When a young prince is obliged to leave his castle in order to learn how to rule his kingdom properly, he realises the world is not how he imagined it to be and seeing only good in people can put you in more danger than you think. When two very different worlds collide, each of them has something to learn from the other as they embark on a journey of survival, fighting for justice, and dealing with the pain neither of them was prepared for. This is the story of betrayal, discovery, loss, and most importantly, love in its many forms. No translations allowed!

❝Heavy is the head that wears the crown.❞ - Shakespeare, Henry IV [WARNING: This story contains explicit content such as sexual content, graphic violence and profanity. Read at your own risk] Winner of: | Mature Harry Styles Fanfiction (1st Place): The Kiwi Styles Awards 2018 | | Best Diverse Fanfiction (Winner): The Fanfiction Awards 2018 Best Harry Styles Fanfiction (Runner Up) Best Overall (Runner Up)| Cover Credits: @styleslight All Rights Reserved to macklemcvey, 2017. ©

"And after all the fucking matches, broken bones, ripped punching bags and crowds yelling at me to get up... who the fuck knew that my hardest fight would be you?" • [Contains smut] ©loudluke

"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"

Sequel to Cliché. In which two familiar people never really want whatever relationship they have left to end. And the other younger two don't know how to start.

She wore her collection of sins on her skin.

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

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