In order to be taken seriously, Lexi has had to become something she hates; emotionless, ruthless and a little bit brutal. But despite the tough exterior, she has one weakness, a green-eyed man with a smile that makes her stomach flip and ego so big she wants to slap it right out of him.

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [Completed - 01/21/21] Preview: "Tell me something, Killer." Harry murmured. "Tell me what goes on inside your head." "You don't want to see what goes on in my head," I said with a short laugh. "I do." "My thoughts would suffocate you." "Try me." I took a deep breath. "Okay, well right now I'm thinking about what would happen if I just stood up and jumped off the roof." Harry shifted beside me. "My heart would stop beating the second you were in the air." I glanced over at him. "At least give me the option to jump with you," Harry said with a chuckle. "I'm sure I could find a way to save us before we reached the bottom."

'A shameful tragedy it is that our stars failed to align, even though the record will show that we tried so many times.' We're taught to fear the monsters in the dark, the ones that chase you up the stairs, the ones that hide under your bed but what about the ones hiding in the depths of your basement? Have you been taught to fear the basement? The Ripley's and the Styles' are two very different families, sworn enemies. Harry Styles and Emersyn Ripley have never known anything different, the hatred burned into their veins however can't outweigh the deep rooted curiosity in their souls. "This was the story of Romeo and Juliet, how did you think it would end?"

Remnant /ˈrɛmnənt/ a part or quantity that is left after the greater part has been used, removed, or destroyed. When death takes my hand, I will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime. Remnant. A story on grief and loss.

Just when their relationship was flourishing, everything else around them began to fall apart. - Harry's life was centered around a career he wasn't proud of until Noah entered his life and gave him the push to find a way out that he had always wanted. (Soft/Boxer Harry AU)

Raine never liked overconfident people, and Harry never liked judgemental ones. But when everything around them isn't what it seems to be, all they need is each other to make it out alive. • • • "Keep your eyes open thunderstorm, because everyone here has their own agenda and you might be interested in some of them." 18/04/20 #1 in harrystyles 6/11/19 #156 in fanfiction

When Harry hijacks her car in the middle of the night, Harley is forced to become a getaway driver for one of New Orleans' most fearsome criminals. Try as they might, Harry and Harley cannot resist the temptation of each other as they continue to work as partners in crime. She knows it will only end in disaster, but the more she tries to fight it, the further she is pulled into his dark world. - Harley never meant to get mixed up in a life of crime. She spent most of her childhood on race tracks, watching and learning everything her father had to offer her as a pro racer. Until he died. Reeling from loss, she now struggles to make ends meet on her own and must seek out new ways to make money. In a drug deal gone wrong, she finds herself behind the wheel of a car with a gun to her head. A masked man named Harry demands that she helps him evade the cops, so she does the only thing she knows how to. She drives. - COMPLETED HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles Rated Mature for graphic depictions of sex, strong language, drug use, self harm, mental illness, death, and violence. Refer to "BEFORE YOU READ" for detailed warnings.

*MATURE CONTENT* "It's okay to fall apart sometimes. Cherry blossoms aren't meant to be blooming all the time." *** Harry Styles has already made a name for himself and is just about to release his debut album. But when Harry stumbles across the all-too familiar Elle, who has finally decided to follow her dream of becoming a singer/songwriter, his life suddenly takes a drastic turn. More than 2,5 Years ago they disappeared out of each others life. Bound to be seeing each other around, they make the best of the situation and work through the past to try and build up a lost friendship. As Harry starts seeing past the barricade she put up, realising there is a lot more going on behind closed doors, a lot is at risk and choices need to be made. But will hidden secrets, risky choices and unknown pasts stand in the way of being able to become more than just friends? ------------------ A Friends to Lovers, Famousrry, Softrry Story with a few darker themes and twists and sort of slow burn! ------------ *DISCLAIMER* This story includes mature themes and subjects that are heavier and may be triggering. Please read the Content Warnings before starting. Thank you! [ongoing] Highest Rankings: #1 - cherry #1 - songwriting #1 - stylesfanfic Started: 17.10.22

Isla Reid is a collegiate gymnast at Oklahoma University. Back in high school, Isla and her best friend, Harry Styles, became very close to one another. However, when exposed to an awkward situation, a rut was left between the two of them. Harry went to Michigan to pursue his gymnastics career, and Isla faced her own set of setbacks. After two years, Isla and Harry are forced to see each other again. Will the tension be too much to overcome?

in the story ↓ ↓ ↓ "Isn't he just a pocket full of sunshine?" he asks me with a sarcastic tone. I'm still trying to get over the fact he was flirting with me 10 seconds ago. "Who even is he?" I point my thumb back gesturing to the mystery man who seems to be quite a douchebag. "That's Cyrus. Cyrus Gray, the man that lives on the posters of every teenage girl's bedroom, has a body count probably higher than any number you can think of, the big, bad tuff guy with no fears, the lead singer of SeventhHeaven, and my best friend." My eyes widen at the last part. "You're friends w-with him? But you seem so sweet and he seems so-" My words stop abruptly as I feel a pair of hand squeeze my shoulders and a head lean into my ear. My eyes widen at the feeling and I look at Finn who is trying to hide his laugh due to the way I just tensed up. "So what, sweetheart? Go on, don't stop on my account" a voice with a subtle british accent fills my ears as I turn my head to look at the one next to mine and lock eyes with the most intense green eyes i've ever seen.