Everyone is mad. Everyone is insane; slowly falling off the deep edges of their own psychotically twisted minds. Harry Styles and Holly Parker just seem to fall even deeper. [highest ranking: fanfiction #1]

"To break the curse is to kill the one who casted it upon you." Book #1 Trailer is made by: @BoundToLove Highest rank: #51 in Fanfiction

Gabby is the daughter of the most powerful drug lord of the south. To say her childhood was different would be an understatement. Despite her father's love and money, all she ever wanted was out. So now she is attending college in West Virgina and is far away from her father and all his dark activities. That is until he gets attacked and they threaten her life. With no idea what they want yet, her father demands her to come home. Not wanting to go back to that life, Gabby refuses. So her father, seeing no other choice, gives her two bodyguards. Louis and Harry are sons of some of her father's connections. Louis is fresh out of the police academy in Austin and Harry was an active and successful underground cage fighter. Posing as college students, Gabby's father has arranged for them to follow her everywhere. They even managed to get the room right beside her. With the impending threat over her head, they couldn't be too careful. Gabby thinks it is ridiculous. Louis isn't so bad. He is talkative and funny. He is even socially acceptable at parties, which helps him blend in and not draw attention to the fact that he doesn't belong. Harry on the other hand is insufferable. He rarely talks, just stares intensely. When he does speak, it is usually in riddles or to criticize Gabby's life style choices. Gabby can't stand him. So why does she end up drawn to him?

[COMPLETED] "I have five people on my list that are to blame for why I left. And you, my lovely Harry, are one of them." A story about a girl named Clarissa Mason. She had recorded tapes before she committed suicide. She made a tape for everyone who made her want to commit and one of these tapes is dedicated to her boyfriend Harry Styles. - A fanfiction based on the book "13 Reasons Why" by Jay Asher. -

Maggie Farr is your typical nerd, she's not into partying, and doesn't have many friends, her golden blonde locks are pushed back in a ponytail, and her peircing blue eyes never have a smudge of make up on them. Her homework is always done on time, she's the perfect student the perfect daughter, she seems to be well, perfect, until Harry Styles comes along. Harry Styles is your class A punk rocker, with his tattooed arms, and pierced body, he's mysterious, and different causing the schools most popular girl to take an interest along with the rest of the female population. He's the boy you don't want your parents to know about, the one you sneak in your bedroom late at nights. He's the bad boy that always has attention on him. Why would Harry move to Kansas, a boring state in the middle of the US, is there something hidden in his past, or was it a simple answer that makes Maggie's assumptions look silly? When their two lives get mixed together they start to fall, and fall hard but it all seems to good, it doesn't seem real, because this love is forbidden.

Harry Styles. 24 years old. CEO. Self made millionaire. He's New York's most eligible bachelor. Every man and women within 100 miles knows his name. But no one recalled knows Harry. Norah Wilson. 22 years old. Fashion intern. Self proclaimed mess. She moved from a small town in North Carolina to pursue her dreams in the fashion world. After graduating from NYU, she gets an internship at Vogue. Now she's trying to establish herself. Two worlds are going to collide, and these two people are not ready for it. ALL RIGHTS GO TO xcalliex FOR THIS STORY, AS SHE IS THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR ***** Please read the note before the first chapter *****

"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would be weird, but i'm tired of being mocked about my innocence. "Fine..." I whispered crossing my arms across my chest. My foot began tapping, a habit I picked up from my mother. "I'll do it, but you can't tell anyone." My finger pointing at him like a mother would do scolding a child. "No one has to know. Not a soul." He leaned further into me, forcefully gripping my hips pushing me against his bedroom wall.

in·fat·u·a·tion noun an intense but short-lived passion or admiration for someone or something. in which two infatuations become something more, all while battling to stay alive through the suffering of it all. [Highest Ranking: #12 in Fanfiction]

❝choose your last words, this is the last time 'cos you and i, we were born to die.❞

Imagine a society where everything is absolutely perfect, or at least that's what they make it out to be.