Taylor Swift / Evermore Book
CREDITS: dreamofsomeepiphany (TUMBLR) - toleratemytears (TWITTER)
CREDITS: dreamofsomeepiphany (TUMBLR) - toleratemytears (TWITTER)
Companies still to run, Renleigh and Harry come across new challenges as their life continues to grow as one. The media buzzing around them more than usual, every step of theirs has to be calculated and kept under control. Enough money in both of their pockets and a baby on the way should mean they are the happiest pe...
Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature...
"Hey, Sierra" he said, wetting his cherry lips with his tongue while staring at me, a somewhat amused look in his green irises. And in that moment, I realised that I was screwed. [BOOK TWO - read Artwork first] 2/11/19 #86 in fanfiction
• Sequel to TOUR • "You know what you remind me of Harry?" "You are like the sun. So bright and golden,the biggest fucking star i've ever seen.And i'm just so out of touch because you're right up there and i'm down here just watching you from the distance. You fade away for awhile and then you come back,just shining."
The fashion industry is a hard one to conquer and even harder to keep strapped between secure hands. Harry and Renleigh have worked all their lives to achieve something that only one of them could have: the top of the rank. But what happens when things get serious and one gives out? Who will be there for them to help...
harry has a strict "no flatmates" policy. no flirting, no kissing, and definitely no hooking up--not after last time. this policy is working well for him, and for a while, he's sure he has everything under control. that is, until alyson shows up. (cover credit to the amazing eriza!!) highest ranking: #7 in harry, #1 i...
For Joelle Katler, life's been all right. She's at school in her favorite state, she's living with her best friend, and there's always a bottle of wine ready to be popped in her fridge. And that's okay. For Harry Styles, life passes by. He's passionate about his job, he has his own apartment, and he's making a ho...
"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on...
As we kept walking down the hallway,the first thing I noticed were the bricked walls... It was beautiful. The pride flags hung loosely all over the walls with the words "Treat People With Kindness"painted onto them in an effortless way.Instantly feeling a rush of serotonin in my body.A smile forming on my face as i an...
"Why are you only rude to me?" "Daddy's mean to the women he wants." ✵ ✵ ✵ [Published originally October 2018; revamped 2022]
Evie decides to wear Lingerie to bed every night for a week...just to see the effect it might have on her relationship with her boyfriend Harry Styles
Pair: Reader (Y/N) x Harry Styles Completed Professional Videographer, Y/N, never thought taking a job for a mysterious pop artist in Jamaica would change her life forever. It never even crossed her mind the pop artist in question would be Harry Styles either, which means she never thought in a million years the two...
Y/N and Harry are famous, they both are huge fans of the others music with a bit of a celebrity crush towards each other. They finally end up meeting one another and soon a relationship blossoms from there. *This is written in "One-Shot" form, as in, they all go together like a story, but the timeline of it sort of sk...
He was a tattoo artist by day, a painter by night. He possessed what is commonly known as an addictive personality. Perhaps inherited. He had always been like that. He liked to ink his body. He liked to coat his lungs in smoke. He craved adrenalin rushes. He certainly enjoyed hot cups of coffee. Oh, and his paintin...
"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name...