A world of red carpets comes with responsibilities. You don't get the glamour of fame, the money, the attention and the success without abiding by the rules given to you. Or in other words, the contracts. Juliette Harper finds this out the hard way. When her take off to fame and subsequent enterance into the Hollywood life comes after she stars in a romance movie with hot shot actor Sebastian Vale, she must uphold the conditions to ensure that she doesn't lose that success. But those conditions cost her more than she may be willing to lose; the only real thing she's ever had. When she agrees to a PR relationship with her Co-star the rules sound easy: Pretend to be in love, be affectionate for the cameras, talk highly about each other and most importantly don't let anyone find out it's fake. But it no longer feels so easy when she meets none other than the most loved male singer in Hollywood- Harry Styles. What starts off as innocent infatuation becomes something much more. Something a lot deeper. Something real. But is she willing to lose everything she's built, everything she's working towards for the only genuine connection she's ever had? Or are the claws of her PR contract sunken too deep into her life for her to escape its hold?

[COMPLETED] Kizalyn Reeves has fiercely fought to establish stability after a turbulent upbringing. While opening her tattoo parlor offered hope, an abusive relationship cast a shadow over her newfound independence. Determined to defend herself, she turns to boxing at Knockout Arena, only to encounter an arrogant instructor. Despite his hot-tempered attitude, she finds herself drawn to his circle of friends. However, a late-night visit uncovers the gym's sinister secrets, plunging Kizalyn into a dangerous world she didn't know existed. Her world is shattered by a single gunshot, forcing her to place trust in an unlikely ally-the very person that pulled the trigger. -- "115," he says, his breath hitting my face. I stammer, "What?" "That's how high your pulse is right now," he says as he presses his body further against mine, closing any gap that existed between us. His thumb grazes over my lips, his eyes dark. His hands are off of me abruptly, and he walks away, heading for the stairs. I stare after him, unable to move from my position against the wall. He looks back at me, a coy smirk forming on his face. He says, "I'm dying to find out how high I can make it go." -- **WARNING This story contains heavy use of violence, drug abuse, domestic abuse, sexual content, drug addiction, and illegal activities. Read at your own discretion. Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story share names with famous individuals, but they are entirely fictional and do not represent or depict any real-life personalities.

18+ | ONGOING *** May 2nd, 1998. Oakland, California. Nova Deville attends her Father's political rally to show her support for his Mayoral Campaign. When a group of young, masked 'outlaws' crash the rally to speak out against Deville's corruption, Nova gets wrapped up in their passion and ends up aiding them in their escape. After helping this mysterious group of leather and lace, she slowly gets sucked into their world of sex, drugs and rock n' roll. One member of the group stands out to her; Harry Dawson. He's cold, reckless, brutally honest and wants nothing to do with her. But, Harry becomes the least of her problems when a brutal murder rocks the town and tensions rise in the already politically segregated community. But, it doesn't stop at one. When the murderer starts making victims of Nova's very own social circle, she can't help but think that this killer is closer to her than she thinks and she can't trust anyone. *** "Fuck, Nova, please touch me. I fucking hate myself for this, but you're making me so desperate, please," Harry falls apart in front of me, whimpering and moaning at the words tumbling out of his own mouth. I start to reach out my hand, ready to touch him for the very first time, and he moans out in anticipation from my slight movement, eyes trained on my delicate fingers. And then, the sound of shattering glass and a loud thud pierces the air from downstairs. I go completely still. "No, don't stop, Nova..." He whines at me and wraps his own hand around himself to relieve some tension. I ignore his pleas and grab my gun from off my nightstand, ready to handle whatever the fuck is going on downstairs now. "Wait here for me," I grab his wrist, pulling his hand out of his lap and throwing it back against my headboard roughly, "and no touching." *** Started: December 12th, 2021

