"I got my hopes up" I whisper, softly closing my eyes. "About what?" Harry mumbles keeping his distance from me. "About you actually loving me back." A single tears runs down my cheek. I pick up my broken heart, and leave behind the only man I have ever loved. *Sexual warning.*

secrets are harmless, aren't they? [ highest ranking #90 in fanfiction - 2015.06.25 ]

"Saying art can be taught is as unconvincing as telling a suicidal girl that death is worse than living: simply inaccurate." - Arabella is a sweet girl with high aspirations, a never-give-up attitude, and she just so happens to be down in her luck when it comes to discovering the darker side of art. Whereas, Harry is a boy who lives life like it's unimportant. He's guarded and brooding, two qualities that Arabella can't seem to neglect over-analyzing. Harry's so reserved that not even his friends know his real identity; instead, he goes by the name Jigsaw, which quite accurately represents the mystery he presents himself to be. In need of each other's assistance, the two become partners in order to graduate from Dark Thorn Academy - the most pristine art school in the country. It isn't always easy - far from it, actually - but as he learns to open up and she continues to feed him her love and attention, something happens between them that no one could have predicted. But will one secret from his past destroy everything they worked for? - » All Rights Reserved by @silhouette_styles » Posted March 14th, 2016, at 12:00a.m. » Cover Credit: JonasKryptonite » No Translations Please :) » #86 in Mystery / Thriller

Harry Edward Styles. Emily Rose Blaze. Harry Styles. Founder of Styles Enterprise. Rich, arrogant, egoistic and a business tycoon with no belief in love due to his past. Emily Blaze. Young and free. A simple, independent,and a sweet girl with a never give up attitude, headaching stubbornness and with belief in luck and love. Two different individuals unique in their own ways. With such drastic difference in their personality, what happens when they are put together by fate? When Emily joins the Styles Enterprise, her dream company, she really did not expect her boss to be an arrogant and mean douche, more over never imagined falling for him. Will opposites attract? •••••• #1 highest rank in lilycollins #9 highest rank in harrystyles #2 highest rank in business #9 highest rank in goals #6 highest rank in hottie

To love a psycho, a psycho you must become. // COMPLETED // {WARNING: This fiction contains extreme violence, drug abuse, explicit sexual content and features strong language not suitable for minors. Discretion is advised.}

She was his drug he couldn't get enough of. started 3/15/18 end: 8/25/20

Arya is a infamous Assassin, who is known to be the best murderer on the market for the mafia. She uses the name 'Violet' to stay unnoticed to the human eye. When a unknown person pays a big price to Assassinate Harry Styles. Arya takes the challenge without knowing the consequences behind it. After a couple of failed attempts to assassinate him, she easily becomes his main priority to remember who she is. What happens when both worlds collide as the ground beneath them starts to crumble? **** "Should I trust you?" He whispers in my ear as he moves a strand of my hair behind my ear. I look around the room and back to his eyes. "I don't know" I hesitate to say it at first. he shouldn't trust me, He had no clue why I was actually here with him. If he knew it would be game over, one shot and I'd all be done for. One sudden move and everything would collapse. "The thing is, I could just push you off at any second and not give a single fuck on what happens to you. That's the crazy part about this, You never know what the other is thinking when you're like this. You don't know you if you trust them." He says as he stares at the clouds above. I look beneath us at the small cars in the distance causing ruckus on the multiple roads. "So I guess it's like a game, if the other one trusts you enough to want you to stay alive or to die" he starts to fiddle with his hands. I frown and stand up just to crouch down on the ledge and face him. "Let's test it then, if you trust me, I trust you. Catch me" I grab the side of the building and drop my legs. He glances at me so I give him a smirk and let go of the building. CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT.

Hunter Evelyn is an unstoppable, cold-blooded killer. A professional assassin trained to do one thing, and one thing only: eliminate the target. Her next target is Harry Styles, the leader of a rival crime-invested drug gang who needs to be terminated. But what happens when Hunter's reluctance to kill him begins to grow? Will he find out about her previous heinous intentions? When demons from her past begin to inexplicably return and force her to face trauma she has tried so deeply to bury, it becomes clear to Hunter her Boss has discovered she isn't playing her part. And when Boss assigns a target, they will be eliminated under any circumstances. Even if that means taking down Hunter as well. -------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This story contains (from the start and continuously throughout) strong use of profanities, drug use, prostitution, death, graphic sex, mentions of sexual assault and other scenes some readers may find disturbing. Do NOT read if there is a chance this may trigger you. I do not condone any decisions or activities these characters partake in - they are strictly for entertainment purposes only. Neither am I suggesting these characters are in any way similar (excluding visually) to the real boys - this is a work of fiction. Copyright © 2014 by Izzy Alexander All Rights Reserved ® All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof in any form. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored, in any form or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical without the express written permission of the author.

The truth is this, every monster you have met or will ever meet, was once a human being with a soul that was as soft and light as silk. Someone stole that will from their soul and turned them into this . So when you see a monster next, always remember this. Do not fear the thing before you. Fear the thing that created it instead. -Nikita Gill _______________________________________________ Madison Bell is an agent, tasked with finding the new uprising Peppermint Killers, named from the peppermints they leave in their victims pockets. Going undercover she secretly snoops around for monsters that await in the dark. Only she soon realizes that she is not playing with a monster, rather she is playing with the devil himself. ________________________________________________ warnings: violence, sexuality, language, substance use (this is a dark harry fic) status: in progress

Soulmates, sunflowers, hot air balloons, ballet, wildfire and music. ----- EXCERPT: "Why do you always call me sunflower?" She looks as though she's desperate for the answer, staring into my soul with so much sincerity in her words. I smile to myself, knowing exactly why. "Why do you have the sunflower tattoo darling?" I answer with another question which she doesn't seem too pleased about. "No, Harry you can't do that. I asked first." She sulks, smoothing her hands down my shirt and I can't help but chuckle slightly at her frustration. "I know, I know. Just answer the question Evie." I try to reassure her without giving too much away. She huffs with the roll of her eyes but gives in none the less. "Because of my first dance recital. Sunflowers are a happy memory for me." She explains, and I can see her trying to piece the puzzle together in those ocean eyes of hers. I bite my lip, hesitating a moment and thinking of the perfect way to say this. "I call you sunflower Evie because you are all my happiest memories." ----- The story based off of the TikTok POV by @stopmaddiedancing ----- Highest Rankings: 1 in #Onedirection 1 in #One 1 in #Direction 1 in #Niall 1 in #Literature