Book 1 of the Ever- series. *This Story Contains Mature and Graphic Content* *SLOWBURN* ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Preview: "I um- your majesty," I stuttered and bowed to him only for him to grab the back of both my arms, just above my elbows to stop me. "There is no need for all that now don't you think?" he laughed, "But I appreciate the effort." "Well at least I finally know who you really are now," I laughed awkwardly trying to ignore the tension looming in the air. Not only is he a vampire but he is the infamously ruthless King of them all. But for some reason he was kind to me which probably holds a lot worse intensions than it's letting on at the surface. Harry hummed in response before holding his elbow out for me, "If you will." "Where are we going?" "To get that pretty little neck of yours fixed up." ~~~~~~~~~~~ Vampires were always shown in movies or books and that's all they ever were to the world, fictional. But in a post apocalyptic world that was rebuilt over thousands of years by those very same hands that most thought were strictly fictional, everything changed. The humans were left to be at the mercy of the vampires under the sole ruler of the ruthless King Harry. But after thousands of years of torture and lack of freedom, the humans are ready to fight back. What happens when the cursed King, poisoned by power and being feared, meets his anecdote named Amara, a family oriented human girl who only desires to marry the love of her life and live free from the vampires who terrify her. Will love be the world's saving grace by bringing peace amongst every creature or will it finally bring down the ruthless King and restore power to the humans once again? ~~~~~~~~~~~

𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. "Y-you want to kill me?" "No, I want to ruin you." Death Hood. A cloaked serial killer that leaves behind blood trails, corpses with the same cause of death and nightmares that makes everyone forget what dreams are like. Everyone has thoughts and theories but not even the professionals could figure out Death Hood's motives or identity. However, all it took was for one girl, an assistant at Malik Creations, to have one glass too many of wine and a tempting case file to discover that the face under the skull mask is Harry Styles, the owner of a Halloween Store, when no one else could've. *this story contains mature and explicit themes* Started: June 28th, 2022. Finished: November 9th, 2023.

"Hello everyone. My name is Mr. Styles, and I'm your new Precalculus teacher."

MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. Viewer Discretion is advised. *The people inside of this work are FACE-CLAIMS. This has no correlation to any IRL individual.* *This is messy plot. Made when I was a teen. Beware.* The story of a young woman who finds her style, self worth, and strength through the power of friendship, and true love. With a punk twist. In 2010, living in suburban CHICAGO IL, Alice Mariposa Anderson, 19, wishes for a teenage dream of sex, drugs, romance and fame. A Punk Rock life is a fantasy that corrupts her daydreams every waking hour, and her love of music only fuels it--but it's a life that'll only come true if she abandons the strict religious rules of her parents Christian household, and takes a chance on her new punkstar neighbors across the street. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ Harlow Silver is a 21 y/o drummer for an underground scene/punk band named Bloody Valentine, moving from a loud, trashy New York City apartment to a quiet house in Chicago to escape his grim, horrific past. While also seeking out answers only Chicago could give him. But when he moves in across the street from a prudent, annoying, religious girl looking to bust out from her protective shell, he's forced to face his fears and break through the mental barriers that bind him to his trauma. And maybe, just maybe, love again. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ Enemies to Lovers. Slow burn. A.U.

18+ / Very Mature "Madison." "I need you." My voice is thick with emotion, quivering slightly at the thought of rejection. I didn't know if Harry wanted to take this further, if I was the only one feeling this level of longing. He takes his forehead away from mine and stares into my eyes, brows furrowed, "You need me?" His voice was full of disbelief, like the thought that I was pining for him in that way was impossible. "I need you." I repeat unwaveringly.

// We were supposed to be sticking to a simple agreement. // || *WARNING* This story will contain mature language and themes. You have been warned. || *Temporary Fix: The Sequel COMING SOON* || Achievements || 1/20/2021 #3 under harrystyles 1/1/2021 #2 under harryedwardstyles

Two schools. One town. One Football field. Louis is the infuriatingly gorgeous captain of Holmes Chapel high School's football team, The Rogue. He is also viewed as a no good delinquent who Harry is constantly warned to keep away from. Liam is Harrys big brother and is captain of Cheshire Selective's team, White Eskimo. He also happens to be Louis' sworn arch nemesis since day one. What happens when, in a scandalous act of rebellion, Harry finds himself 'Enemies with benefits' with Louis? -- This is a bxb story with extremely small elements of a BDSM relationship. If you feel uncomfortable at any given time please remember the back button is so close. Like, this 👌 close. Stay safe <3 - Bandana Harry x Football Louis. © All Rights Reserved 2019 | @Zialrry

Harry Styles is the principal at Little Valley Elementary School. Quinn is a busy single mom to Maggie, who's just starting Kindergarten.

[Fluffy/smutty] What blossoms from an innocent crush turns into an intense game of hard-to-get between Harry and Louis. Their relationship quickly becomes filled with sexual tension, drama, and pleasure. But will their love outlast all the secrets between them? also a Ziam Mayne fanfic! THIS IS A COMPLETED FANFIC. A re-edited version is currently being posted in a duplicate book on my profile with some plot/chapter/etc changes if you're interested in reading a slightly different version :)

18+ | ON HOLD BECAUSE IT'S ABOUT TO GET REALLY DEPRESSING AND I'M NOT READY *** May 2nd, 1998. Oakland, California. Nova Deville attends her Father's political rally to show her support for his Mayoral Campaign. When a group of young, masked 'outlaws' crash the rally to speak out against Deville's corruption, Nova gets wrapped up in their passion and ends up aiding them in their escape. After helping this mysterious group of leather and lace, she slowly gets sucked into their world of sex, drugs and rock n' roll. One member of the group stands out to her; Harry Dawson. He's cold, reckless, brutally honest and wants nothing to do with her. But, Harry becomes the least of her problems when a brutal murder rocks the town and tensions rise in the already politically segregated community. But, it doesn't stop at one. When the murderer starts making victims of Nova's very own social circle, she can't help but think that this killer is closer to her than she thinks and she can't trust anyone. *** "Fuck, Nova, please touch me. I fucking hate myself for this, but you're making me so desperate, please," Harry falls apart in front of me, whimpering and moaning at the words tumbling out of his own mouth. I start to reach out my hand, ready to touch him for the very first time, and he moans out in anticipation from my slight movement, eyes trained on my delicate fingers. And then, the sound of shattering glass and a loud thud pierces the air from downstairs. I go completely still. "No, don't stop, Nova..." He whines at me and wraps his own hand around himself to relieve some tension. I ignore his pleas and grab my gun from off my nightstand, ready to handle whatever the fuck is going on downstairs now. "Wait here for me," I grab his wrist, pulling his hand out of his lap and throwing it back against my headboard roughly, "and no touching." *** Started: December 12th, 2021