When Lizzie Harper thinks her world can't possibly get any more complicated, life proves her wrong by putting Harry in her path. Harry is chaos-the living embodiment of everything that could consume her. What happens when the only refuge you find is also the one thing that can destroy you? *** [ +18 | STORY CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT! READ AT OWN RISK ] ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @INKEDCHERRY

Magnolia is one of the biggest up-and-coming pop-rock bands of the 1980s, but what happens when one member makes an accidental deal with the devil? ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @angelsatellite NOT ACCEPTING TRANSLATIONS ONEDIRECTION/ROCK'N'ROLL/DRUGS/VIOLENCE/SEX/HARRYSTYLES/ROMANCE/1980s/MAFIA/EXPLICIT LANGUAGE

Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River. A girl utterly oblivious to his way of the world with a curious heart determined to understand the extent of his nefarious ways. River comes to realize that Harry is hiding something much deeper than ever expected, only once those secrets are ultimately revealed, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

Touch me, yeah I want you to touch me there Make me feel like I am breathing Feel like l am human // Exactly two years have passed since the mysterious disappearance of the beloved boyband 'One Direction', Harry Styles, the face of the group, has announced he'll be releasing a book. "A heartfelt memoir," said their notoriously controlling management. But will that be enough to quiet the theories and ease the fans' worries? // Lioren Vale is hired as the ghostwriter for the world-famous popstar. After years spent yearning for the truth, she accepts eagerly. What she doesn't expected is that, after all this time, she'd find herself right in the middle of the chaos. Will she survive long enough to tell the truth? A HARRY STYLES FAN FICTION

Anastasia takes a job dancing at Afterglow to survive financially, but the deeper she gets into the nightclub's criminal underworld, the harder it becomes to stay out of trouble, especially when Harry Styles is involved. Cold and impossible to read, Harry should be the last person she gets attached to. Unfortunately, tension is harder to avoid than danger. Dark Harry Fan fiction forced proximity. Grumpy x Sunshine

𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙪𝙥𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣? In which Ivy finds herself thrust into a world she has no experience in. Her internship isn't what it seems, and the carefully constructed path she's intent on walking down seems to crumble beneath her feet. _____________________________________________ PREVIEW: "I don't believe in god," he laughed, like it was some funny joke instead of blasphemy. "And I don't believe in the devil either." He gave me a flat look, mouth quirking. "Come 𝘰𝘯, a guy with red skin and horns and a pitch fork?" He shook his head. The humor drained out of him as his expression shifted. Something colder slid in its place as he locked eyes with me. "I've seen scarier monsters in real life." _____________________________________________ ♬ ɪ'ᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴀ ᴛᴀꜱᴛᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛᴇʀ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘꜱ, ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴋɪꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴘᴇʀ, ɪꜱ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ʟᴏꜱɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ꜱᴏᴜʟ? ♬

"Jesus, hold still." The wind was sharp enough to sting my cheeks bright pink while Harry stood directly in front of me, adjusting his helmet over my head with careful hands. "I'm not even moving," I muttered with an eye roll. "Think that's you, genius." A quiet scoff left him, his fingers brushing my loose blonde hair away from my mouth before tightening the strap beneath my chin. Harry's hands stilled on the helmet buckle, the tip of his thumb brushing over the dimple on my chin. I didn't think he realized he was doing it until he lifted his eyes to mine. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" I asked, my fingers playing with the hem of my leather jacket. "Like what?" The space between his brows creased. I blinked. "Like you're trying not to." Aoife Rhodes, warm-hearted and stubborn, arrives in London expecting an unforgettable summer with her big brother just before starting law school. Instead, she finds herself stranded with her brother's flatmate Harry, a stoic tattoo artist with a reputation no one seems willing to explain. But slowly, Harry's life begins to consume hers. And the deeper Aoife falls into it all, the harder it becomes to tell where Harry ends, and she begins. 18+ Mature & Explicit Content Read with Discretion HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in harryedwardstyles #1 in onedirection #2 in harrystyles