"you act like a little kid, it's childish."

❝i hate you. So much. ❞ I declare, taking a step forward. He stares at me, a smirk on his face. "In fact I hate you so much, I will happily take this championship from you." He takes a step forward, demolishing the distance between us. He stares into my eyes, "is that so?" He leans forward, his face inches away from me. "Come and take it from me then sweetheart." He was trying to hold his championship title. She was trying to take it for herself. Kendra Kingston. Two-time world champion of Formula 2. With two championships under her belt, she was moved up to the wonders of Formula 1- the highest class of international racing. Being in a sport known for just involving men, was difficult. But Kendra was determined to prove everyone wrong. Women could drive in formula one. One person in particular was determined to make her journey difficult, Benjamin Morales. The reigning champion of formula one. He was determined to keep his streak up, it was going to be an easy win. Until he met her. BOOK ONE OF 'RACING FOR LOVE' SERIES

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.

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •