Noelle Robinson, 21, was reported missing this morning and is suspected to be victim sixteen to an anonymous sociopath. Commander Harry Styles of the New York Police Department says the serial killer is still on the run and that more news on the tragedy will be released shortly. - Noelle finds herself in a life-threatening situation when she becomes the next target of an anonymous killer kidnapping girls in her area. There have been fifteen girls previously taken and brutally murdered, yet still his identity remains unknown. After her safety is threatened and she becomes the first survivor to escape from this murderer's hands, she finds herself under the protective custody of Chief Commander Des Styles' son: Harry Styles - a rookie fresh out of academy. As further threat is thrown at Noelle, Harry vows in the line of duty to protect her from any evil that tempts itself to danger her - or at least that's what he tells himself. When the two are forced to stay side-by-side, feelings arise and push the already brimming intensity further. Harry never knew that this sole circumstance would change his life forever, and neither did Noelle. - » WARNING: This book was written when I was young and a very amateur writer. There are many plot-holes and things I would like to change, but cannot for lack of time. I leave this story published for those who have fond memories of it. However, my personality, writing abilities, and overall outlook on life has changed dramatically since writing 21 Murders, and I hope that you take everything in this book with a grain of salt. That being said, even though at this time I was a poor writer, I like to think I was a decent storyteller. » December 10th, 2014 - October 15th, 2015 » All Rights Reserved to @silhouette_styles » Revision Started: February 23nd, 2017 » No Translations Please :) » Fanfiction: #125

Lennon's dad, Axel is out of the grave and walking the Earth, willing and able to destroy anything that comes between him and his prize, even his own blood. But Axel of all people should know; defeat doesn't run through the family veins. So, who has the nerve to pull the trigger? Never underestimate a girl who used to make bread for a living, Harry Styles learnt that. However, Axel isn't the only one who wants a hint of drama, Lennon is at the number one spot of another hit list. One nineteen year old girl can only take so much, and sometimes it's too much for even the person you love to save you...

My thoughts you can't decode.. Sequel : Escape Route.

A short story about when your mind rebels against your heart. All Rights Reserved to styleslegend, 2018. ©

[short story: ✔] ❝sometimes i wish you were awake when i do this❞ every night he'd put her to bed and kiss her lips, just wondering how it would feel if she returned them. | lowercase intended | ©2014 TypicalFangirlx all rights reserved cover by: vanja p.s. i wrote this a while back and i'm aware that it's a tad creepy #sorry

What happened to me is something I could never have dreamed up in my wildest imagination. I mean, no one really wakes up in the morning and expects to find a person you connect with so much, and feel a shared magnetism for that it may have you re-evaluating whether you believe in love at first sight. It's even more bizarre that this person is one of the most recognisable people on the planet. One should think of me as so lucky. All I ask is Pretty Please, Don't Pinch Me.. because this is one dream I don't want to wake up from. Ava Sinclair considered herself to be quite a regular twenty year old. That is right up until she runs into one of the most publicly lusted after men. Juggling work, friends and family is hard enough, so when she is thrust into the public eye in such an impromptu manner, she must learn to deal with all the add ons. Yet something much larger and something she doesn't quite understand emerges and she begins to lose all sense of reality. Cover created by the lovely @Ayiah_Jaddo Copyright © 2014 WordsWithGem All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher.

Her name was Blue. She doesn't love me. She also doesn't know that she is mine. Soon darling, soon.

She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?

“There are three types of people,” he murmurs while gazing at her. “Those who come face to face with death unintentionally, ones who don’t have any control over it, and ones that greet it with open arms blatantly, which is you, darling. And it’s a pity,” He crouches down in front of her and his filthy hands rest on her knees. “I’ll give you two options to choose from,” he says before faintly smiling. “You can either be the one to die or you can be the one to kill.”

"I'm tired of being second all the time behind Eros, Mom. He has a title, Cupid, and what do I get? I get rubbish, that's what. I just want to know what will get me to the highest ranking of your eye, Mom." Harry, son of Aphrodite, was down on his knees as he begged up towards his stunning mother. Her long hair fell down her shoulders and back, as her eyes lay peeled on one of her many sons. She had indeed favored her son, known to most as Cupid, the most. Harry was just as handsome in features with his dimpled smile and green eyes, but Aphrodite had not been impressed by him as much as Eros. Her red stained lips parted. "You want a quest?" Aphrodite's voice laced with interest. The curly haired brunette nodded, his hands clenching to each other in a desperate manner. Aphrodite thought for a moment, wanting to come up with something to test Harry's true power of love that he was supposed to be born with. "You must bring two humans together, and get them to fall in love. You have three months, my son. Maybe then you will be compared to Eros." (cover by moonxriver)