~~~~~~ Morrigan was a quite and shy person who was hurt horrendously. She used to love tranquility that the silence brought her but not anymore, not after James. Harry could be described as ruthless and fiercely tough as the leader of Pink, but his admiration for a women named Morrigan changed his way of thinking. Read to find out ~~~~ check tw's #2 in harrystyles #3 in harrystylesfanfiction #2 in nightterrors #4 in harryedwardstyles #5 in harryedwardstyles #1 in loveharrystyles #4 in protection #2 in harryandniall #1 in harryandniall #15 in harryedwardstyles

Meredith's perfect life turned upside down after her parents death meaning she had to move in with her older brother and his wife. She had to start all over leaving everything behind. Starting a new school for her last year in high school has to be torture but after bumping into the town's bad boy everything piles up. Will something unexpected happen with the kind of person that she promised not to get involved with? (WARNING: This story concludes explicit language and very detailed sexual scenes!)

Melody is a struggling writer working toward a degree. By chance, she is reacquainted with Harry, a boy from middle school whose life has shifted drastically. Instead of the kind, quiet child he once was, Harry has grown into a life of violence, pain, and crime as an underground boxer. In a search for inspiration, Melody invites herself into his life. What results, however, is far more real than the words she puts on paper. *Sequel now posted!* Cover by @adashofniallandetc

❗️previously named: "Uncle's Best Friend (h.s)"❗️ 🚫WARNING🚫 This story contains mature content, such as: sex daddy kink age gap Littlespace Abuse Sexual assault Ect. Please do not read if this things could be triggering to you. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "What's your name?" She asked timidly, her eyes locked with his for a bit too long. He looked around, making sure no one else was close. "You can call me daddy." He smirked, walking past her. --------- Highest rank: #1 in complex (11/24/2020) #1in hs (12/15/2020) #4 in adultthemes (9/14/2020) S T A R T E D: March 20, 2017 F I N I S H E D: not yet

{This story is copyright} "HARRY!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. The guy punched my in the jaw and my body hit the floor. My vision blurred and pain flared all through my body. I let out a loud scream when his foot made contact with my side. I her a loud grunt then a loud smack of skin on skin. I looked up slightly to see the guy being held up against the wall by Louis and Niall while Harry beat the life out of him. I let out a loud whimper as someone touches my side. "Come here babe, you'll be all right" Zayn cooed in my ear as he picked me up. I screamed again and almost passed out from the pain. "Harry she's gotta get to the hospital!" Zayn panicked while tears streamed down my face. "Fuck, Louis finish him off" The last thing I heard was a gun shot before everything went black. ------------------------------------- Harry and his boys run the city. One glance at him and you'd know to walk in the opposite direction. He has a dangerous aura that radiates from him. Luna wanted nothing to do with him and Harry wanted nothing to do with her. They are from two different worlds. Luna gets sucked into Harry's dangerous universe and struggles to escape. But she can't help but begin to fall. She can't help that he's... beautifully dangerous.

'You are going to help me acquire something very valuable,' he spoke close to my ear, his breath fanning down my neck. I looked up at the paintings in front of us, all worth millions of pounds, and then at the spot on the wall where one was missing. The knowledge of what had happened to it was giving me the adrenaline I needed to allow myself to be so close to his presence. 'Why are you trusting me with this?' I asked, turning my head slightly to face him. His green eyes met mine, a small smile turning at the corners of his lips. The room was silent as tourists filtered through the gallery, each one taking their time to focus on the artwork before them. This was a crazy proposition. I'd never been the type to run towards crazy. 'Well, you haven't told anyone yet have you? And I suspect you're seeking a little adventure.' * Atlas Hall has played it safe her whole life. Harry Styles lives for the thrill of it all. When she's recruited by the mysterious stranger, adventure awaits.

Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River, a stubborn and somewhat oblivious girl, who just doesn't understand the reasoning behind his nefarious ways but is determined to find out. River comes to realize that Harry's hiding something much deeper than expected... only once those secrets come to the surface, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

"I've been fucked over so many times I don't even want turn to the opposite sex." Lacey Williams hasn't had the luck of finding love yet. She's had many flings with men but never something as a committed relationship. Harry Styles has only been in a few relationships and does not know much about them. He has a filthy mouth and a bad attitude and is your typical man whore. When visiting her friends for the first time in months she did not expect to meet the man of her worst nightmares.. or her dreams? Through the torture both Lacey and Harry put each other in, at the end of the day they still feel the same about one another. As example, the state of euphoria. -Warning mature content-

They say everyone deserves to get a second chance. Me? Well, I got three. *Disclaimer* This story has sexual content, language, alcohol, and some elements of drug use as well as talking about rape and suicide. These characters, events, and places are used fictitiously. Please read at your own risk.

If I closed my eyes, I knew, I knew I would make out a small dark butterfly, fluttering off his chest. Sashaying right and left, no knowledge of how to fly. I could imagine the thing, flapping with too much strength, getting tired. Sitting, sleeping. Wilting away. And somehow, someway Harry would bring it back, set it back on his milky chest, and share his own breath, his own heart, to keep this creature alive