Harry tilted his head, eyes scanning her as if weighing her carefully, the faintest smile tugging at his lips. "You talk like you've got something to prove." Isla leaned back slightly, setting her pen down with a soft click. She folded her arms, her posture unbothered. "I don't actually. I already proved it." He raised both eyebrows in mock surprise, a soft chuckle escaping him as he straightened up in his chair. "Let me guess. Daddy was a lawyer. You're trying to outdo him?" Her gaze sharpened, her lips pressing into a tight line as she met his challenge. "No. Daddy was a mechanic. He taught me to spot bullshit before it stains the carpet." The grin that spread across his face was genuine this time-amused and impressed. "Okay, Grant. That one almost impressed me." "You think this is a game, Styles. But I'm the only one sitting on your side of the table." A beat of silence. Harry watched her, expression unreadable, as she turned to leave. His gaze followed her, his eyes narrowing as if deciding something in his mind. "You coming back tomorrow?" "Depends. You planning to waste my time again?" He then smiled, a slow, almost imperceptible smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "I might let you save me, counselor. Just a little." © 2025 . All rights reserved.

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: March 2024 Finished:

short stories & fantasies surrounding a man usually found at the end of our wet dreams, mr. harry styles. 18+. Major sexual content and coarse language. Please read trigger warnings for each story. All of this is owned by me so don't steal it.

"You know I love you right?" Harry questions sternly while holding my face. "Yes." I breathe out. "Good because I'm going to fuck you like I don't." ------EXPLICIT CONTENT------

Sarah boards a flight to Malaysia blissfully unaware of two things: 1. Heartthrob Harry Styles is seated up ahead in first class 2. Their plane is about to go down in the Indian Ocean

"You have an edge on him." "Which is what?" "Her." Renny needed a job to makeup up for the loss of hers. Somehow a bartender job ended up as a waitress for an undercover, illegal casino. Harry Styles hated the attention she took away from the gamblers doing what they were supposed to do in his casino, gamble. But he hated the way they looked at her even more. She wasn't his, but she sure as hell would never be theirs.

Harry Styles is the owner of the popular tattoo shop Fine Lines. When Devon Lincoln books Harry for her first tattoo, there's no doubt feelings start to brew. What happens when Devon finds out Harry's secret?

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//april showers bring may flowers// she was an angel, an angel trapped in the devils game, harry was no saint but at least he knew he wasn't a monster. she was an angel, that harry was sure, he wasn't a saint, but she knew better. [highest ranking: #1 in harry]

When struggling waiter, Harry Styles, meets college student, Daisy Miller, it seems that all's well that ends well. Well, from the outside, anyways. While being a waiter, Harry is also the guardian to his two younger siblings when his parents weren't able to continue caring for them. His world is now filled with teenage angst and growing pains while he just wants to be a normal, 26 year-old bachelor on the dating scene. Daisy Miller is a undergrad student with no worries in the world. Young, wild, and free to do whatever she pleases with her friends and her sister in sunny California. Their pasts have been kept close to each of them; trauma and an abundance of hardship that have caused them detriment and to learn the real meaning of survival in different worlds. Daisy and Harry soon learn that while it seems easy to plan their lives together... there's a lot more in the way than they originally thought. Or, simply put: the one where Prince Charming and an angel meet in a bar. Started: May 2022