The world is different now; ruled by four different reigns. Harry Styles, the ruthless king of Serentile, captivating green eyes, tousled dark hair, said to have no capability to love, wields absolute authority. Melody, soon to be queen of Ellenia, the most exquisite woman you'd ever lay eyes on; brave, adamant and determined to put her people's needs above her own, never mind the circumstances. Never in her life has she considered their paths meeting a possibility, seeing they were different in every way. However, when war breaks out, the ground becoming greasy with gore, everything turning into a maze of destruction - that sentiment is rendered short lived. Cover by @JonasKryptonite

Harry Styles, a name everyone knows on NYU campus. Superstar player on the lacrosse field and known for his one night stands. Harry has it all, captain of his sports team and the attention of any girl he wants, that is until someone unexpected shows up on his doorstep.

He was a tattoo artist by day, a painter by night. He possessed what is commonly known as an addictive personality. Perhaps inherited. He had always been like that. He liked to ink his body. He liked to coat his lungs in smoke. He craved adrenalin rushes. He certainly enjoyed hot cups of coffee. Oh, and his paintings. No one would ever understand how much he loved to paint. And then, one night, a new sort of addiction walked into his life. One that would be more detrimental than any before, and yet none had seemed quite so captivating. highest ranking- #82 in fanfiction trailer by @sweetophelias all rights reserved to @derailedthoughts

❝Heavy is the head that wears the crown.❞ - Shakespeare, Henry IV [WARNING: This story contains explicit content such as sexual content, graphic violence and profanity. Read at your own risk] Winner of: | Mature Harry Styles Fanfiction (1st Place): The Kiwi Styles Awards 2018 | | Best Diverse Fanfiction (Winner): The Fanfiction Awards 2018 Best Harry Styles Fanfiction (Runner Up) Best Overall (Runner Up)| Cover Credits: @styleslight All Rights Reserved to macklemcvey, 2017. ©

Rose does not like Harry. And Harry does not like Rose. But perhaps the threat of a ruthless brain and a shady corporate conspiracy could change for them. or, at least, could make a stash of Snickers. He was like the moon-- a part of him was always hidden

❝En medio de su melancolía, Harry Styles encontró la composición perfecta.❞