Eileen Mae Montgomery, better known as El has been working for the Gucci special designs team for two years now. It's her dream job, but theres one thing she hates about it. The rude, narcissist celebrities. When she is assigned to work with Harry Styles to brainstorm and create his tour suits for his second world tour as a solo artists she was going to treat it as she would any other job assignment. That is until he asked her and some members of her team to join him on tour. El's was going to treat him the same as any other celebrity, but Harry had other ideas. She styled his clothes, but he didn't care about the clothes she put on him, he was more interested in what would come after the show, when the sequins and fun colors turned into a pile on the floor. EXCERPT: "I like you El." "Stop saying that. Stop saying you like me." He drops his hands, looking to me in confusion. "So you want me to lie?" He asks, smirking at my annoyance. "No I'd rather you keep it to yourself." I take my phone out , my annoyance rising, his smirk growing. "You've got three minutes before I leave, so talk." I tell him. "You're timing our conversations now?" He laughs a bit. "Two and a half minutes." "Okay fine. You don't show any interest in me unless we're..." His voice trails off, and I roll my eyes. "Unless we're sleeping together... yes, and your point?" COMPLETED!

"I've been fucked over so many times I don't even want turn to the opposite sex." Lacey Williams hasn't had the luck of finding love yet. She's had many flings with men but never something as a committed relationship. Harry Styles has only been in a few relationships and does not know much about them. He has a filthy mouth and a bad attitude and is your typical man whore. When visiting her friends for the first time in months she did not expect to meet the man of her worst nightmares.. or her dreams? Through the torture both Lacey and Harry put each other in, at the end of the day they still feel the same about one another. As example, the state of euphoria. -Warning mature content-

Jade Collins is a 19 years old teenager. She has just completed her degree for Media Makeup at the College of Fashion, in London. Just as she is done her last day at college, she is offered a job as an assistant to a expert Makeup Artist, reason being her high interest in makeup and because of her newly-earned degree. She quickly agrees because of the high pay. What she doesn't know is that she is chosen to be an assistant for Lou Teasdale, One Direction's Makeup Artist. - - - Jade discovers many different things that she never knew before; some about herself and some about others. In this painful journey, she somehow starts to find interest in a certain lad. - Join Jade and Harry and be intrigued by their unique, yet strange, love-story. *Heads up: this is an old fanfiction, therefore it is carrot AF, especially in the beginning. I'm not going to lie, I cringe every time I read it again. It's a super old book and I only kept it up because a lot of my readers like this book. So don't read if you don't want fetus One Direction. Anyways, this was your warning. Read at your own risk.*

On a bitterly cold January evening, Tracy Ellis went for a jog along Chicago's snowy lakefront and disappeared. Her body is discovered days later, her beautiful face bashed in with a rock. Police determine her brutal death to be a mugging gone wrong and drop the matter into their cold case files. Over a year later, Tracy's sister, Sondra, still can't come to grips with what happened. She throws herself into her work as a documentary filmmaker to try and forget the cruelty of her sister's death. However, a chance encounter with a man from Tracy's past rips the wound open and sends Sondra on a desperate search for answers about the secrets from her sister's life that may have led to her death. As Sondra struggles to uncover what happened to Tracy, she's launched into a tangled web of deceit and danger that put her on a collision course with life and death...