"they say I'm too young to love you, they say I'm too dumb to see." arthurian love; a romance wherein one parter is wed-locked. in which a married man, harry styles, falls for the petite cherrybomb next door. #597 in harrystyles #42 in lolita #85 in nymph

❝ I let myself believe you'll come to love me as much as you loved you're wife ―I've never been so wrong. ❞ In which she falls in love with an self centered asshole who uses her for his own sexual pleasures. 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 © -𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑡𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑙 | 2018

DELIVERY, a 2016 WATTY Award winner, featured in Cosmo Magazine and as an Editors' Pick on Wattpad After Dark. http://www.cosmopolitan.com/a61599 Harry is a graduate student studying for his master's degree in business and buying into an expanding organic restaurant. With intense determination, he pursues a former professor who is ten years his senior. She has a violent past and a nasty ex-husband. Harry finds himself pulled into her battle to free herself from the past. Harry is prepared to fight for what he wants, and in this case, he wants Professor M. "For Harry, there was no turning back. The nerves were coiled in his belly, snaking through his bloodstream, pounding in his brain like an infection. Trepidation, however, would not end his quest for her. His physical need for Madelyn was nearly as overwhelming and the need to know her mind and envelop her essence. Whatever made her the woman she was, he craved it as though his hunger was insatiate. This wasn't a game or a dalliance for Harry. He was all in, feet first. Now he had to convince Madelyn to throw caution to the wind and jump with him."

The tale of Harry and Jane continues as they face an innovation, and the irrevocable, unforgiving laws of nature. - This is NOT the actual sequel since unfortunately it was deleted. This is simply a SUMMARY of what happened in it. Book cover made by myself @stylessol All rights go to its original author, Tess aka seasidestyles.

"Take it! Just take it!" I demanded in annoyance, springing my whole body out as I tackled Harry from behind. "For the tenth time I don't want your stupid virginity!"

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

[COMPLETED] * currently editing asset • noun a useful or valuable thing or person. A sociopath mafia member who is far too good at his job, and a girl who never wanted to be a part of it, but somehow always would be. ©lonelyari 2020

Cuando Addy conoció a Harry en aquella tienda de tatuajes, se encontró fascinada por el arte en su cuerpo y no imaginó los secretos ni el dolor que escondía bajo su hermosa piel llena de tinta. Un agobiado y desesperanzado Harry no se esperó que alguien tan inefable llegase a su vida para besar sus heridas y entender sus errores. © seasidehes

Eileen Mae Montgomery, better known as El has been working for the Gucci special designs team for two years now. It's her dream job, but theres one thing she hates about it. The rude, narcissist celebrities. When she is assigned to work with Harry Styles to brainstorm and create his tour suits for his second world tour as a solo artists she was going to treat it as she would any other job assignment. That is until he asked her and some members of her team to join him on tour. El's was going to treat him the same as any other celebrity, but Harry had other ideas. She styled his clothes, but he didn't care about the clothes she put on him, he was more interested in what would come after the show, when the sequins and fun colors turned into a pile on the floor. EXCERPT: "I like you El." "Stop saying that. Stop saying you like me." He drops his hands, looking to me in confusion. "So you want me to lie?" He asks, smirking at my annoyance. "No I'd rather you keep it to yourself." I take my phone out , my annoyance rising, his smirk growing. "You've got three minutes before I leave, so talk." I tell him. "You're timing our conversations now?" He laughs a bit. "Two and a half minutes." "Okay fine. You don't show any interest in me unless we're..." His voice trails off, and I roll my eyes. "Unless we're sleeping together... yes, and your point?" COMPLETED!

"They say insanity is trying the same thing but expecting something new" - Anson Seabra. SEQUEL TO STYLIST El kept telling him it was only meant to be for one night. She kept that mentality, or tried to. Harry didn't believe one bit of the front she put up so he fought hard. Right when he had her...he pushed her away. Through heart break and confusion that neither of them expected they found each other again, but can they make it work, or were they truly doomed from the start? EXCERPT: "When someone like me feels pain, or happiness or anything for that matter, I take it and I go with it... I use it as inspiration." He tells me. "So you wrote a song about me?" I ask, feeling my hands fumble as I try not to act as nervous as I feel while waiting for the answer. "The whole album is about you..." he tells me, and I realize he's more nervous than I am. I broke his heart... we broke each other's heart, and now all we can do is pick up the broken pieces... or try to.