Hayley Stewart is a regular girl who's been through some tough times, and ever since she was a little girl she's been looking for the one. She pushes everyone away because she's afraid of falling for the wrong guy. Then, the member of the famous band One Direction Harry Styles shows up in her life. But, she has no idea who he is and that he's famous. This intrigues Harry because he thinks he's just found a girl who could actually like him for him and not his fame. Hayley and Harry dive head first into a whirlwind romance that keeps their heads spinning, not worrying about any of the consequences. Can Harry balance the band and a relationship? Can Hayley handle the fame or will her past keep her from being happy?

*Updates most Mondays* Book Two in the Darien Grace Chronicles "I couldn't hear the music. I knew that it was pulsing all around me, I could feel it vibrate through the air, but I couldn't hear it. I hadn't been able to hear it for a while now. I just couldn't. I hadn't set foot near a piano in nearly three weeks. The music didn't matter. What was the point of it anyway? Music was a distraction. Music was a curse."

[completed] Two five year olds, two single parents - one plan. ©2014 TypicalFangirlx all rights reserved.

SEQUEL TO ADORE (Please read Adore prior to reading Mint) "I never believed in misery, until it was me lying on the cologne soaked sheets, mascara running down my cheeks... crying. Gasping for air. Wishing that you'd come back home." // A continuation of the love story between Harry and Isabella. * WINNER of the 2016 Fan Fiction Awards for best -3M Harry Styles Fic! *NOT TRANSLATING* Harry Styles AU // This story has absolutely nothing to do with Harry Styles. His physical traits are used but nothing more. This is fiction. // Includes mature scenes without warning.

What happens at camp stays at camp. // est. July 26th, 2014 - #1 in fanfiction [cover by lex]

"One game, one hand. That's all I want." He smiles confidently at me, "You really think you can win against me? In every deck of cards there are 2,598,960 possible hands. You're going to be dealt only one of those Styles. One." "One is all I need. Do we have a bet?" He narrows his eyes in thought. "What exactly would we be playing for?" "If you win, I'll do your fûcking dirty work for you." I spit. "Alright." He nods, "And if you win?" "If I win... I get her." ______________________________________ Reviews.... 'One of the most mesmerising, captivating stories. It races forward, twisting in a new direction every chapter... I can't get enough of it. Simply in love with it.' - @Zaynmxgnet 'The Most Dangerous Game gets all up in my feels and makes me screech...' - @BellaBlack93 'My heart cannot take the pure blessing that this book is, it is so beautifully written' - @toxic_incense '..a story where the words explain exactly what it is. As you go along with the reading, you realise that all the characters have been put into the same game board with different positions.... If you are looking for suspense, tension, thriller, and drama then welcome to The Most Dangerous Game.' - @Anaisbabe1994

"You trust me, right?" "Yes, of course! You're my partner." "I promise you, then, I will get us out of here. And I will make sure nothing happens to you." **************************** The Newbie by therollingniams. A story about two federal agents that become partners in more than one sense. All rights reserved. Please do not copy or steal.

"Oh, Wilma?" I called silently into the dark room. I squint through the darkness to see my extremely hot and very willing date for the evening already in bed waiting for me. "How the fuck did you get in here so fast?" I whisper while clumsily pulling off my Fred Flintstone costume. I slowly pull back the blanket and crawl into bed, wrapping my arms around her. "I can make your bed rock." I seductively whisper into her ear and start to kiss her neck. I feel her body stiffen under me before I'm suddenly elbowed square in the nose and knocked off the bed. "WHAT THE?! Who the fuck are you?!" A girl who is most definitely not my date screeches as she turns on her bedside lamp. "Oh shit. Wrong bed."

no·to·ri·ous/adjective: famous or well known, typically for some bad quality or deed. Harry Styles, by the very definition of the word is notorious. Not only for his good looks, charm, and unfathomable musical talent, but also for his womanizing and heartless attitude. Aspen Russo, by the very definition of the word, hates Harry Styles. Not only because he calls her "munchkin" and constantly looks down her shirt, but also because he flirted his way into her band and refuses to leave. Through drunken nights, illegal adventures, sizzling chemistry, and a few secrets bubbling at the surface Aspen may just learn that definitions were meant to be applied loosely. WARNING: Graphic sexual content. I am also not responsible for any feels or heartache (good and bad) this story ensues.

"I am the hero of this story. I don't need to be saved." Layla Scott is on the run. She changes her name, chops off her long locks, and takes out all the money in her savings account to move across the world. Layla is doing whatever it takes to start over and she intends to never be found. But, a pesky neighbor proves that flying under the radar is harder than she had hoped. Harry Styles is trying to stay afloat. He works constantly to pay off debts and support his family, but finds himself instantly intrigued by the recluse that moves in next door during the dead of night. He makes it his personal mission to uncover the secrets Layla is hiding and undo the damage that has been done; even if she is determined to push him away. But, they'll both learn that sometimes, you have to save yourself. WARNING: Sexual, violent, and abusive content. Also subject to cuteness overload and feels.