*COMPLETED* 1941-1945 A two-part story about love in times of war. * "It is still you... It has always been you, Grace"

I stood there, watching, as she ran her fingers through the knots of my soul.

"Why can't you sleep?" I ask a simple question. Silence, it only lasts a minute or two but feels like ages. "Because everytime I close my eyes I see you leaving my bed in the middle of the night, I hear you breathing through the telephone, your silence when I tell you that I love you. I see you falling down that fucking cliff." He says and my heart clenches inside my chest, I close my eyes and keep my head down, swallowing harshly. ... Damaged and terrified to hurt again, it's only when happiness finds a way into her life that everything falls appart again. She never meant to love him this much, or to hurt him even more when she's forced to leave everything behind her, including him. But too many things were in the way of the life she wanted with him. And when you're persuaded of doing the right thing for the people you love, you find yourself turning into your own enemy. She almost lost everything, and so did he. They were meant to be from the very beginning, but nothing good truly lasts forever, does it? This is Ephemeral. - - Started in April 2020 Finished in January 2022 No translations

Ezra is given three months to spy on the Royal Family, collect all the information that is needed to prove that things are not what they seem. There are many secrets to be uncovered, but a game of cat and mouse with Harry, the prince, serves as a challenge and keeps her from getting too close -- He releases me and takes two steps back from me, providing me room to escape. My eyes reopen, looking right at him as he begins to count, "One..." I don't move. My body can't find the strength to move from the bookcase. "Two..." He continues, his eyes narrowing. Why can't I move? "Three..." The smirk becomes more prominent on his face. Why does he enjoy instilling fear in me? "Four... Ezra, you don't want me to say five," he warns. The switch is then flipped within me. Kill the butterflies, I remind myself. A smirk as devilish as his appears on my lips. I'm not afraid of him. "Or else what, Harry?" I challenge boldly. "What are you going to do to me this time?" -- Started April 2021

noun. a state of serene calmness [sequel to bambi]

"Looks like you're his next victim." "Jesus Nova, didn't your mum ever warn you about creatures like me?! I'm not good for you and I'll end up ruining you or killing you!" He wasn't human. There was nothing human about him. His blood was cold and his eyes were full of angst, but Nova needed him in ways she never knew....and she thinks he needed her too. ---------- 21 year old Nova rethinks everything when she thinks she meets the cold and emotionless Harry Styles for the first time. She comes to find out her biggest secret is connected to him in ways she couldn't even imagine. Not only do they both need help, but they need to help each other remember there's a glimmer of hope down at the bottom of the bottle. Will loneliness really help stop the suffering, or will it only torture you into digging a deeper and darker hole inside your brain? ---------- Contains sexual content as well as trigger subjects

"you're mine." "i'm what?" In which a girl meets a boy in otherworldly events who is far from normal. {harry styles} highest ranking: #288 in fanfiction-12/14/2016

*Story contains mature content* They always told me that I will become the person they raised me to be but they never mentioned that one day a green eyed creature was going to turn my whole life upside down. - He pulled away from me slowly. "What a pure soul you have, Angel." He said to me while softly moving his finger from my forehead to my jaw. "But why do I have this effect on you if you love him as much as you pretend?" I took a moment to assimilate his words. My brain was running in slow motion due to the effect he was having on me. If only I had the answer. - HIGHEST RANKING #1 in harrystylesdark #1 in hs # 1 in harry #1 in longhairharry #1 in darkharrystyles #1 in lhh #2 in harryedwardstyles #3 loveatfirstsight #4 in styles #8 in harrystylesfanfiction #8 in harrystylesfanfic #9 in stylesfanfic #14 in daddyissues #15 in louistomlinson #25 in domesticviolence #25 in hsau #29 in mentaldisorder - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @tbslangel NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE/ DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / SEXUAL CONTENT/ DRUG ABUSES/ MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

"Do you believe in fate, Harry? The unexplainable force that somehow seems to draw people close and create situations otherwise unthinkable?" He seemed puzzled by my question but nodded nevertheless. "Yes. I told you this before, sometimes I think fate brought us together." I smiled a bit at his words, feeling my heart flutter. I wanted to nuzzle against his neck and enjoy the close proximity in silence, cherishing the moment. "History brought us together, Harry."

In which a cursed prince, taken from the underworld, discovers a witch in his kingdom and keeps her from leaving his castle. The only way she can escape is by breaking his curse. | EXCERPT | "let me go," I said angrily, attempting to pull myself free from him. He wouldn't budge nor would he let me move. "Tell me you'll obey me," he demanded as he tightened his grip. I shook my head, "I will never." "I'd think about that again witch," He hissed. His eyes flashed to a forest green color as darkness began to settle across his face. Despite how menacing he looked, I still shook my head. "I will never obey you. I will keep fighting to leave here until my last breath." "You will obey me or I will make you obey me," he said through his gritted teeth. It was a warning that I knew he meant, and that shook me to my very core. Set in a medieval A.U. Started: January 2022