Eastmount Psychiatric Hospital Project Black Widow Patient n. 384 Name: Harry Styles Date of birth: February 1st, 1883 Date of admission: March 20th, 1905 Date of death: - Additional Information: Disappeared on September 6th, 1906. 24/11/19 #15 in fanfiction

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

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.*

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

"Listen to me, princess. I've had enough of your attitude. We're both in hell here. So either suck it up or shut up. Do I make myself clear?" -- Emma Winston never expected her father to become President of the United States. When she got accepted into her dream school she never expected to have a secret service agent assigned to her 24/7. And when she meets Harry Styles, her personal 24/7 agent, she never expected she could hate someone so much. Will Harry and Emma learn to silently and spitefully coexist, or will circumstances they never could have anticipated change everything they thought about each other? HIGHEST RANK #1 IN FANFICTION Reviews: "24/7 a very lovely book. It's one of my favourite stories ever! It's really well written and soooo cute. I get so damn excited when it has a new chapter. You always get surprised bc there is often something you don't expect to happen. It's perfect♥️" - @FantaStyles "24/7 is worth the read for anyone, not just Harry stans. It's not predictable or cliche like the title may suggest to some. The amount of times I've gotten whiplash from the characters and the situations is uncountable. The storyline is well thought out and the character development is amazing. This book is an 11/10." - @takemyeverybreath "24/7 is far from the cliche fanfiction it might seem. It's a bodyguard story deluxe with plenty of action (and not just the sexy kind). The characters are well written three dimensional people who really grow on you as you keep reading more and more chapters. There is plenty of drama going on, but unlike you often see, it isn't drama for the sake of drama. The plot is very well constructed and the cliffhangers will certainly keep you on the edge of your seat and checking the Wattpad app or site more often then you might like to admit for updates." - @SophiaGordons

✼ In Malibu, California in 1965, a surfer and world-famous aerialist undergoes a chain of comedic and not-so-comedic mishaps that force him to re-evaluate who he is. ✼ Most impressive rankings // #2 in Conflict and #62 in Comedy! ✼ Voted #1 in the 2019 VA Awards for both Alternate Universe and Fan Favorite! ✼ Please read with discretion.

This story does NOT belong to me. It belongs to bioluminescence. I read it on onedirectionfanfiction.com but the site was having issues and I just feel like it's easier to read it on here especially since sometimes I don't have wifi. If the owner of the story would like me to remove the story please contact me by commenting on this story or messaging me. Enjoy the story!

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

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

[COMPLETED] * currently editing asset • noun a useful or valuable thing or person. A sociopath mafia member who is far too good at his job, and a girl who never wanted to be a part of it, but somehow always would be. ©lonelyari 2020