She stirred her tea slowly. "I'm not your babysitter, you know." "Says the girl hired to keep me from combusting." "I was told 'companion with boundaries.'" Harry narrowed his eyes, then grinned like the cat that found a string to pull. "That's adorable." "Don't flirt with me before I've had caffeine." "Wasn't flirting." He stepped closer, walking past her toward the fridge, close enough that his arm brushed hers - possibly by accident, possibly not. "If I flirted, you'd know." She rolled her eyes so hard it hurt her forehead. "What are we even doing here?" Harry paused, hand on the fridge handle, then looked over his shoulder with that look - the one she couldn't read yet. "Trying not to kill each other, apparently." © 2025 . All rights reserved.

Nova Thompson- sorority president and junior in college. She was smart, fun, and outgoing. Nova was also a huge family person- so when her little sister asks her to go to a Harry Styles concert with her, she can't say no. When an unfortunate circumstance turns into a very happy coincidence, the 'perfect' girl and the rockstar have a quite unforgettable meeting. *WILL CONTAIN UNDERAGE DRINKING, DRINKING IN GENERAL, AND SEXUAL CONTENT*

~ I swallowed harshly, "Please don't. Please don't kill him." The man on the floor let out a broken cry at my feet, I got down onto my knees and took his hands into mine. He lowered his head to my hands, sobbing all over me. I felt my eyes brim with tears at the sight of him before me, trying to soothe my thumbs against his skin, but he was holding my hands too tightly. "P-please don't." I looked up at the man. His eyes were a green that I'd never seen before. Despite how bright they were, I could tell that there was absolutely nothing kind behind them. He looked down at me. The only word to describe his face was bored. He was bored at the appearance in-front of him. In an instant, the man stood behind leaned forward and shot him right through the side of the head. Dodging my hands, but ultimately, blowing the man's brains all over my face. He went limp, falling onto me. I gently lifted my hand up to my face, feeling something unusual settle in my mouth. I brought my hand back before me and saw blood all over myself. It was in my mouth. I crawled back away from the man, slowly. I couldn't hold myself up, with the weight of him on me too. I'd failed to move, the weight of him actually suffocating me now. Sobs were beating against my chest, heavy and stuttered breaths fought them back. I screamed. I was faced with no other than the true devil. Ranked #1 in HarryStyles. 22.03.26 Ranked #1 in Darkharrystyles 26.03.26

single mother nadine huron has lived in holmes chapel, cheshire all her life. it wasn't supposed to be like that, but when she found out she was pregnant, there was no reason for her to leave. she's spent the last four years busting her ass to give her daughter, andie, the best life she could possibly have. single father harry styles has just recently come back to holmes chapel, cheshire. after the incredible success of his first five books, he's decided to remove himself, and his daughter lennon, from the hustle and bustle of new york city while he writes his sixth novel, and venture to the quiet that is his hometown. when fate brings the two of them together-no, back together-nadine and harry are faced with a situation that would appear to come right out of a romance novel, or coincidentally enough, right into one. ***** started: january 2022 finished: august 2022 *warning ! this story will contain smut and mature language/themes* highest rankings: #1 - alexandra shipp #1 - just friends #1 - daisy edgar jones #2 - soft #3 - dadrry #4 - hsau #5 - heart-warming *all lyrics and song titles used are property of taylor swift and company*

I cupped her face in my hands, rubbing my thumbs in circles over her cheeks. She was having trouble finding words to describe what she felt, and I could relate. I loved her more than words could describe and telling her I loved her was almost an insult to my true feelings for her. My heart ached at just the thought of her not being with me. I honestly don't know what I would have done with myself if I had never went to that stupid party and met her. But, I have a feeling, we would have found each other, eventually. This love's too strong to ignore forever. Both of us had pieces of us missing, that neither of us were aware of until we met. We were like two puzzle pieces that finally connected. "I love you," I whispered, leaning my forehead against hers. "I love you more," she replied in a small whisper, her hand reaching up to caress my cheek while the other rested on my thigh. I shook my head, annoyed and charmed by the audacity she had to think that she could possibly love me more. "I love you most," I persisted, causing her head to moved away from mine as she looked into my eyes. "Always?" She questioned, her eyes unreadable for a moment before a flash of fear passed through. "Forever," I assured her and meaning it. We could live an entire lifetime or for eternity, and my love for her would never fade. It would only grow. There was nothing in this world that would ever change the way I loved her. My, Katarina.

a killer instinct was coined in the early boxing world as a protective, cold mentality that surges to one's consciousness and turns one into a vicious defense practitioner. everyone has a killer instinct. for harry styles, that ruthless mentality always seemed to circle back to one singular thing - her. --- but she doesn't let me go far, keeping our faces inches apart and my lips curl up as i chew this gum in between my teeth. her fingers roughly press into my cheeks and she smiles back with a devilish, lustful glint in her eyes. "you're gonna want me in control more often after i'm done with you, baby." she whispers, taking me aback with the boldness of her statement as she simply smiles before letting go of my face with a light shove. i slowly scoff and she hums as i shake my head at her. "yeah? prove it." i taunt and she sinks her straight white teeth into her bottom lip with a smirk. --- || mature and explicit content, read at your own risk * ||

"I know we're sloshed but, I've been thinking," he started carefully. She giggled at his words, but didn't stop him, so he continued. "About what you said... about boys? Well I was thinking and...I know we've talked a bunch before about how you've never had a boyfriend and you're like... afraid to not know anything... when the time comes. And I was thinking, maybe - if you were ok with it - maybe I. Maybe I could teach you some things?"He squeezed his eyes tight, in shock that the words had made it out of his mouth. In shock that she didn't scream at him or hit him and run away. In shock that she was actually considering it.Her eyes stayed closed as she adjusted her body to get even closer to his. "Sounds nice.""Yea?""Yeah." Or: the college / best friends / friends with benefits fic that no one asked for but I wrote anyway.

Book 1 in the Brother's Best Friend Series. Through drama, arguments, love and lust can you still fall for your brothers best friend? #1 in #Harrystyles (13/11/18) #1 in #Harry (14/12/18) #1 in #styles (13/11/18) #1 in #Niall (13/11/18) #1 in #thrill (13/11/18) #1 in #Amy (8/11/18) #1 in #FratHarry (29/11/18) #1 in #Frat (11/12/18) #2 in #1D (25/11/18) #18 in #Fanfiction (10/12/18)

Ongoing story of Rylee Eversteen and Harry Styles.

In the book two of Quiet, Rylee and Harry will try to move on from their past forbidden student-teacher relationship. It'll be hard because they can't resist each other's love for one another.