"You have an edge on him." "Which is what?" "Her." Renny needed a job to makeup up for the loss of hers. Somehow a bartender job ended up as a waitress for an undercover, illegal casino. Harry Styles hated the attention she took away from the gamblers doing what they were supposed to do in his casino, gamble. But he hated the way they looked at her even more. She wasn't his, but she sure as hell would never be theirs.

He's humming again. Humming should be a soothing sound with dulcet tones that carry on in a wordless melody. It should be something that helps you close your eyes, relax, and drift away. That isn't how it goes with him. His hum is slow and disconcerting. The irregular, dissonant chords leave my heart pounding against my rib cage. I heard it before I started running, but I couldn't figure out what song it was - not until now; not until I was standing face to face with him with one of his hands wrapped tightly around my throat. London Bridge Is Falling Down. Coming from his lips, the nursery rhyme about Virgin Mary seems so unholy - so dark and so wicked. It does good as a promise - a warning for whatever hell he's about to unleash. When his humming slows to an abrupt stop, he presses the gun under my chin. He forces me to stare into his green, hellish eyes. I suck in an uneven breath. He revels in my fear. My body shakes before him, and I can see gratification in the way he smiles with sick satisfaction. "Oh, you poor, poor thing," He tuts, forcing a frown as he drags the cold metal of his pistol down the side of my face, tauntingly. "You don't even realize what you've done, do you?" - Allie Vera is struggling to make ends meet to support herself and her baby sister. Desperate, she takes the opportunity to become a waitress at an uprising strip club in New York. When she accidentally discovers something hidden in the walls of the club, she comes to a horrifying discovery that this club is only one of many cover-ups for something much bigger than she could ever imagine. Horrified yet determined to save herself and protect her baby sister, she makes a deal. - Ranking(s): #1 in punk #1 in dark #1 in Harry #1 in 1directionfanfic

"his mind is like a library but i'm afraid he's thrown the keys away."

invasato; possessed or dominated by a strong passion. - "Alice in Wonderland? That's your favorite book." he remarks with his brow arched and his voice snarky. "I love the curiosity of it all." I shrug. He just smirks, diverting his eyes down with the slightest head shake before speaking in his classic low tone. "Curiosity killed the cat, sweetheart." - Elaina Basset packed up and moved to Italy with hopes of starting over with a clean slate and to make it big as a painter. But, her plans are halted when she meets Harry Styles, an over confident crook who has a lot of enemies and is set on revenge. A struggling painter, a heist master...what could go wrong?

Vera Aguilar finds herself without a place to live when her roommate gives her room to someone else. In search of a new apartment, Vera finds what she assumes will be the perfect solution. When Vera goes to meet the landlord for the keys, she knocks on the door and is met with a surprise, one that will change her life.

The city's best hitman and a precious little flower meet at Le papillon blue, New York's most notorious strip club. An angel on his shoulder that hes going to drag down to hell with him, what could go wrong? // I stood there, watching her. I was entranced; a lucid dream maybe. My blood seemed to heat every time she moved her body around that pole. I was stuck in some sort of lustful trance, unable to look anywhere but her, I didn't want to look anywhere but her. Every single move around that pole, every curve of her body, her waist, her hips, her neck; all seemed to provoke me, pull me deeper and deeper into that rabbit hole that I found myself not wanting to escape from. I was watching her, I was seeing proof, that she could go through hell, and still be an angel. *** Start date - August 10 2021 *** #1 in Harry #1 in dark #1 in Harrystyles #1 in Niallhoran #1 in ZaynMalik #1 in LouisTomlinson #1 in LiamPayne

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ The year is 2011. A year for parties, sex, drugs, etc. Rory Paisley newly moved to France for a fresh start, a dream that she had wanted since she could remember. She expected happiness and adventure, something she never had before. What she didn't expect, was meeting a not so innocent band, Hellbound. More importantly, Harry. What happens when she ends up getting affiliated with the wrong sort of people? And when will she learn, someone is always watching.

Jennifer élete akár boldog is lehetne, de beárnyékolja, egy szörnyű tragédia, amin azóta sem volt képes teljesen túltenni magát. Egyetemre jár, és mindent megtesz, hogy egyszer rendőrként majd elkaphassa azt, aki azon a szörnyű délutánon elragadta mellőle az öccsét. Az addigi nyugalmas élete azonban felkavarodik, amikor egy este egy ismeretlen veszi üldözőbe, és a megmentői egyenesen azok lesznek, akiket tiszta szívéből gyűlöl. Élen Javier Navarro-val, akinek a kőkemény és arrogáns páncélja alatt talán mégis érző szív rejtőzik, és talán Jennifer lehet az egyetlen, akinek ezt felfedi. Vajon Javier képes lesz megvédeni Jennifer-t a múltjától, vagy a felszín alatt lappangó titkok mindkettejük életébe kerülnek?

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