Excerpt: He begins running his hand up and down my spine, and I feel myself melting into his touch. My body is tired and sore from my anxious state today, and having Harry pressed to me is the first instant I haven't been worried since I received that letter this afternoon. It feels good. The only problem with all of this is that I don't want to let go. I don't want to give up his warmth, or his strength. But I must. I give myself to the count of three and then I will release my arms. 1...2...3... Picking up nine months after "Saving the Rockstar", Harry and Sunny are fully committed to his sobriety. They want to move on with their lives, forget their past hurts, but when the real world continues to rear its ugly head, they find it may not be possible. This story contains mature content, so reader discretion advised.

Surviving an abandoned island was only their beginning. Beginning six months after "Stranded with the Rockstar", Sunny is trying to start a new life in New York City, but her secret past and confusing love affair linger constantly. Harry, meanwhile, faces his own demons, and remains a mystery that Sunny is trying constantly to solve. Will the two of them be able to reconnect in a world that isn't just about them? MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY

***MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY*** Excerpt: "Haven't you ever done something you shouldn't, just because you wanted to?" He's close enough now that I can feel puffs of air as he speaks. I'm instantly covered in goosebumps. I know he could take them away, but I fight against the impulse. "It's not safe, Harry." None of this is-not the jump, not the temptation. He moves his free hand to the nape of my neck, trailing his thumb along my jaw slowly. "I know it's not safe, Sunny, but I'm not scared." Roma has lived a simple life, never imagining something like this would happen. Being stranded on an island, and with the world's biggest rock star! He's lazy, he only cares for himself, and knows nothing about surviving in this environment. Things couldn't get more bizarre until she discovers the feelings that seem to be growing between the two of them. Will they be able to survive? Or get rescued before it too late? And will they be able to resist the pull toward each other?

"Why are you such a fucking douche bag?" "The same reason you're such a bitch." // Thea Knight is a 20 year old trying to live through summer after college and hide from her problems like a normal person. However, in her words, her annoying ass neighbor is making that impossible. [HARRY STYLES A.U.]

Ezra is given three months to spy on the Royal Family, collect all the information that is needed to prove that things are not what they seem. There are many secrets to be uncovered, but a game of cat and mouse with Harry, the prince, serves as a challenge and keeps her from getting too close -- He releases me and takes two steps back from me, providing me room to escape. My eyes reopen, looking right at him as he begins to count, "One..." I don't move. My body can't find the strength to move from the bookcase. "Two..." He continues, his eyes narrowing. Why can't I move? "Three..." The smirk becomes more prominent on his face. Why does he enjoy instilling fear in me? "Four... Ezra, you don't want me to say five," he warns. The switch is then flipped within me. Kill the butterflies, I remind myself. A smirk as devilish as his appears on my lips. I'm not afraid of him. "Or else what, Harry?" I challenge boldly. "What are you going to do to me this time?" -- Started April 2021

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

***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."