Isabella, (Bella), Kingsley was used to living a quiet, sheltered life in New York City. When her father decides to open a branch of his company in Birmingham, England and makes his desire known to bring the whole family with him, Bella has her reservations, but is excited about the prospect of traveling as was her dream since childhood. Her fears soon catch up with her when she is thrown into the lives of the Shelby family against her will. Bella is left with a difficult choice to make: help Thomas Shelby with his nefarious business and face the consequences or ignore his demands at the price of possible harm to her family. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, plots, settings, and quotes from the show Peaky Blinders. I also do not own any of the songs, poems, and real-life company names that appear in this text. I only own the characters, plots, settings, and quotes that I have invented on my own for the purpose of this story.

❝six inch heels, she walked up in the club like nobody's business. goddamn, she murdered everybody and i was her witness.❞ Rosie is a prostitute, earning her money by using her body, that's until Tommy Shelby spots her. LOTS OF SEXUAL SCENES, SWEARING AND SO ON.

no·to·ri·ous/adjective: famous or well known, typically for some bad quality or deed. Harry Styles, by the very definition of the word is notorious. Not only for his good looks, charm, and unfathomable musical talent, but also for his womanizing and heartless attitude. Aspen Russo, by the very definition of the word, hates Harry Styles. Not only because he calls her "munchkin" and constantly looks down her shirt, but also because he flirted his way into her band and refuses to leave. Through drunken nights, illegal adventures, sizzling chemistry, and a few secrets bubbling at the surface Aspen may just learn that definitions were meant to be applied loosely. WARNING: Graphic sexual content. I am also not responsible for any feels or heartache (good and bad) this story ensues.

25 girls, coming from all around the world, are chosen to be part of The Selection, a competition where the winner gets to marry the Prince, and soon to be King, of Limia; Harry Styles. Madison Pearl, a Four, an artist, gets picked amongst millions to fight for Harry's heart. But will her recent break up and the sudden change of life style, going from almost poor to extremely rich, be too much for her to handle? Follow Mady's story as she competes to discover who she is and who owns her heart; Will it be Prince Harry, or Zayn Malik, her first love? Highest rankings: #1 for The Selection #1 for Harrystylesfanfic #1 for Alternate Universe #4 in Zayn Malik #4 for Prince stories #82 in One Direction ♠ Inspired from The Selection Book, by Kiera Cass. ♠ Note: This story was first meant to be a Harry version of The Selection book, but it ended up evolving into its own. All credits still due to Cass' amazing work. Rated 'R' by wattpad **CURRENTLY EDITING**

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

"Everyone please rise and applause for your new Prince and Princess!" Harry squeezed my hand tight and put up his right hand to wave to the crowd of people beneath our castle. I kept my tears back and waved to them too. I looked at him, his grin wide and the crown on his head shining, he seemed so happy... why aren't I? © stylesrunsme 2013 This story is rated R for Restricted. Therefore, there is content in this story that would be considered inappropriate for those of you younger than 17 (sexual activities, hoarse language, crude humor etc.) Please, mature readers only. Thank you.

Harry Styles is the wealthy and very strict young CEO of Styles INC. His life seems perfect from the outside: girls, money and a business on the rise. But there is more than the eye can meet. Harry's past follows him every day and prevents him from fully connect with the people around him. What will happen when in his life appears a bubbly and sweet girl? Will he allows someone inside or will he shut her down? *** This story reached #3 on Fanfiction! *** Warnings: Will contain mature contents, violence and strong language. All rights reserved @lazycatgirl

Daisy was suppose to be Harry's daughters teacher, but Harry was the one teaching her things.

"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks. "Daddy." _____________________________________________ This is NOT a l*rry fanfic _____________________________________________ #1 in Fanfiction - 05/20/17 #2 in harrystylesau - 04/28/23 #25 in harrystyles - 01/13/20 #32 in sugardaddy - 01/03/21 #101 in styles - 04/28/23 #171 in onedirection - 05/26/20