Some shadows aren't meant to be stepped into. Some eyes were never meant to meet. In a city drowned in cold fog and unspoken secrets, Hannah is drawn into a dangerous game where the boundary between obsession and protection blurs. Because the quietest men always hold the darkest truths. How do you protect yourself from someone who is always one step ahead?

I kept backing away from him, circling the desk as he kept approaching, each step of mine getting more shaky. "Stay. Back." I said it again. He sighed, as if I were an annoying tune on repeat. "You said that already." His voice coated with mock irritation, rolling his eyes. "You're not very creative under pressure, are you?" He rounded the desk's corner. My hand shot toward the wine bottle. He tsked and raised his brows at me. "Now, now. Be a good girl and set that down, won't you?" I tightened my grip around the neck of the bottle and shook my head slowly. "No, thanks." ** Colette Fox has an unusual gift. She is very good at making fake things look real. If she can study it, she can copy it well enough to fool almost anyone. She never planned to make a life out of forgery, but plans become less important when her grandfather falls ill and the bills keep getting worse. So when a man from the CIA offers her more money than she's ever seen in exchange for her talent, Colette says yes. The job pulls her into Nocturne, a criminal organization built on secrecy, violence, and people she was never supposed to get close to. Especially Harry Styles. Harry is dangerous, unpredictable, and far too observant for someone Colette needs to deceive. The longer she stays in his world, the harder it becomes to keep her lies straight, and the more she realizes that one mistake could cost far more than the money she came for. Colette has spent years learning to fake almost anything. She is about to find out how much harder it is to fake your way past a man who does not trust anyone. - highest rankings: #1 harrystyles #1 darkharry

Dropping the cleaver, my jaw soon follows after. I stare down at the bleeding body lying unmoving on the ground, the blood rapidly soaking into the grass, and wonder quietly to myself as the faint sound of sirens ring in the background, would any of this happened if I had just not accepted that dare? ------------------------- STARTED: SEPTEMBER 9, 2020

19 year old Vanessa Tucker lives in the outskirts of southern Florida with her father, starting a new chapter of her life in the local City College after the mysterious passing of her mother during her senior year of high school. That is, until she's abducted by Harry Styles, a powerful mafia leader who specializes in drug trafficking, in order to pay off her father's debts to him and his team.

--→ 𝟣𝟪+ 𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 [uh-meyt] (v.) to cast down: dishearten, subdue. Harper Vale worked quiet shifts at her little café, serving coffee with careful hands, unaware that the city's shadows had names and faces. Louis Tomlinson noticed her, a regular customer, an unassuming thing. Until she saw him after hours, doing what she shouldn't have seen. One call to the cops, one report, and she became a threat. Each of the boys are a different danger, each drawn to her. Trust is a weapon, and betrayal tastes like fire. -" 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦," 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥, " 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴." - 𝙇.𝙏. --→ began on 2/22/26 a story of danger, violence, rough, and Stockholm syndrome. ⚠️ contains drug usage, overdose, gun usage, violence, suicidal thoughts, smut, dark romance, rough love, unhealthy relationships, and more to be added. A DARK FIC, NOT ROMANTICIZING. all involved are just face claims, not truly them. this is purely just a work of fiction. one direction involved, all boys potential love interest. 🥇#darkharrystyles 🥇#darkniallhoran 🥇#darklouistomlinson 🥇#darkonedirection 🥇#kidnappedbyonedirection tags: dark one direction

My little shadow, I watch you when you sleep, I haunt you in your dreams and I will surely never let you go. The second I laid my eyes on you I knew I needed to have you...I needed to own you. You're mine, only mine. And I don't like it when people take what's mine. I'll steal for you. I'll kill for you. I'll die for you..., even when it means taking you with me to hell. And here you are so quiet and shy, so helpless and vulnerable, exactly how I want it to be. There's no where to escape little shadow. I'll be watching you. Always. - When you're forced to live in the same house as the devil himself. ·:*¨༺ ♱ ☠︎ ♱ ༻¨*:· #1 IN DARKHARRYSTYLES #1 IN DARKONEDIRECTION ///CONTAINS HIGHLY DISTURBING CONTENT/// ///EXTREME DARK ROMANCE///

I met him on the wrong side of midnight. London was supposed to be my chance to outrun the past, to bury the ghosts. But I've learned that ghosts don't stay buried, and neither do secrets. Now, I'm caught in a dangerous game. And danger isn't something you escape. It catches you. ---- "And right now, I bet it's eating you alive," he murmurs. "Trying to figure out if I'm your executioner or your guardian angel." I swallow hard. "What do you want from me?" "Now that," he leans in just enough to make my pulse jump, "is the right question." -- Harry is widely known as one of the most feared underground fighters London has ever seen. Olivia runs to London to escape the ghosts of her past and reinvent herself. But what happens when a cruel twist of fate brings them together? ** contains violence, drug use, mental health issues, grief, sexual content, strong language.

Eloise thought she had the perfect life the Eroda Project promised-a loving husband, a beautiful home, and a welcoming community. But when her two neighbours suddenly disappear, the idyllic facade begins to crumble. As her suspicions about her husband Harry deepen, Eloise uncovers dark truths hidden beneath the surface. Now, she must escape before she becomes ensnared in a web of lies and deception. But she has yet to realize just how far Harry will go to protect his deadly secrets. [A SINISTER RE-IMAGINING OF DON'T WORRY DARLING]

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