Harry Styles. 24 anni. Capo delle Imprese Styles. Milionario fatto da sè. È lo scapolo più desiderabile di New York. Ogni uomo e donna nell'arco di 100 miglia conosce il suo nome. Ma nessuno conosce realmente Harry. Norah Wilson. 22 anni. Apprendista nel campo della moda. Auto-proclamato disastro. Si è trasferita da una piccola città nel North Carolina a New York City per seguire i suoi sogni nel mondo della moda. Dopo essersi laureata alla NYU (New York University), diventa un'apprendista nella rivista Vogue. Ora alla ricerca della sua stabilità. Due mondi stanno per incontrarsi, e due persone non sono pronte a ciò. [Questa storia non è stata scritta da me, l'autrice (xcalliex) mi ha dato il permesso di tradurla dall'inglese all'italiano.] © xcalliex all rights reserved. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this book's author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. [© xcalliex tutti i diritti riservati. L'uso e/o la duplicazione non autorizzati di questo materiale senza il permesso espresso e scritto dell'autore del libro e/o del proprietario è strettamente proibito.] ------------------------------------- HIGHEST RANKIN: Fanfiction: #1 [Romances: #75]

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

Lavorando per un leader mondiale della mafia, Harry sa come uccidere, come cercare le sue vittime, e come evitare compagnie di qualsiasi tipo. Lui è il migliore in ciò che fa. Ed ogni cosa che fa diventa problematica quando gli viene assegnato di proteggere la figlia del capo dagli assassini di fama mondiale. Catalina cerca di capirlo, alla fine fallendo perché si innamora di un uomo troppo disposto a resisterle. Crediti a @zeffervescent

In which a girl at military bootcamp falls in love with her military sergeant named Sir Styles.

Beau is twenty-four and determined to make it in New York City. Vogue was the dream, but Issue 8 was the reality-an offbeat magazine that felt more like a dead-end than a breakthrough. Still, she was used to surviving. Until she met him. Harry Styles is enigmatic, mercilessly beautiful, and next in line to inherit his father's multi-billion dollar empire. Behind the designer suits and the glass office lies a man with a taste for control-and a strict rule he never breaks: Don't fall in love. Beau was supposed to be another name. Another month. Another obedient distraction. But nothing about her went according to plan. Now she's playing a dangerous game inside his world-one where secrets are currency, sex is power, and love is the most dangerous risk of all.

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* Have you ever met someone that made falling feel like flying? ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Preview: "Do you think, if you jumped from this roof - it'd feel like falling or flying?" I ask, keeping up with our theme of asking random useless questions that we've been going back and forth with for the past half hour. I stare at my feet swinging back and forth, looking down at the alleyway behind the building; pondering the question over in my head that I often wonder too much about. I glance over to Harry when he doesn't answer straight away and he's watching me with a look I can't read. "Unless you were a bird or could fly, it would just feel like falling. Because you'd know you were going to hit the ground" he decides to answer, staring at me like he's somewhat bothered that I asked him that. I look back down at the ground, and shrug my shoulders, "I think if you didn't care about hitting the ground it could feel like flying for a few seconds." ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ STARTED 11TH MARCH 2019 - ONGOING

«Non posso dimenticarmi di te, delle tue mani sul mio viso e del tuo sapermi calmare. Non puoi chiedermi questo, Addison.» La vita è una costante composta principalmente da alti e bassi, quello Addison e Ares lo sanno bene. Entrambi hanno provato il brivido dell'incertezza sopra la loro stessa pelle, entrambi hanno amato ed entrambi hanno sofferto. Ci sono volte però, che alcuni bassi sono in realtà alti ben nascosti dietro a una maschera di cera e, come dice il buon Price: "Essi meritano di essere vissuti e affrontati." Ed è così che Ares e Addison si conoscono. Alla Orton nulla viene dato per scontato, perfino il gesto più innocuo al mondo può aiutare a far rinascere un'anima, come una fenice dalle proprie ceneri. ••• 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐗 Prima pubblicazione: 6 dicembre 2020 IG/Tiktok: averynovastories Ogni tentativo di plagio è penalmente punibile © averynovastories

Annabelle Aconite, the daughter of a Sheriff, always knew there was something off about her. From her strange vivid dreams of her being burned alive, dreams that would leave her chocking, smelling of smoke, and screaming as if the fire was real, To the dangerously attractive stranger who always seemed to pop up just in time to snap her back to reality. Anna's life was never normal and things just seem to get worst once she took in an injured wolf. Years have passed and Anna is determined to move forward, while hoping to leave the past exactly where it belongs, in the past. But that all changes once she sees him. Harry Styles, the bad-boy transfer, who is so bad that he and his friend were shipped out of the UK, and sent to finish school in the US. Anna knows she should stay away from Harry. Harry oozed trouble as if it was sweat, but there was something about him, something about his piercing green eyes, and his dark curls, that reminded her of someone, someone she couldn't quite put her finger on. After witnessing Harry in a fight, Anna's Brother, warns her to stay away from Harry, and tells her that he is nothing but trouble, but against Anna's better judgment she can't seem to stop. She can't deny the fact that she is attracted to him, and that there's something pulling her to him, like she's meant to be with him. But deep down Anna already knows that Harry Styles is nothing human. Animal attacks from years ago; the one's that triggered Anna's dreams, begin swarming the town and the only way Anna can save her town is to uncover what Harry and his friends are. But once you're wrapped into that world there's no turning back. Secrets are told, Identities will be revealed, But once the beast is Unleashed there is no telling what will happen...

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

*Story containes MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* THIS IS A SEQUEL / PART 2. Read "Stall" before this book, unless you just like spoiling things for yourself. If that's the case, you do you boo. "Something can be both delicate and violent" *** Harry lowers his eyes at me as he backs me up against the wall, the red lighting only making him look more menacing "You wanted the bad guy Abby? Wanted the villain?" My heart his running a hundred mile an hour when my breathing hitches in my throat as his hand comes up to wrap his long fingers tight around my jaw forcing me to look him in the eye. "Well now you've got him" He leans his face close to mine, his voice dropping to a low warning murmur that has my stomach hitting the floor. "...Run little mouse" *** BOOK STARTED JULY 1 2019 COMPLETED JULY 2021