Life has a cruel way of dishing out lemons sometimes. Quinn Parker, a quiet small town girl had her life completely turned upside when her best friend Charlotte suddenly passed away. Her brother, Elijah brings her along on tour with him and the band he works for, One Direction. A distraction of sorts. Her life changes when she finds her best friends bucket list tucked away in her tatted black journal. She decides to live as her friend wanted to and complete the crazy things on the list. What she didn't bank on was the whirlwind that was Harry, who helps her begin to tick things off of her list, one by one. What she doesn't know is the life she knows now is harboured with secrets and lies. tw- this book deals with the concept of death, violence, sexual content. { please note that this is completely fictional and is in no way shape or form a representation of Harry or the rest of the band in real life. The story is using their names and their looks however, please remember it is fictional. This story is set in 2017 onwards however One Direction are still a band in this AU}

⟡ The year is 1989 when Harry moves into the house across the street from Josephine, who lets her intrigue and fascination grow about the handsome, yet mysterious man every day--that is, until her days left to live are compromised. ⟡ ⟡ THIS IS A DARK, TWISTED STORY ⟡ ⟡ Hateful and hurtful comments will be deleted if seen. Happy reading! ⟡

Harry and Kate are completely different people. Harry is 29, a professor at the University of Chicago, a bit closed off, and currently recovering from the death of his wife that took place the past autumn. Kate is 21, a transfer student, and dealing with life after being convicted of attempting to murder her previous boyfriend. The two meet under odd circumstances and get off on the wrong foot upon their meeting. It doesn't take them long to look past that though and begin an unofficial physical relationship that inevitably does not remain under those terms. These two worlds come together unexpectedly and clash in the beginning. They eventually learn to deal with each other's rocky past though and find a way to be accepting of the person they both have become since those incidents. Of course it's not quite that easy, though. This is a story of love, hate, and uncertainty all wrapped into one. Harry and Kate learn the hard way that you can run from your past, but you will never truly escape the darkness that follows you.

Arya is a infamous Assassin, who is known to be the best murderer on the market for the mafia. She uses the name 'Violet' to stay unnoticed to the human eye. When a unknown person pays a big price to Assassinate Harry Styles. Arya takes the challenge without knowing the consequences behind it. After a couple of failed attempts to assassinate him, she easily becomes his main priority to remember who she is. What happens when both worlds collide as the ground beneath them starts to crumble? **** "Should I trust you?" He whispers in my ear as he moves a strand of my hair behind my ear. I look around the room and back to his eyes. "I don't know" I hesitate to say it at first. he shouldn't trust me, He had no clue why I was actually here with him. If he knew it would be game over, one shot and I'd all be done for. One sudden move and everything would collapse. "The thing is, I could just push you off at any second and not give a single fuck on what happens to you. That's the crazy part about this, You never know what the other is thinking when you're like this. You don't know you if you trust them." He says as he stares at the clouds above. I look beneath us at the small cars in the distance causing ruckus on the multiple roads. "So I guess it's like a game, if the other one trusts you enough to want you to stay alive or to die" he starts to fiddle with his hands. I frown and stand up just to crouch down on the ledge and face him. "Let's test it then, if you trust me, I trust you. Catch me" I grab the side of the building and drop my legs. He glances at me so I give him a smirk and let go of the building. CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT.

***MATURE CONTENT READ AT OWN RISK*** Harry seems to be getting uncomfortable and mildly frustrated. "Willow, look at me." He's waiting until he has my full attention. "That wasn't just great sex. You don't feel that intensity without a serious connection with someone. I'm drawn to you, I want to learn more about you. Look me in the eye and tell me you didn't feel that spark when I touched your hand earlier." *** Willow is a single mother who meets Harry Styles in a trendy night club in LA on his 21st birthday. They spend the evening together and everyone thinks is just a fun one night encounter. However, things don't always happen they way we expect them.

"And what is that?" He says placing his hand next to my head and leaning against the wall, his face being so close to mine again, that I can't help myself but stare at all his detailed features. The small scar over his emerald green eyes, the mole at the side of his nose, and the one on the right side of his upper chin. I had one in the exact same spot. His flawless skin, blushy lips, and the way he was staring at me right now. "You want the keys?" I ask, staring back at his eyes right in front of me. "Beg," I say softly. *** TW: this story contains mature and explicit content

Farren May, new to New York, rents a place at 23 Cornelia Street in search of her fairytale life that she see's in movies all the time. Harry Styles has been in the city for years now, admiring whatever Greenwich Village has to offer. Extreme and inaccurate gossip about him and his quiet character piled up to create the questionable reputation he has now. She believes in soulmates and he wants to, but the idea can't quite click for him. That is until he meets Farren. *** "Did you just call me New York?" "I did. You look like the city, it screams your name."

"Who's that over there?" The man looked at me like I was from outer space, or perhaps like I lived under a rock, maybe a mixture of both. "Him? They call him Full Throttle," he chuckled with a hint of nervousness in his voice. I scrunched my nose up in confusion. "Why?" The man threw his head back and laughed before answering me. "Because he doesn't hold back. He does everything at full speed... racing, girls, and-" the man cut himself off, seeking as though he was catching himself spilling a secret. "And what?" "Don't worry about it." THIS BOOK IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION! The characters in it are in NO way a representation of the people chosen to play them. It is merely a story, and they fit the physical description best for their characters. The characters I have created are completely fictional, and in no way relate to my thoughts and or feelings about the people I have chosen to play said characters! || THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT, PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK || HIGHEST RANKINGS: -#1 in hs -#1 in fiction -#1 in racing -#1in dragracing -#2 in harrystyles -#4 in youngadult -#5 in onedirection -#19 in cars -#31 in gangs -#57 in fighting -#64 in harry -#111 in drama -#461 in love

18+ mature themes "Everybody has a past, but will it come back to haunt you?"