→ COMING SOON ← ❝she was pronounced dead months ago, harry.❞ ❝i know what i heard in that phone call, liam. she’s alive. and whether or not i do it alone, i’m going to fucking find her. and once i find the bastards that took the only thing that mattered to me, they’re going to wish they never fucking did.❞ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED © OBSESSIVES IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH VIOLENCE, STRONG LANGUAGE, SEX, OR DRUG ABUSE THEN I HIGHLY SUGGEST YOU DONT READ THIS THIS WORK CONTAINS MATERIAL PROTECTED UNDER INTERNATIONAL AND FEDERAL COPYRIGHT LAWS AND TREATIES. NO PART OF THIS WORK MAY BE REPRODUCED OR TRANSMITTED IN ANY FORM OR BY ANY MEANS WITHOUT EXPRESS WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM ZENMALIKS (AKA EMILY).

✔️ Formally known as "Daddy's Girls" & "Save Me" Book One in the Crimson Trilogy. Harry steals girls for his own pleasure and games, when he stolen a girl, Collette, it changes him and not in a hearts and flowers kind of way. Cover by jwriters

Working for a world-leading mafia, Harry knows how to kill, how to hunt his victims, and how to avoid any company of any kind. He's used to a lonely, quiet, and harsh environment. He is the best at what he does. And everything he does becomes problematic when he's assigned to protect the boss's daughter from world-known killers. Catalina tries to understand him, eventually failing because instead she falls for a man so willing to resist her. [Contains Mature Content]

By reading this story, you automatically have a one way ticket to hell. See you there kittens ;) Disclaimer: This story contains, rape, bdsm, and lots and lots of smut. If you don't like that, I suggest you leave. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED I do not allow any translations.

He said he was too broken to love her like she deserves. But perhaps, it doesn't really matter. © stormborns, 2014.

"I'm caged in this place where I forget who I am and I'm expected to apologize for being insane. What are you going to do? Beat me? Starve me? Kill me? Go on, I'm waiting." -- Eccentric: (not to be confused with insane) A person of unconventional or slightly strange views and behaviour on the scale from minor to extreme. Not like the rest of society and will never be. ©ECCENTRIC2015-2016. All Rights Reserved.

This is the psychopathic story of a man who's past was so deep, it'd end up killing him helplessly. His past being so belittled in the deranged information, he wasn't even sure how to save himself from falling. This sick, twisted, erotic man was not human. Not normal. He was something now evil, making him so insane, it drove himself into the unnatural state of mind where the thought of indenting inflicted pain onto innocent young Woman; Aubrey; was a sick, yet, beautiful way in getting him off. Meet Harry Styles.. The dangerous punk man with the uncontrolled want for sex and .. Of course, death. "Your cries thrill me-So tempting, so.. Willing" RANKED: #36 Spiritual // #69 Adventure © 2014. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THIS WORK CONTAINS MATERIAL PROTECTED UNDER INTERNATIONAL AND FEDERAL COPYRIGHT LAWS AND TREATIES. NO PART OF THIS WORK MAY BE REPRODUCED OR TRANSMITTED IN ANY FORM OR BY ANY MEANS WITHOUT EXPRESS WRITTEN PERMISSION FROM xHARRYsHARDX

She looked down at the contract in front of her, thinking of only one thing: She wanted to be with him, no matter what it took. "I'll sign it." *WARNING* - Contains many, many sex scenes, curse words, and BDSM relationship.

THIS STORY IS DISCONTINUED. READ IF YOU WANT, BUT IT'S NOT FINISHED!!! "Welcome to your new life under my rule. It's my pleasure to make your life a living hell." {explicit content} [ cover made by @narrysnirvana ]

Harry's hand wraps around her throat, not to hurt her, but just to show her who is in charge. Pushing her against the wall, he holds her still, pressing his body against her naked one. His eyes are ablaze with pure rage as he stares at her. The thoughtof her sitting naked in her room, waiting for her customer to arrive, makes him want to kill. Her body is for him only. It's for him to see, to caress, to fuck. She is his angel after all. "If you want your punishment to be bearable, you will come with me without another protest, Angel." Harry tells her harshly and she shivers a little at tone of his voice. For a moment, she thinks of compiling with his request, aware that whatever he says, he does. But then like a truck, the memories hit hey back. Memories of how he ruined her and her dreams. "Let me the fuck go, Harry." She pants, her nails digging in his hand in an attempt to break free. Harry chuckles bitterly at her words, his face moving closer to hers, their lips touching even so slightly and she inhales sharply, feeling the familiar tingles all over the body. "I don't think you are in charge here, my angel."