Making a name for herself as a premiere wedding planner in Los Angeles, Mia Finley, faces her biggest challenge yet when her twin brothers best friend, whom she's had a crush on since she was 14, moves back with a fiancé in tow and enlists her to help plan their upcoming wedding. As they spend more time together, feelings begin to surface and threaten to derail Mia's professional facade and Harry's upcoming marriage.

In a world of equations and logic, Daisy Montgomery is a beautiful chaos that eludes Harry's analytical mind.

A small town love story ♡

A short story - in which Wynnie Porter makes a deal: the sparing of Harry Styles' life in exchange for his help to find her missing sister.

// "Y'know, you're just like your name." "What do you mean?" "You crept into my life and now I'm covered in you, wrapped up in Ivy in every aspect of my life, m'surrounded by you." // In which sometimes work is more than capitalist labour and sometimes you just have to wait a few years for your soulmate.

in which a lonely girl writes letters to her runaway love in hopes of his return. Dear Harry © louminosity 2014-2015 --- Completed. xx

Harry Styles is losing it. His job kills him from the inside out. His girlfriend is the most stubborn woman he's ever known to exist. His father is perpetually clicking his tongue in disapproval and his stepmother can't get it through her platinum blonde head that he just wants to be left alone. His flatmate is a bottomless pit of expenses and don't even get him started on the damn turtle. All of that is enough to drive someone off the edge, but Harry's not one to go down without a fight. Yet there's a voice in the back of his mind that he's ignored for so long,and it grows louder each day. A voice that tells him this isn't how it's supposed to be. What's terrifying is that one day, he might actually listen. A story about brunch and how it brings people together. - Sequel to Awkward Beat **NOT MY STORY! @greenandyellow

Harry had it all. Money, power, and the freedom of being a bachelor. Isabella was struggling to make ends meet, working at a dance studio by day and a strip club by night. Their worlds collide when Harry signs his daughter, Ottilie, up for classes at the studio. And again when he finds himself at an exclusive strip club for a friend's birthday...

a killer instinct was coined in the early boxing world as a protective, cold mentality that surges to one's consciousness and turns one into a vicious defense practitioner. everyone has a killer instinct. for harry styles, that ruthless mentality always seemed to circle back to one singular thing - her. --- but she doesn't let me go far, keeping our faces inches apart and my lips curl up as i chew this gum in between my teeth. her fingers roughly press into my cheeks and she smiles back with a devilish, lustful glint in her eyes. "you're gonna want me in control more often after i'm done with you, baby." she whispers, taking me aback with the boldness of her statement as she simply smiles before letting go of my face with a light shove. i slowly scoff and she hums as i shake my head at her. "yeah? prove it." i taunt and she sinks her straight white teeth into her bottom lip with a smirk. --- || mature and explicit content, read at your own risk * ||

Derek Molyneux cheated on Astrid Reese. That happens every day in every part of the world, right? Usually, after something as tragic as that, people aim to move on and mend their hearts. Astrid Reese? Astrid Reese would rather seek out the unlucky woman who now lays in bed with her ex-boyfriend, purely for her own entertainment. Astrid Reese would go the extra mile to deep dive into the new girlfriend's life, only to figure she is a younger sister to Harry Styles, a devilishly handsome brother. Astrid Reese would make the decision to cosy herself up against the man just to make family get-togethers all the more entertaining. And, of course, to make the life of Derek Molyneux as difficult as possible whenever the opportunity presents itself. Because 'Why not go after the brother of the mistress? What could possibly go wrong?' Astrid wondered. Well, the answer to that is quite simple.