When a maid of honor to the Queen is rescued by a handsome and contentious pirate, she has to spend three days aboard his ship before returning to court. But is three days time long enough to truly get to know someone? And is English court as difficult to navigate as the sea? Set in 1500s England Sequel: EMBARK

Harry Styles, the avid Wattpad user with multiple hit stories, and is notoriously known for his rather blunt and unforgiving critiques of others stories. What happens when he stumbles upon the wrong girl's story, and she is persistent on meeting him? ~~~ "You want to know what the problem with your stories are? You make it so blatantly obvious that you've never been in love before." "Then you've never had good sex. Maybe I could help you find a good fuck then, so you could start writing about it."

Elle Grey doesn't need anyone. She only needs herself, a paintbrush, and if she gets desperate enough, there are the few people she actually tolerates that she can talk to. She knows that there's more out there in the world - in fact, she spends most of her time either daydreaming or painting about it. She knows that the South Dakotan town she's grown up in is only suffocating her. That's why she finds Harry so intriguing. He's different and he brings out something in her that she wasn't sure was still there. Suddenly she's second-guessing everything she has known her entire life - maybe she does need someone.

"What do you want, Harry?" She snaps from the other end of the phone, unable to hide her irritation. "Come to my room. I need some adrenaline." ............................................................. Two rockstars, one stage. It's just sex, drugs, and rock n' roll...what's the big deal?

When a young prince is obliged to leave his castle in order to learn how to rule his kingdom properly, he realises the world is not how he imagined it to be and seeing only good in people can put you in more danger than you think. When two very different worlds collide, each of them has something to learn from the other as they embark on a journey of survival, fighting for justice, and dealing with the pain neither of them was prepared for. This is the story of betrayal, discovery, loss, and most importantly, love in its many forms. No translations allowed!

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.

Harry lives in a world of black, white, and grey. Colour doesn't mix nor does it belong in the realm of business that solely grasps his mind. There was no way out; but he doesn't want that. The passion he has for his career, made him strive his way to the top, creating an empire of success with pure admiration. Serenity lives in a world of infinite colour. Black, white, and grey don't mix, nor do they belong in the realm of dancing that exists within her heart, soul, and mind. There was no way out; but she doesn't want that. The passion she has for her career, made her strive the way to the top, creating a dance studio that was successful, but is failing quickly over time. The two are identical, leaving only two differences: she loves tea and vibrant colours; and he's a coffee addict and simply monochromatic. Will she help him open his eyes to see what the beguiling world truly holds? One that she firmly believes is more than a commercial offer. .. "Why are you so persistent? No means no." His brows were furrowed in perplexity, as his emerald gems gazing intently into mine. "Why are you so against it? No can mean yes. You just have to see it. You just have to believe in possibilities." I knew he could see the twinkling in my hopeful sapphire eyes. I was determined to convince him.

"I like a woman who can beat me at my own game." // cover credit to @herwalls