Forced to move in with her successful big brother after a series of unfortunate events, Madison took an unexpected turn crossing paths with the famous Harry Styles. But that wasn't going to stop her from keeping her cool, wasn't it? WARNING: Use of strong language and sexual content.

{Harry Styles Fanfiction} When someone hands you the opportunity to make your dreams happen, would you take it even with the crazy conditions? That's the decision Cailin Reed had to make when she was offered to join the band 'All Oblivion'. A boy band made up up Harry Styles, Zayn Malik and Louis Tomlinson. The band of the three boys had only started to make it into the lime light and yet their manager thought of the brilliant idea to bring a girl into the band. Harry hates her. Zayn likes her. Louis accepts her. Cailin is brought into a world of crazy rumors, betrayal and falling in love with someone who she's not supposed to. Little did she what she had in hold for her after she signed that dotted line. " #cailinpeopleproblems " - Muke_and_Larry " And a tear streamed down my face " - MariamAbass " I love your story so much !! It's perfect.. Please more !! :) ♥ " - evabourreau " I loved this chapter, it's amazing how great of a writer you are. You're awesome at keeping it interesting, I sense drama coming on. " - styleslove7 Fanfic Instagram: just.for.show

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

It's been 14 years since I last spoke a single word. 14 years of silence. The doctors told me I would never speak again. But even if I could speak Harry Styles would have rendered me speechless.

''Oh, girl. No offence, you are... like okay, but hell no! I couldn't be able to show my face around with you next to me. Everyone would be-'' Something escapes my lips, followed by another weird noise. I hear it sharp and clear cutting the air, shutting everything up, even Harry. God what have I done? Did I just slap my Boss' son? *** Cover by: MySillyHarryDiary All Rights reserved to: MySillyHarryDiary

You might be alive now, but just wait until you break his illusion. **This story contains: sexual content, age difference, mental and physical abuse, violence and explicit langue. Do not read, if you're not comfortable!**

She was beauty. She was grace. Now all she had left was a monster to chase. // "How come I never get you roses when you are the one who deserves them more than I do?" "Because you are my rose, angel."

Jess has a problem and his name is Harry Styles. Harry is Easton University's resident bad boy, complete with hair down to his shoulders and arms full of tattoos. After a chance meeting at the semester kickoff party involving a spilled beer and a white dress, he suddenly seems to be popping up everywhere with that cocky little smirk on his face. Despite his presence seemingly surrounding her between sharing a math class, working across the street from each other, and his weekly hookups with her dorm neighbor Ashlyn; Jess is determined to not let him get under her skin. That is, until the heating in her building goes out and she's forced to spend the next two weeks living with the enemy.

Ava Rose is a 18 year old girl who was very timid around new people.Her father left her and her mother when she was little.She sings to make her happy.It was her passion she wrote her own songs.Her mother tries to provide her a perfect life until she met a certain curly haired boy claiming that she's his SoulMate??Will Ava accept the truth or will she run away like her dad??Found out about these two unlike souls combine into each other's lives.Will they survive??Or will they crumble??Found out in SoulMate.(:

He places the hand-rolled cigarette between his plum lips as he watches her walk into the school. She was the typically perfect 'it' girl; and he was just scum.