THIS CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT. REWRITING!! pls read warnings before reading. NOCEUR - ONE WHO STAYS UP LATE. In of the summer of 2024, Maxine Isabella Devlin, a misunderstood girl with dreams of making her voice heard, seeks on a thrilling journey with her best friends, Narcissa, Xaviar, and Polly soon to be called her bandmates. Their fun takes an unexpected turn when they cross paths with Noceur, a notorious alternative rock band, at the onset of their American Sleepwalkers tour. While being around the group wanting fun, new beginnings, and the freedom to be wild, the four soon finds themselves entangled in the band's tumultuous world. Sex, money, drugs, and a web of highly organized crime-this band is tangled in a world far more dangerous that no super fans could ever make rumors of. Harry Styles, the enigmatic and ruthless lead singer of Noceur, sets his sights on Maxine as he knows she's the curious bright hearted one. He quickly recognizes the raw talent in her songs, sensing she could soon rise to stardom. But Harry's intentions are far from pure and not even a little bit of kindness. He stuck with making decisions on what to do with her, contemplating whether to manipulate her into the perilous glitz of dark Hollywood or to keep her from the path she seems destined to walk alone unaware. It's all about catching those childhood dreams so that many eyes could turn to the one who achieved them well. As tensions rise and secrets unfold, Maxine's journey becomes a high-stakes game of ambition, danger, and heart-pounding choices. For herself, for him, for who, for what? STARTED originally: August 22nd, 2021 ENDED originally: December 24th, 2022 RESTARTED: Dec 17th 2024

Eliana Olsson lived a life woven with complexity, her morals firm, and her character forged through trials that shaped her deeply. She believed she understood her world - or at least knew how to navigate it. Then he arrived, his presence like a candle flickering in a still room, casting shadows that stretched and twisted her certainties. He was a riddle, born to test and unravel the foundations of everything she knew and trusted. He carried himself like a fleeting shadow of hesitation, the embodiment of unanswered questions. A conundrum is more than a simple puzzle; it's a delicate interplay between curiosity and uncertainty - a question that defies answers or offers far too many. Eliana soon realized he might destroy everything she had been or free her to become something entirely new. Can life really be more complicated than it already is? . . . . . . . . . She moves to a new city with her family, leaving behind the shadows of a troubled past in search of something better. Together with her mother and younger sister, she strives to piece together a life that feels stable and secure-something they've never truly known. As she focuses on her studies and the pursuit of her dreams, the weight of untold stories and unresolved memories lingers in the background, waiting for the right moment to resurface. Her plan is to keep moving forward, but life and one curly haired boy seem to have their own...ideas. TRIGGER WARNINGS drugs⏐violence⏐suicide⏐ murder⏐mental illness⏐robbery⏐guns⏐vulgar language⏐depression⏐ anxiety⏐trauma⏐ paranoia.

Harry Styles, a secret service agent working for British intelligence is tasked with finding the killer after a series of brutal but calculated murders across Europe. His mind is sharp, he's smart, arrogant and works with a precision that leaves no room for error. Harry never misses a step, until the night he unknowingly hooks up with the assassin he's been ordered to catch. Winter is a master manipulator, a ruthless assassin with a chilling elegance and icy eyes that seem to pierce through the soul. She kills with precision, vanishes without a trace, and never lets anyone close. What begins as a mission becomes a deadly obsession. Because in this game, they're both hunter and prey. In a world of secrets, betrayal, and bloodshed, Harry finds himself completely captivated by the danger he seeks to eliminate. The cat and mouse game begins, blurring the lines between duty and desire. // "Because we're still doing this the easy way." Harry muttered, his hand flexed on the back of my neck. I gasped when he used my throat to pull me towards him. He spun me around, shoving me back forcefully so my back hit the wall. "I don't want to have to do it the hard way." His chest was against mine to keep me further restrained, my wrists were pinned against the wall above my head. "I don't wanna have to be the bad guy." "What are you going to do?" I asked him, swallowing, feeling his palm wrapped tightly around my throat, but not enough that I was choking, just enough that I could feel the pressure. "Are you trying to choke me, Harry?" I cocked my head to the side, grinning through my blood stained lips. "C'mon... you know I like it."

