girl that lea...
a story of a cocky man with the greatest amount of power in the world and a reserved woman unsure of how to handle it. [A Dramatic Romance Alternate Universe Novel] velvetsaga ⓒ copyright 2016, all rights reserved. highest rank: + #14 in fanfiction + #16 in fanfiction + #18 in fanfiction + #21 in fanfiction + #...
It was the summer of 1989 in Paris, France when Bellerose and Harry first met. In which a girl who works at a strawberry field in the summer and a library in the off seasons, and a boy who writes songs, poems, short stories and paints all year round, meet unexpectedly on one hot summer afternoon in a strawberry field...
"I was scared... but wouldn't you be? If a serial killer was utterly obsessed with you?" Highest rank: #2 in Thriller
A Harry Styles fanfiction. Harry Styles was different than most self-proclaimed players. The first clue was that he was, indeed, self-proclaimed; he didn't need others to point anything out for him. But, instead of fighting the very existence of love until his limbs were tired, he welcomed it. In fact, he'd always wa...
"I'm not afraid," I lie, looking away from his eyes. "You are, I can tell. I'm not going to do anything you aren't willing to do. You can trust me." "I can learn," I breathe, my heart thumping even harder as his body comes closer to mine. "Good, baby, cause I want you so bad," he growls, crashing his lips on to mine.
The story of a road trip where Frances and Harry reconnect after eight months of the flight they shared together. (Sequel of The Flight series) Highest rank: #22 in FanFiction
"How do you think your parents would react to your success if they were still here today?" ... Jessica Steele is a world renowned singer. Harry Styles is her best friend. Things get crazy when a world tour comes into play. Boundaries are pushed, loyalties are tested, emotions spill, and sometimes love just isn't the a...
"I believe in whatever gets you through the night...Night is the hardest time to be alive ... and four A.M. knows all my secrets." - Lost Souls Jessica Steele thinks she's experienced the worst of being famous. Harry Styles thinks his path in life is set in stone. Both are horribly wrong. **Make sure you've read Reckl...
her·met·ic/adjective: insulated or protected from outside influences ♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ ♕ Eden and her family lived their lives by trying to help others. Now that the "man of the house" was no longer home, they occupied themselves completely by helping the less fortunate. However, when the Prime Minister of their warring country...
How did this happen? How do I get myself into this position? I sighed and let my arms rest over Mr Style's shoulders. He kissed my cheek as I relaxed into his body, why did this feel right? His arms dropped to my waist as he ran circles around my hip bones, he brought his hands around to grasp my ass giving it a small...
CEO of Styles Inc, Harry Styles himself has a new business deal in the ranks, his usual uptight attitude, and over working persona drastically forms him into what most people would call an asshole. What he isn't expecting is Niall to bring in a hot trainee from Vouge for an interview.
'If I could fly, I'd be coming right back home to you' _ mature content @teecaakes covers
His eyes could ruin someone with a single look. Her smile could cure the loneliest heart. ☓ All Rights Reserved 2018
It was 2063. Indigo Evans was going to the supermarket. She was walking across the road when she was hit by a 2061 Ford. She should've died. But she didn't. It was 2063. Harry Styles was walking to the supermarket when he saw a woman crossing the street in the line of a 2061 Ford. He shouldn't have saved her. But...
What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]
Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.
It was one of the hottest summers in man's history that year, and that was the summer I was properly introduced to Rock'n'Roll, fearless dancing ways, and a boy in a black leather jacket always with a smoke behind his ear. That was the most unforgettable summer of '63 where I spent the time with my family at The Kelle...
// Ramona isn't okay. Harry's never been okay. The two of them just didn't know it // "At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we can think." - Frida Kah...
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.
"To have her in his bed, in his arms, with her breath on his neck and her hair tickling the corners of his mouth -- he was finally able to think of his life as not only just a dark hole of violence. Maybe, just maybe, his life could mean something more." || mature hs fanfic. Cover credit to @pillow-case © highstylin