He went by Hot Shot, nicknamed for his exceptional ability to repair cars. Molly Pierce, an ambitious girl from the opposite side of town, went a while without ever figuring out his real name. But when the truth about his sinful name and twisted past inevitably resurfaced, she was stuck with a choice to make. A tale of forbidden love, mechanics, and car thieves. ***PLEASE SEPARATE CHARACTERS FROM THEIR FACE CLAIMS, INCLUDING HARRY highest rankings: #1 in harry #1 in harrystyles

***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

"Relax, he's coming." I placed my hand on Theo's knee and gently squeezed, trying to reassure him but he was growing more restless by the second. After turning the waiter away for the third time, saying we're still waiting for the rest of our party, Theodore huffed and reached into his pocket for his phone to dial his dad. I picked at my hangnails but after a few moments passed and he was signing into the phone before hanging up and dialing again, he dug back into his pocket to retrieve something else. When he placed his wallet on the table, I thought he was going to pay for the drinks we ordered while we've been waiting for the past half hour but he pulled out a tiny card and dialed the number on the piece of paper. Two rings in, his father answered. "Where the hell are you?" - "You forgot about tonight just like I said you would despite me texting you all week and calling you this morning about it. You knew how important this was to me." - "Just forget it. We're leaving." He hung up and threw a twenty dollar bill on the table. "Let's go." He didn't bother to see if I was following him as I scrambled to grab my purse and the business card he left on the table that read Harry Styles Enterprise.

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THIS CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT. REWRITING!! pls read warnings before reading. NOCEUR - ONE WHO STAYS UP LATE. In of the summer of 2024, Maxine Isabella Devlin, a misunderstood girl with dreams of making her voice heard, seeks on a thrilling journey with her best friends, Narcissa, Xaviar, and Polly soon to be called her bandmates. Their fun takes an unexpected turn when they cross paths with Noceur, a notorious alternative rock band, at the onset of their American Sleepwalkers tour. While being around the group wanting fun, new beginnings, and the freedom to be wild, the four soon finds themselves entangled in the band's tumultuous world. Sex, money, drugs, and a web of highly organized crime-this band is tangled in a world far more dangerous that no super fans could ever make rumors of. Harry Styles, the enigmatic and ruthless lead singer of Noceur, sets his sights on Maxine as he knows she's the curious bright hearted one. He quickly recognizes the raw talent in her songs, sensing she could soon rise to stardom. But Harry's intentions are far from pure and not even a little bit of kindness. He stuck with making decisions on what to do with her, contemplating whether to manipulate her into the perilous glitz of dark Hollywood or to keep her from the path she seems destined to walk alone unaware. It's all about catching those childhood dreams so that many eyes could turn to the one who achieved them well. As tensions rise and secrets unfold, Maxine's journey becomes a high-stakes game of ambition, danger, and heart-pounding choices. For herself, for him, for who, for what? STARTED originally: August 22nd, 2021 ENDED originally: December 24th, 2022 RESTARTED: Dec 17th 2024

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in which joelle d'amore is completing her final semester of university in the grand city of los angeles, california. when she finds herself in the presence of harry styles, a piercing man with dangerous agendas, she is permeated with fear. she saw something she shouldn't have and now she's fucked. » He brushes my parted hair, tucking them behind my ears. I breathe in, surprised by the delicacy of his touch. Suddenly, I feel his thumbs trace underneath my jaw only to direct my head to tilt up. "Just because your fuck of a boyfriend couldn't appreciate you, doesn't mean nobody else would. If you think that, then you're full of shit." "I-I don't think that," I tell him and I can feel it getting harder to breathe in the elevator shaft. "Then what's the problem, angel?" He's asking, sliding his thumbs off my jaw to trail over my throat. I can feel his long fingers meet behind my neck. "Why are you comparing yourself to dolls for?" » [non-lowercase] This is a Harry Styles AU Fan Fiction with no ties to Harry Styles or the rest of the boys in One Direction. Story contains Mature and Explicit content. CONTENT WARNING: This story contains mentions and/or descriptions of abuse, alcohol, assault, domestic violence, drugs, mental illness, sex, violence, and vulgar language. » #1 in HARRYSTYLES #1 in HARRYEDWARDSTYLES #1 in HARRY #1 in FINE #1 in LINE #1 in FINELINE #1 in DARK #1 in SEATTLE #1 in 1D » started jan. 20, 2021 completed aug. 1, 2022

Harry Styles, a secret service agent working for British intelligence is tasked with finding the killer after a series of brutal but calculated murders across Europe. His mind is sharp, he's smart, arrogant and works with a precision that leaves no room for error. Harry never misses a step, until the night he unknowingly hooks up with the assassin he's been ordered to catch. Winter is a master manipulator, a ruthless assassin with a chilling elegance and icy eyes that seem to pierce through the soul. She kills with precision, vanishes without a trace, and never lets anyone close. What begins as a mission becomes a deadly obsession. Because in this game, they're both hunter and prey. In a world of secrets, betrayal, and bloodshed, Harry finds himself completely captivated by the danger he seeks to eliminate. The cat and mouse game begins, blurring the lines between duty and desire. // "Because we're still doing this the easy way." Harry muttered, his hand flexed on the back of my neck. I gasped when he used my throat to pull me towards him. He spun me around, shoving me back forcefully so my back hit the wall. "I don't want to have to do it the hard way." His chest was against mine to keep me further restrained, my wrists were pinned against the wall above my head. "I don't wanna have to be the bad guy." "What are you going to do?" I asked him, swallowing, feeling his palm wrapped tightly around my throat, but not enough that I was choking, just enough that I could feel the pressure. "Are you trying to choke me, Harry?" I cocked my head to the side, grinning through my blood stained lips. "C'mon... you know I like it."

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

A series of smutty Harry Styles oneshots, blurbs and smaller fics from my tumblr @/lukesaprince! Find the content warnings at the beginning of each chapter and please be mindful of your own limits and what you are reading! Please do not translate, copy or use my work in any capacity without my permission.