"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

* MATURE CONTENT * Iris White: a model pushing through her dreams in New York, She'll do anything for anyone. Even her enemies. But nothing for herself. Harry styles: Singer, sex symbol, arrogant. Did I say, narcissist? Hates everyone and everything, he drowns himself out with drugs and alcohol. He does everything for himself. When Iris crosses Harry's path at an event, he's the performing artist, the gentleman facade he puts on fools her. Does her crossing his paths lead to the worst decision she's ever made... or her best? A drunken, drugged up hookup leads to a tie between them, a child, at the prime of their careers, will it destroy them or create them? #8 IN #HARRYSTYLES

Vindictive; Likely to Seek Revenge When I'm opening the door, my body slams into another. Frankly, I cannot do this right now so let's hope whoever this is has an explanation. I look up and I'm met with the most stunning green eyes I have ever seen. Attached to the most beautiful man i've ever seen. "Move" What the fuck "I'm sorry you're telling me to move? You're in my way." "Last time I checked darling, you ran into me," he then proceeded to smirk. He had an english accent, which I loved. I wish I could say I wasn't attracted to him right now but I am. And there is nothing I hate more than that. "Just get the fuck out of my way," the anger began to fume in my blood. I have no idea who this man is, but if things escalate he will wish he was never born. Yes he's attractive, but my blood is boiling. "Woah, I wouldn't speak like that to me if I were you." "Levati dai coglioni." "Gladly." //WARNING!! THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!// STARTED: April 25, 2021 *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 in Harry #1 in hs #3 in Harry Styles #1 in Party #1 in Aesthetic #1 in Bourbon #1 in Coffee #1 in Adrenaline

He was enticing in every way. The way his body moved swiftly around the ring as I watched him from behind the bar. He was the best. And the best never loses. When Blake Anderson gets a job as a bartender at the local fight club, Chargers, she meets Harry, a main fighter there. She knows his reputation, but does a reputation always live up to who they really are? "Thank you for being my blue sky in such a rainy life." Because after all, every storm runs out of rain. WARNING INCLUDES MATURE CONTENT SUCH AS EXPLICIT SCENES, DRUGS, AND VIOLENCE!! NO TRANSLATIONS!!! BEST RANKS #1 IN HARRYEDWARDSTYLES #1 IN BOXERHARRY #1 IN EXPLICITSCENES #1 IN HSFANFICTION #1 IN GREENEYES #1 IN STYLES Start Date. May 28, 2021

*THIS IS A SHORT STORY, 18+ CONTENT* Harry Styles. The most requested name every Friday night.

Harry Styles the dark one. He's always keeping an eye out for the ladies in and out of the club or wherever they may be in his eye of vision. He definitely has secrets of his own that people may or may not find out about him. We may never know. Chloe McMullin the stripper. She's the one who always got told was the worst but turns out was the best of something no one would've guessed. She's very sweet and tangy just as a cherry would be in a human figure.

!!Story contains mature and explicit content!! ************* Deliverance- The action of being rescued or set free. Grey Monroe is given 60 days to pay back her debts. 60 days to free the only family she has. Desperately she turns to the quickest cash she knows; an underground gambling tournament. Harry Styles is constantly searching for the next cash grab. When he stumbles upon an underground gambling tournament, he knows he's found his newest scheme. That is until his path crosses with Grey. Despite their desperation to keep business and pleasure separate, they find themselves entangled with one another. A story of love, pain, tragedy, discovery, and deliverance. Book Started- April 5th, 2021

'You are going to help me acquire something very valuable,' he spoke close to my ear, his breath fanning down my neck. I looked up at the paintings in front of us, all worth millions of pounds, and then at the spot on the wall where one was missing. The knowledge of what had happened to it was giving me the adrenaline I needed to allow myself to be so close to his presence. 'Why are you trusting me with this?' I asked, turning my head slightly to face him. His green eyes met mine, a small smile turning at the corners of his lips. The room was silent as tourists filtered through the gallery, each one taking their time to focus on the artwork before them. This was a crazy proposition. I'd never been the type to run towards crazy. 'Well, you haven't told anyone yet have you? And I suspect you're seeking a little adventure.' * Atlas Hall has played it safe her whole life. Harry Styles lives for the thrill of it all. When she's recruited by the mysterious stranger, adventure awaits.

THE SEQUEL TO LEGENDARY: Wild, Peruggia and Cassidy. Three men that have dictated the lives of Harry and Atlas, without ever really telling them why. But now the secrets are out in the open, and they must find a way to navigate the world they've stumbled into. They never anticipated the pain and torment that would follow them, but as the demons start attacking those they care about, it becomes clear that the adventure they both craved no longer exists. Only the legacy of their families, and the future of their lives. Will the heist ever go forward? Or will the enemies catch them before they get a chance?