Sequel to The Styles Effect (Must read The Styles Effect first if you haven't before reading this one)

Art is whatever we want it to be. It's definition malleable as it passes through person to person. The same can be said about aesthetics. As human beings, we are all different and find beauty in many things and what we define as beautiful differs from person to person, young and old, meek and bold. Art is equal to beauty, it is unique to the individual and special to those who can see the passion behind it. Carter shows her art by leaving indelible ink stains on people's skin, a mark that can never be erased: the mark of her masterpiece. Harry, on the other hand, spreads art wherever he goes with a simple gesture, kind words, and, of course, the ink on his skin. She's looking to make her mark. He's looking to win her heart. ©StylisticMoods2015 Edited and Revised August-September 2016

HIGHEST RANK: #2!! "Why are you shivering, fiore?" he whispers huskily, heart shaped thin lips touching my neck. The goosebumps rise along my arms in an army of pure horror. How was he so calm? How could somebody be so, so, so calm, and have a deadly eye of a green eyed snake? It didn't make sense. Nothing would ever make sense. 18+ strongly advised, but I'm not going to stop you. ;)

"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

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

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.

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

25 girls, coming from all around the world, are chosen to be part of The Selection, a competition where the winner gets to marry the Prince, and soon to be King, of Limia; Harry Styles. Madison Pearl, a Four, an artist, gets picked amongst millions to fight for Harry's heart. But will her recent break up and the sudden change of life style, going from almost poor to extremely rich, be too much for her to handle? Follow Mady's story as she competes to discover who she is and who owns her heart; Will it be Prince Harry, or Zayn Malik, her first love? Highest rankings: #1 for The Selection #1 for Harrystylesfanfic #1 for Alternate Universe #4 in Zayn Malik #4 for Prince stories #82 in One Direction ♠ Inspired from The Selection Book, by Kiera Cass. ♠ Note: This story was first meant to be a Harry version of The Selection book, but it ended up evolving into its own. All credits still due to Cass' amazing work. Rated 'R' by wattpad **CURRENTLY EDITING**

"And what is the name of that virus?" "They call it 'love'"

Lavorando per un leader mondiale della mafia, Harry sa come uccidere, come cercare le sue vittime, e come evitare compagnie di qualsiasi tipo. Lui è il migliore in ciò che fa. Ed ogni cosa che fa diventa problematica quando gli viene assegnato di proteggere la figlia del capo dagli assassini di fama mondiale. Catalina cerca di capirlo, alla fine fallendo perché si innamora di un uomo troppo disposto a resisterle. Crediti a @zeffervescent