Harry Styles; CEO of 'Pleasing', single dad to two children, prioritizes his job over anything else. Edora Winters; fresh out of college, a nursery practitioner living in the heart of Los Angeles, prioritizes her job over anything else. What happens when Edora, a woman who spends her time protecting children, comes across Harry, a man who spends his days neglecting his children? Even better, what happens when a drunken meet up in Las Vegas leads to a wedlock, to a child of their own, binding them together for years to come? STARTED: 6TH NOVEMBER 2021 FINISHED: 6TH NOVEMBER 2022

it's the summer of '76 in downtown san francisco. harry is electric. delilah is new in town. "lay down that boogie and play that funky music til you die!" (WARNING: MATURE AND NSFW CONTENT) #1 in retro 6/29/21 #6 in hs 6/28/21

Evelyn is a single mom and finally finds the perfect job, but little did she know that she will find the most familiar face of all when she discovers that she will be working for her ex boyfriend.

{spooky short story} Entering that house was a mistake but they were fated to find it to get back together, even if it has become a condemnation. "Can you see and feel the same things I do?" ✞︎ contains mature content

READER INSERT // lifeguard!harry You're in love with your best friend, he has no idea, and there are plenty of complications in your way.

Some things just happen, right? Some things just happen and we have no control over them, and Harry was pretty sure he knew that better than anyone. // a mature hs fanfic

It's been a while since I've last seen him, and just the mere mention of this man's presence makes the blood in my veins sing. I can almost hear his voice calling my name. "Aurelia...." he'd slowly drag, his tongue licking his lips each time before pulling into a sinful smirk. "My muse...you have complete control of me, you know that, don't you?" I shudder at the memory, recalling the intensity of his green gaze. He'd always call me his muse, his inspiration. His golden girl. My mouth runs dry. I want nothing to do with this man; so why is it that my body disobeys me? Why is it that goosebumps rise on my skin at the thought of seeing him again? *mature and explicit content*

Golden Book Two Golden. My favorite song written off the album - the first song I wrote about her - Aurelia Moon. My golden girl. She's had me wrapped around my finger since the night we met. Our memories run on repeat in my mind everyday since I last saw her. She's the light of my life, my sun and moon. Only now, her gaze is not filled with light; her eyes are hard and glaring, and I'm at fault. My heart plummets and sinks in my chest but I force a smile on the outside. "Aurelia..." I say with a forced smirk. I love saying her name and I know she always loved hearing it. "Still my muse, even now." My heart quickens with hope when I see the goosebumps rise on her soft skin. Even after all this time. *mature and explicit content*