"I am the hero of this story. I don't need to be saved." Layla Scott is on the run. She changes her name, chops off her long locks, and takes out all the money in her savings account to move across the world. Layla is doing whatever it takes to start over and she intends to never be found. But, a pesky neighbor proves that flying under the radar is harder than she had hoped. Harry Styles is trying to stay afloat. He works constantly to pay off debts and support his family, but finds himself instantly intrigued by the recluse that moves in next door during the dead of night. He makes it his personal mission to uncover the secrets Layla is hiding and undo the damage that has been done; even if she is determined to push him away. But, they'll both learn that sometimes, you have to save yourself. WARNING: Sexual, violent, and abusive content. Also subject to cuteness overload and feels.

Giselle is an ordinary teenager who is kidnapped by one of the most popular kids at school named Harry Styles. Will she escape? Will she live? Will she fall in love? With who?

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 ©

"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

"A sex symbol becomes a thing... I just hate to be a thing"

he felt as if he was frankenstein, waiting for the shock to bring him to life she would be the lightning strike that would do exactly that. © skyhighstyles

I woke up to the sound of Harry having a phone call. ‘You know me, Dave. I don’t fall in love. I’ll still be able to kill her if it comes down to it.’ Was he talking about me?

induratize; (pronounced: in-'dur-ah-tahyz); English; verb. To make one's own heart hardened or resistant to someone's pleas or advances, or to the idea of love; This is a side-effect from pain; it is a way of emotional self-preservation.