Ho! Ho! Ho! This holiday season, some of your favorite Harry fan fic authors have come together to give holiday themed one shots. Starting Dec. 26th a new one shot will be uploaded to this book every morning through the new year. So join me, @thousandyearsofhope @findyourboatxx @pawriter19 @hessweetcherry and @dontaworrydarlin for some end of year fun! It's like Hallmark, but better because it's Harry. (I'm now regretting not calling this book Harrymark. Hallmarkrry? Anyway...) Happy Holidays! Hope you enjoy!

He lives in daydreams with me. Harry Styles daydreams that I turned into one shots & short stories. -coarse language, sexual content. 18+. I DO NOT CONDONE TRANSLATIONS OR PDF PRINTING OF MY WORK.

word count: 10.4k content: friends with benefits, flirty pest!harry, teasing, fingering, and oral baybeeee preview: He damn well knows the way it disorients her when he offhandedly uses pet names and remarks that have made appearances during their sexual encounters; he knows the way it revs her and it amuses him more than anything to see her fidget and fumble to keep composure. He adores having that influence over her and he thrives on wielding it to his advantage. Y/N swallows down her nerves, feeling them lodge in her throat and refuse to go down. The way he slowly bats his lashes at her suggestively doesn't help at all. Harry reaches across the bar, hovering the lime wedge over her face. He taps it gently against the center of her lips, the acidic juice rubbing off and making her skin tingle. "Open up for me, yeah?" Y/N's lips part on command and Harry can't stop the pompous hum that runs along the back of his throat. "Always so willing, aren't you?" She glowers at him from the side, her grumble strained and therefore lacking any real mass. "Shut up." He coos with exaggerated fondness, attempting to stifle an arrogant smirk. "I'm just happy to be your first time, s'all." "You're so fucking annoying." "And yet you always end up in my bed. Funny how that works, innit?" or bartender!harry teaches Y/N how to do body shots but lime juice isn't the only thing that ends up dripping down his chin.

word count: 26k (i have no self-control oop) content: a ton of domestic banter, a huge amount of fluff, two (2) make out sessions, demon!h putting that tongue piercing to good use, a load of filthy ass smut, him looking hot while doing some spells, and some dogs of course preview: Y/N's attitude is one of timid guilt. "Isn't that tapestry a sacred antique? Wouldn't it be wrong to...y'know...?" Harry belts out a disbelieving laugh. "Since when do you care about defiling satanic artifacts? Thought you'd be all for it." She scowls. "Won't Lucifer find out?" Her boyfriend rolls his eyes haphazardly, waving a hand weakly for emphasis before using it to push his disheveled curls away from his forehead. "I highly doubt it." "I feel like he has a way of knowing everything, H." "He does, most times. But," he holds up his pinky symbolically, wiggling it around with a shit-eating grin curving his cupid's bow, sing-songing. "I won't tell if you won't." The raunchiness of it all is appealing to her urge to be rebellious- an urge he had instilled in her over the months they'd known one another. She reiterates her previous point, trying to convince herself more than anyone because it really is so unbelievably tempting. "It's a risk, and it's wrong." Harry fits her chin between his thumb and forefinger, ghosting his mouth over hers and blinking slowly, establishing a seductive hold. His whisper is warm and raspy, almost as if he's trying to keep their shadows from eavesdropping. "That's what makes it so fucking hot." Y/N follows his lips, aiming to draw him into a kiss, but he pulls back, brows kinking in a mocking fashion. The action silently communicates its intended message: If you want a kiss, you have to give in to me. or demon!harry wants to introduce angel!y/n to his hellhounds but an extremely sinful offer ends up postponing the summoning ritual

in which you were stood up by a tinder date and decide to walk into the record store you always used to go to back when you were in highschool to stare at that curly dimpled boy that worked there. when a long haired tattooed man approaches you, you almost don't recognize him... but he recognizes you. *miniseries consisting of one-shots (not a continuous string of events/ each can be read as standalone) *Harry Styles(lhh) / YN

A collection of smutty one-shots written by yours truly. They will be a collection of different tropes all featuring Mr Styles himself from AU's, and sometimes other members of One Direction. This is a safe space that isn't okay with shaming of kinks, interests and anything else that may seem 'taboo'. If you don't like it, don't read it. Each chapter will be different so I'm sure there will something for everyone. Stay slutty my friends <3

°MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT° These are just gonna be some one shot kinda smut chapters that I write when I'm bored and plus I'm practicing writing smut because i havent really done this before!

**MATURE CONTENT AND LANGUAGE** -𝕆𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕞𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕝'𝕤 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕖- Sydney Brooks and Harry Styles always find a way to turn each other on, hands never to themselves and mouth always in the right places. Let's follow their little adventure.... This is basically a one shot book. Each chapter will be a different scenario, just using the same characters. Requests are open! You can send us your own fantasy using our OC and make it as kinky, as steamy or soft as you like.

warning: strong sexual content & slow updates ©2016 // -vibes

Just some one-shots to satisfy all your filthy needs.