In New York City's nefarious underworld, James Barnes reigns supreme, managing legitimate businesses, illicit activities, and a network of connections. Those in society respect James, has law enforcement in the palm of his hand and is feared by those around him. He believes he needs no one and is content with his lot in life. Until a naive small-town girl becomes his personal assistant, as she unwittingly pulls him into unfamiliar territory, James finds himself navigating uncharted waters of emotion and desire.

Violet falls infatuated with a man by the stage name of Styles. He wears black jeans and battered boots always, rotating between t-shirts and frilly shirts. He has the unsteadiest of hands, for he puts everything he has into hitting the high notes and less into breathing. He is the embodiment of everything a singer should be; beautiful, captivating. Within the walls of his home, away from Club 102, Harry struggles to get by. He is broken, all shaky hands and fingertips stained blue from too many nights spent in the shower, clutching at soaked denim. He is but the shadow of a man that used to be, and never would be again. Violet falls in love with a man by the name of Harry Styles. It is undeniable; he loves her. But it isn't enough. Cover by: @milkystyles

Forced to move, Ember Evergreen has to say goodbye to her best friend. She never thought she would see him again and it broke her heart. 10 years later, winning a raffle in New York she finds herself in a peculiar situation. She had won concert tickets, quickly recognizing the name on them. Harry Styles. She'll be able to see him again, but there's no way he remembers her... right? "The air in my lungs seemed to be stolen as I saw Harry, he seemed so different yet the same. Of course I had always been caught up with him, and knew what he looked like throughout the years. But seeing him in person was so... surreal. Never in my life had I thought I would ever see him again. He had a huge grin plastered on his face, his dimples cutting into his cheeks. His bunny teeth seemed cute as ever, his tall build and bright energy taking over the stage without him even trying. Music started immediately and the ground shook along with the bass. What really surprised me was his voice, sure the audience was loud, but his voice silenced them into awe. "Open up your eyes, shut your mouth and see. That I'm still the only one that's been in love with me. I'm just happy getting you stuck in between my teeth." He started, his voice low yet powerful, a rasp that sounded so perfect. When we were younger we sang together a lot, I always thought he was good. I knew he had potential, I knew he was going somewhere in life. I'm so proud of him. Proud of who he's becoming. Of who he is. Of how happy he seems. I can only imagine how hard he worked for this. I look around the stadium, looking at the thousands of people in the crowd. Each with their own story, different traumas, different memories, different backgrounds. They all came here for him. To support him. Because they love him. Because they're proud of him."

I was used to being alone. I was always the girl surrounded by people, yet still utterly alone. It was comforting. I had grown immune to the feeling of being by myself. But then, I met him. And despite the voices in my head screaming at me to not let him in, to continue on by myself, in the comfort of the coldness. He crept under my skin. He found the demons that drug my limbs around. And he tried to save me. But what if I don't want to be saved? "Let me go under your limbs, let me find the demons that drive those heavenly limbs" - Beige, Yoke Lore

|✓Completed.| |Mature Content(18+).| She was a porcelain doll placed in his calloused hands, fragile and pure. He broke her. She fixed him. First Chapter // 15.10.18 Last Chapter // 01.06.20 @ 243K Trailer // 03.06.20 by @-hopperstyles Achievements : #1 in "boxerharry" - 19.10.19 #1 in "harrystylesfanfiction" - 29.10.19 • 100K - 2.11.19 #1 in "boxing" - 11.03.2020 #2 in "maturethemes" - 15.03.2020 Copyright 2018 © [[ Word Count : 100 000 - 120 000]]

Touch: verb; to put hands upon, in any way or degree. A collection of one-shots Warning: Very Mature. Contains strong language and sexual content.

in which harry is a hot-shot columnist for new york's most popular lifestyle/fashion magazine. he has his dream job, he thinks, but he's constantly sad and stuck in the past. then he meets the moon; or a girl named luna. finally, someone who gets him. if only she would just let him adore her. » [non-lowercase] This is an AU story with no affiliation with Harry Styles. Story contains Mature and Explicit content CONTENT WARNING: This story contains mentions of death or dying, disowning, hospitalization, illness, loss of loved one, mental illness, needles, and pills. » #1 line #1 fineline #1 hes #1 literature #1 harryedwardstyles #2hsau #4 harrystyles #4 fine #5 adore you » COMPLETED

✫*ﾟ･ﾟ｡. I want more berries and that summer feeling ☆.*｡･ﾟ✫ This shouldn't be happening but it is. I shouldn't be pressing my body against my best friend's brother like I was magnetic to him but I am. "This is wrong," I barely get out before my eyes close as soon as his lips leave a particularly tender and warm kiss to the spot where my collarbone and neck meet, my breath starting to come in heavily. My head involuntarily tilts to the side as Harry's lips make their way up slowly behind my ear. A small gasp escapes my lips when I feel him nibble on my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine. "If this is wrong, then I don't want to be right," he whispers. And just like that, I'm fucked. - Sun, sea, friendship, and romance. One thing's certain for Lacey and her friends: it'll be a summer to remember. - DISCLAIMER: mature, content, drug and alcohol use, language, and violence. read at your discretion! This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, events, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. **COMPLETED**

|COMPLETED| ___ cover by wafflesxberries "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠?" 𝐌𝐲 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝. "𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠?"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠... ___ Hurricane, it takes everything on its path and destroys it not leaving one victim in it's way as a small does a small promise. Charlie Martin, a shell woman she once was. Memories haunt her life as she's struggles to breath with her own guilt, the people around her not knowing the dark secrets hidden beneath the mask smile she wears everyday until Harry. Harry styles, a man with a bright smile that she couldn't resist from the start, he showed up one day in her life and never left. Their fates entangling together as it was meant to, one hand the girl worries about dragging man into her own mess And the other worries if his secrets will be unmasked. What are they hiding? Nothing is as it seems if I must say *MATURE CONTENT AND LANGUAGE* Literally almost all kinks are fair game. BOOK STARTED NOVEMBER 17 2020 COMPLETED JANUARY 8 2022

"For the longest time, I've felt as though I'm drowning." (boxer!harry) *smut warning*