The moment I held our daughter, Nina, for the first time, a universe shifted. Her tiny hand curled around my finger, and I knew my world would never be the same. The love was instant, overwhelming, and absolute. But while my heart swelled with a fierce, protective joy for our baby girl, I couldn't ignore the quiet shadows that seemed to follow Anna. The exhaustion I understood, the demands of a new baby were relentless for both of us. Yet, there was a distance I couldn't bridge, a light in her eyes that seemed to flicker and fade. She used to light up a room, spark with quick wit and that incredible, earthy laugh. Now, she was withdrawing, her passion for her veterinary practice feeling more like an escape than a fulfillment. And the way she sometimes looked at Nina and me, a flicker of something almost like pain, or... jealousy, tightened a knot in my chest. I knew I had to understand. I had to find a way back to the Anna I loved, the Anna who was now the mother of my child. Because even as I held our beautiful daughter, I found myself adrift, trying to understand the "she" who was always there, yet somehow, just out of reach. This is our story, told through my eyes. A story of navigating the beautiful, messy, and sometimes heartbreaking reality of new parenthood, the unspoken struggles, and the enduring power of love. And somewhere along the way, amidst the chaos and the quiet battles, two other people found their own unexpected harmony.

The beginning. A surprise trip to visit best friends leads to finding her soulmate in the most platonic way possible. Jana Mills tackles the next several years of incredible highs and lowest of lows while figuring out she's not alone along the way.

Zeya Monroe never wanted to be famous-she just wanted to be heard. When she's thrown into the spotlight as Harry Styles' opening act, all eyes are suddenly on her. The crowd loves her. He doesn't. But the more they push each other away, the closer their shadows seem to fall in sync. She's got a voice. He's got the stage. And between them stands a manager who doesn't care who gets destroyed on the way up.

Ivys working on her debut album, only having released a surprisingly successful EP. Harry owns a flower shop. He put everything into his life long dream, with his little best friend who happens to be his bossy assistant, Isla.

"We held darkness in withheld clouds I would ask, "Should we just keep driving?" What happens when Rory-Grace Marino, a girl who's key role is making the McLaren F1 team and it's drivers look good, realises she has to work with Harry Styles, an arrogant driver with no social media presence who spends his days either at the track or undetectable? Even better, what happens when she finds Harry has a career ending secret he is hiding from the team and the world? Will sparks fly or will it all crash and burn right before their eyes? OR Harry Styles is a four times McLaren world champion Racing Driver with a career ending secret. Harry is a social media ghost with no time for media appearances; the opposite image the team wants to portray. Rory-Grace Marino the new Head Social Media and PR representative for McLaren racing, Sister of ex two times McLaren world champion Arlo-Senna Marino. Rory has to control the drivers and their images throughout the F1 calendar. @hiraethlt on TikTok and Twitter for all updates and announcements! STARTED: 3RD AUGUST 2025 FINISHED: ONGOING

All Harry wanted to do was get over his ex-girlfriend, so he got under Ophelia. *This story contains mature and explicit content*

I hate her, I hate her, I fucking hate her. If she died right now, I wouldn't care. My main concern would be how I would get my money for this stunt. I have not an ounce of a feeling for this girl in front of me, yet I can't move under her angry gaze. I wouldn't dare. "Fuck you." I whisper out a pitiful insult to get the last word. "Fuck you." She replies just as quietly, taking a deep inhale as she holds our eye contact. She grinds her jaw as she stays looking at me, eyes scanning over my face with a huff. I hold my same scowl, still not backing away from her. I'm stuck in my place, my face not even an inch away from hers. I don't know how it happened, who started it, or what, but before I know it, her lips are on mine and I'm shoving her body backwards into the shelf. - Aubrey Hart and Harry Styles, costars in the movie "Forbidden Connection", hate each other. On screen, they're happily in love and yearning for each other's touch. Outside of that, though, it's constant yelling and fighting between the two of them. There's never a second of peace. Harry goes too far with what he says and Aubrey claps back in an instant. They don't clash very well whatsoever. When they're offered a big paycheck for a PR relationship, will the forced closeness become a little too real? Will they start to grow an understanding for each other? It's like they all say... there's a fine line between love and hate. **MATURE CONTENT** HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in harrystyles #1 in louistomlinson #1 in zaynmalik #1 in liampayne STARTED JANUARY 2021 - COMPLETED JULY 2021

She stirred her tea slowly. "I'm not your babysitter, you know." "Says the girl hired to keep me from combusting." "I was told 'companion with boundaries.'" Harry narrowed his eyes, then grinned like the cat that found a string to pull. "That's adorable." "Don't flirt with me before I've had caffeine." "Wasn't flirting." He stepped closer, walking past her toward the fridge, close enough that his arm brushed hers - possibly by accident, possibly not. "If I flirted, you'd know." She rolled her eyes so hard it hurt her forehead. "What are we even doing here?" Harry paused, hand on the fridge handle, then looked over his shoulder with that look - the one she couldn't read yet. "Trying not to kill each other, apparently." © 2025 . All rights reserved.

They weren't supposed to be anything. Just two grown-ups, a little chemistry, and a lot of mutual understanding: keep it casual. No strings, no drama. But when a surprise pregnancy turns their perfectly easy arrangement into something impossibly complicated, Nina and Harry are forced to figure out what it means to raise a baby together - without losing their sanity... or their hearts. It's not a love story. At least, it wasn't meant to be. ---- I've completed the story but I will publish 2 chapters a day only :)