Harry's chicken is in her garden again. For the third time this week. "Styles!" she shout over the fence. "Your demon bird is attacking my sunflowers again!" He appears, slow and unbothered, leaning against the fencepost like he's got all the time in the world. "She's not attacking. She's exploring." "She's murdering." He grins. "Guess she's got taste." She crosses her arms. "I'll make stew." "Touch her," he says, "and I'll plow your garden flat." "Threats from a man who can't even keep a chicken home?" He looks at her, amused. "Wouldn't call her the only one sneaking over lately." And just like that, she's the one blushing redder than her poor, dying sunflowers.

A one night stand with Harry Styles: What's the worst that can happen?

hal·low verb past participle: hallowed - honor as holy. Vivienne Romano bakes cupcakes, believes in kindness, and still says "please" and "thank you" to strangers. Harry Styles? He bleeds violence. A fighter with a past wrapped in secrets, bruises, and misery. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But they did-late one night, in the shadows of her bakery, with blood on his hands and fear in her eyes. Now he can't stay away. She's light and sugar and everything good in this world... and he's the sinner who can't stop coming back. She's the softest thing he's ever seen. And the only thing that makes him feel anything close to holy. Because if there's one thing Harry knows for sure- a man like him was never meant to touch a girl like her. As the lines between fear and fascination blur, Vivienne is dragged deeper into a world of secrets, violence, and obsession. Because Harry isn't just dangerous-he's marked. And now, so is she. What do you do when the one person who terrifies you... might be the only one who can protect you?

Cassandra Lowe's parents seem to always be at work, leaving their two children with relatives far more than they would like. One day, Cassie's father gets a call asking him and his wife to take a trip to Australia, thousands of miles away from their children. They accept the offer but know they can't leave their seventeen- and eight-year-olds with their grandmother since she was recently bedridden. The couple decides to entrust Cassandra with watching after her little brother with the help of an assistant caretaker who will make daily trips to see them. The pair is pleased with their arrangements, but when the sitter is late, the couple has to leave before meeting the woman who will be taking care of their children for the next week. With slight hesitation, the couple leave, boarding a plane, assuming the elderly lady would arrive sooner rather than later, but little did they know they had hired a dangerous psychopathic killer named Harry Styles. Will Cassandra and Ben escape the harmful hands of their psychotic sitter? Or has he already set his eyes on the young and pure Cassandra...? -COMPLETED- • NO TRANSLATIONS • Description updated on 11/08/25 Highest Ranks: #11 FanFiction #16 Mystery/Thriller Editor: @GrumpyKatx Cover by: @navigate Trailer by: @cuddlingashton Copyright© 2014 _Discovered_

"I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons." - Christopher Poindexter

What happens when Payton tries to fit in with her room mates by going out. Payton soon finds herself in a situation with one of Las Vegas gangs. She's soon picked by the Harry styles forcing her to do whatever he pleases.

This is the sequel to Dark.

“I can tell you’re going to be a challenge.” He almost growled. “I like that.” Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. “Harry.” I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male’s hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn’t allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. “You’re mine now.” He spoke in a hushed tone.

[BOOK 2 OF PULSE, ONGOING] They made it out, but now they're on the run, caught in a dangerous game with no allies and no clear path forward. Fighting to regain their freedom, they face a growing web of secrets, betrayals, and deceptions that threatens the one thing they thought they would always have: each other. -- "Ever wonder what drives you to act on impulse?" I look up and see him standing behind me. Our gazes lock through the mirror, and a chill runs up my spine. His eyes are dark, filled with a dangerous intensity that makes my heart race. "Every decision you make in the heat of the moment," he says, his voice a seductive whisper, "reveals something deeper." -- **WARNING This story contains heavy use of violence, drug abuse, domestic abuse, sexual abuse, suicide, addiction, self harm, torture, and illegal activities. Read at your own discretion. Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story share names with famous individuals, but they are entirely fictional and do not represent or depict any real-life personalities.

Harry Styles will be playing your love interest. Those were the words Amber dreaded to hear. With a lot of bad history between them, the last thing they want to do is be around each other. But in order to make this movie, they need to at least get along. What will happen when they're forced to share an apartment together? A lot can happen, both good and bad. Amber wants nothing to do with Harry and Harry wants nothing to do with Amber...or so he thought he didn't. Will they be able to let go of the past? Or will the past be there to haunt their every move?