no·to·ri·ous/adjective: famous or well known, typically for some bad quality or deed. Harry Styles, by the very definition of the word is notorious. Not only for his good looks, charm, and unfathomable musical talent, but also for his womanizing and heartless attitude. Aspen Russo, by the very definition of the word, hates Harry Styles. Not only because he calls her "munchkin" and constantly looks down her shirt, but also because he flirted his way into her band and refuses to leave. Through drunken nights, illegal adventures, sizzling chemistry, and a few secrets bubbling at the surface Aspen may just learn that definitions were meant to be applied loosely. WARNING: Graphic sexual content. I am also not responsible for any feels or heartache (good and bad) this story ensues.

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

Average story --------------- About a girl who falls for a boy, that can only see his past- until he realizes she's his future. ••••••••••••••• Short story by: *Drum roll* Me!!! ;) It's rated Mature and yada yada, you know the rest. Thank You for reading, if you do so. And if not, I don't know what you're still doing here??? *waves goodbye* Also, I'm writing this story based on a vine edit I saw by Megs edits, entitled; Harvard Uni. If you haven't seen any of her vines, you really should, they're amazing! So all credits go to her for my inspiration. That vine is literally what I consider to be the trailer for this story, so go check it out! Lastly, I would just like to thank the oh so wonderful, Anna Todd, for inspiring me to write. I love her so much, and I'm so blessed to have her in my life. So I'd advise you to read anything she publishes, because it's always amazing. So like our babe would say, "All the love xx" and I hope you enjoy my story!

"And by the way, love," He said in a low voice, his lips ghosting over my ear. "My name is Harry. Not Harold." -//- Elliana thought her family moved away for her father's work. She thought her parents were happy. But what she didn't think was that she, without a reason, had moved into The Strand; the neighbourhood where registered sex offenders are sent to live. People at school seem to know who she is and where she lives before she even arrives. And her next door neighbour seems unable to stay away. ** WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS ACTS OF VIOLENCE, IMPLIED RAPE, EXTREME LANGUAGE, AND MATURE CONTENT. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. **

*sound of TV channels changing* " Then you let it boil for twenty minutes" "Legen wait for it" "BAND MEMBER HARRY STYLES OF ONE DIRECTION ADMITTED HIS ADDICTION TO SEX AND TAKING IN MANAGEMENT'S ADVICE SIGNS UP ON GROUP THERAPY" "She's got a boyfriend anyway She's got a boyfriend anyway" "No patrick ! That is a rock" "Saaaay yes to the dress !!!" *sound of TV closing*

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.

Love is a wild and crazy thing. Sometimes it just comes out and hits you like a thief in the night. For Harry and Nikki, its all about what happens when a tornado meets a volcano. (discontinued)