∙COMPLETED ∙ ❝Sometimes the person you'd take a bullet for, ends up being the one behind the gun.❞ A supernatural Harry fanfic where he is the witch hunter, and she is the witch. [Mature content: read at your own risk] Winner of: |Harry Styles A.U. (1st Place) + Overall Winner (2nd Place): The Kiwi Styles Awards 2018| |All Other Bands: The Band Fiction Awards 2017| |Best Fanfiction Plot: The Fanfiction Awards 2017| |Best Harry Styles Interracial Fanfiction + Best Writing (Interracial): The Interracial Awards 2017| |Best Fanfiction Cast: The Winter Fanfiction Awards 2016| Cover Credits: @styleslight All Rights Reserved to macklemcvey, 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. ;)

***WARNING: Scenes of a VIOLENT and SEXUAL content *** After dodging bullets and arrests, Harry and Angie tied the golden knot. But, nothing is set in their 'Castle of Gold.' What will happen when Louis' and his gang are released from jail? Can Harry and Angie start their own family? Or, will Angie face the same end as her mother? Twitter: @Atlantis094 Cover art @Irene © All Rights Reserved 2013

***WARNING: Scenes of a Violent and Sexual Content*** Harry and Angela have started their own beautiful family. But, will Harry overcome his insecurities about his own abusive upbringing. Or, will he become his father?.... Twitter @Atlantis094

"We are the kids our parents warned us about." Teenage rebellion. Everyone goes through that stage, with similar to almost opposite outcomes. Teenagers are the most distraught of generations. The most raging for freedom and the most willing to fight for it. Serenity Carter plays with fire, and fire isn't as dangerous as she can get. Although portrayed as a modest, respectable young lady in the eyes of her religious parents, she is the Devil's assistant herself. Harry Styles owns the word trouble. With a criminal record, he is known as a nuisance to the town's people. Constantly being judged by his mistakes, he assumes it's better to be silent than to be a fool and explain himself when he clearly doesn't care. He is strong, brave, short tempered. Misunderstood and abrupt. Impulsive and easily annoyed. He might just be the last straw Serenity pulls before her mother finds out. Join Serenity on her wild, mischievous story as a young girl turns into a woman, along the way learning that love is a fragile thing that when broken is a heavy storm.

"I was scared... but wouldn't you be? If a serial killer was utterly obsessed with you?" Highest rank: #2 in Thriller

A push-pull against all boundaries, more importantly, physical and emotional.

I'm Harry. I have a mundane job where I sit in a cubicle all day. But things just got better because the hottest babe just started working here. And I'm determined to make her mine, even if just for one night. I'm Roni. I just started this new job, but all I can think about is the hottie in the corner cubicle. I think he likes me too. **DISCLAIMER** Other than Harry Styles, all characters are fiction and a result of my own imagination. And because this is an alternate universe, Harry himself is represented as a fictional character, not a member of One Direction. Any other similarities of real people is purely coincidental. This story is set in London. However, I am not British. Though I try to keep with the British vernacular when I can, I may slip up and use American terms. Also, I do not write directly to Wattpad. I use my computer's word processor which tends to autocorrect words that may be spelled differently in England (ie favourite and colour). I copy and paste into Wattpad, therefore the words are already autocorrected. Please forgive my laziness for not changing them back.

"you were never going to chose me, were you harry? all those lies of leaving your wife, you just led me on." her voice cracked as tears streamed down her face. harry looked from his former lover to his wife who's jaw was clenched and lips were pressed together in a thin, tight line. she wasn't happy. "sorry, ma'am. i don't think i remember meeting you. you probably have the wrong guy," he looked at her apologetically, guilt showing clearly in his eyes. erin stood there with a satisfied smile and a devilish glint in her orbs as she watched the poor girl break right in front of her. "your right, harry. you are the wrong guy. i just can't believe it took me this long to realize it." she whispered. updates on weekends. -lowercase intended- | all rights reserved © 2016 | @harrysbabyyy cover done by: @amazani

Flashing lights. That's all he could see: the pulsating strobe of a white brightness blinding him from the indistinguishable scenario playing out around him. He could not feel. Not the cool, autumn breeze, not the fog-like droplets of British showers, nothing. He couldn't hear anything. Maybe a dull thumping deep within, but nothing recognizable. Attempting to speak, he opened his mouth, trying to form words. He couldn't tell whether he was making any sound, letting out any kind of sign that he was distressed, but he knew it was worth a shot. As he began to fixate on his disabilities, he began to panic, and that's when it all went black. That is, also, where the story begins. // previously called Nirvana //