❝Do something interesting, fuck another man.❞ One night. One test. One man between them. A pop star. An accomplice. A predator. A ghost with a shotgun. ... Carmen Wilder had a rule: Prove you're interesting. Louis Tomlinson knew the game. He'd played it before. Harry Styles had a problem. He was already obsessed. No matter how many warnings the Rasta whispered, Harry couldn't hear. She tasted like cocktails and cyanide, and when she told him the price of her love, he didn't even hesitate. - 𝘿𝙞𝙙 𝙬𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙢𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙄 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙? 𝙂𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙤 𝙄 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙖𝙣 ['𝙋𝙊𝙋 𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏' 𝙗𝙮 𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙨] - He was a popstar. She was a myth. Louis was somewhere in between. When Harry Styles walks barefoot into Carmen Wilder's penthouse, he doesn't walk back out the same. She gives him one rule: fuck Louis Tomlinson. And Harry listens. What follows is a tour through cities soaked in champagne and sweat: rooftops, opium dens, cryogenic clubs, and bloodstained beds. Carmen leaves lipstick messages on mirrors. Louis fucks like he's been here before - because he has. And Harry? He starts losing track of what's real. There are rules. There are cameras. There's a dead couple whose shadow haunts the game. And somewhere beneath the glitter and the drugs and the bruised lips, there's a popstar who thought he was untouchable. He wasn't. This isn't a love story. It's a slow, glittering collapse. Welcome to the end of the popstar myth. Bring your own Polaroid. ❝Carmen doesn't kill popstars. She makes them want to die.❞

WELCOME TO WONDERLAND. "We're all mad here, darling. You are too, or else you wouldn't have come here." He wraps his arms around me, holding me close as everything spins out of control. Glitter bleeding out of his eyes, seeping and glistening beneath the orange lights. "I feel like I'm in a dream. When will I wake up? I'll be okay once I wake up, right?" "You won't wake up, Dev," he whispers into my ear. "You never fell asleep." ☆ You are not dreaming. Devon Taylor enters Wonderland. In no time she falls down the rabbit hole, becoming woven into the chaos and madness that goes on behind closed doors. Her world is turned upside down; sense of time, sense of self, and any normalcy she once knew going out the window. The Hatter guides her through the haze, showing her nothing is as it seems. He himself, is not as he seems. Everything seems so perfect, but eventually it's time to wake up. It's time to go back, but time is not on your side. The clock is ticking. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @hespearls CONTAINS DRUG/ALCOHOL ABUSE, MENTAL HEALTH, VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, & MORE PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

Ashley dreams of escaping the small-town shadows with her voice. But the dive bars she sings in offer little hope. Then she meets Harry. Tattoo artist by day, owner of the town's only real watering hole, and rumored to be much, *much* more. He's dangerously alluring, a magnetic force pulling her into a world she never knew existed. But the closer Ashley gets, the more she realizes Harry's lifestyle is built on secrets and shadows, and her dreams might come at a price she's not willing to pay.

"You're killing me Angel" and you don't even know the half of it. She straddles my lap, keeping her soft brown eyes on me. Her lips curl into a smile. This time she's looking down at me. Which is a new scene for me and I cannot take my eyes off of her. "Aww, am I?" she asks tauntingly. I wish I had more time with her. I'm in way too deep now. I don't know how the fuck I'm supposed to get out of this one. Or what I'm supposed to do. Except enjoy the time I have with her now, Right? "Why don't you tell me about it?" she says, face inches away from mine. Fuck. ***** 18+ (preferably) , slow-ish burn

Undercover spy, Odette Carter, thought this was just another mission: infiltrate, investigate, and take down a powerful criminal.....But some crimes are more personal than they appear. Her target? Reclusive casino owner Harry Styles-charming, calculated, and hiding more than just illegal operations. As Odette digs deeper into his world, shadows from a past she chose to forget begin to resurface. Haunted by memories she's locked away, Odette finds herself entangled in a web of secrets, deception, and desire-unsure of where the mission ends and something far more dangerous begins. Because in this game, nothing is what it seems. 
And some truths are buried for a reason. Is the real threat inside the casino... or in the past she chose to leave behind? ⋆˚✿˖° "Is it done?" Zayn's voice comes into my ear from the side of me as I turn my face away from her car, glancing towards him. He stands behind me with his arms crossed. I nod my head "it's done" I confirm as Zayn flashes me a proud smile, stepping forward as he places his hand on my shoulder, now standing next to me on the steps. "Does he know anything?" He asks again, his voice wary with warning. "No- she knows nothing at all" #1 in Hazza #1 in darkrry #1 in 1D #2 in HarryStylesFanFiction #2 in Harry

[ temporarily on hold ] 𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗘𝗝𝗨𝗜𝗖𝗘 ! ✿⎯⎯ 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 he meets the most perfect person he's ever had the chance to be acquainted with and yet fate keeps playing it's game with them. 𝐎𝐑 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 harry styles meets darlene winslet and they both fall for each other only to realise that with the kind of lives they lead, even something as simple as love can be terrifyingly complicated. 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝗑 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗒𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗆!𝗈𝖼 © thegoldxnangel | 2022

"So you have a girl in your bed right now and you're flirting with me?" "Oh baby, if you think this is flirting, you haven't seen anything yet." Isabella and Luke can't hide from their messy pasts forever. But maybe they can keep each other's beds warm in the meantime. [Mature Content] Neighbor!Luke au 🌉 Started February 16, 2023