"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

Hired Gun /ˈhʌɪə ɡʌn/ noun NORTH AMERICAN (informal) a hired bodyguard, mercenary, or assassin.

This book is an accompaniment to my Platonic series, filled with extras you don't get to see in the story. Extras include social media posts and scenes that didn't make the final cut of chapters. If you have not read or are not reading Platonic or Romantic, please go and read them first to understand what's going on here.

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* Have you ever met someone that made falling feel like flying? ~•~~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Preview: "Do you think, if you jumped from this roof - it'd feel like falling or flying?" I ask, keeping up with our theme of asking random useless questions that we've been going back and forth with for the past half hour. I stare at my feet swinging back and forth, looking down at the alleyway behind the building; pondering the question over in my head that I often wonder too much about. I glance over to Harry when he doesn't answer straight away and he's watching me with a look I can't read. "Unless you were a bird or could fly, it would just feel like falling. Because you'd know you were going to hit the ground" he decides to answer, staring at me like he's somewhat bothered that I asked him that. I look back down at the ground, and shrug my shoulders, "I think if you didn't care about hitting the ground it could feel like flying for a few seconds." ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ STARTED 11TH MARCH 2019 - ONGOING

✼ In Malibu, California in 1965, a surfer and world-famous aerialist undergoes a chain of comedic and not-so-comedic mishaps that force him to re-evaluate who he is. ✼ Most impressive rankings // #2 in Conflict and #62 in Comedy! ✼ Voted #1 in the 2019 VA Awards for both Alternate Universe and Fan Favorite! ✼ Please read with discretion.

[Book 2] The Where We Are Tour is about to kick off, going to parts of the world the band has never been before, along with the making of One Direction's fourth studio album. Now officially qualified as a music producer and establishing herself as a songwriter, Liv will be following the boys around the world as they make the next record and progress from playing arenas to playing stadiums. Last year, Harry and Liv came to terms with the fact that their love for each other progressed from platonic to romantic, and successfully came out the other side from best friends to lovers. Now, eight months into their relationship, they think they have it all figured out. They believed last year was challenging, but this year, their seemingly unbreakable relationship will be tested in ways it has never been before, both across and in front of the world.

"They've figured her out, please, do something to help her...I tried to keep her safe and I failed." He was red; dark and powerful. She was white; pure and graceful. Harry was the most handsome prince ever to rule England. Women threw themselves at him, but he just backed away. He didn't want anyone, much to the Queen's dislike. Harry needed to have a wife. He was twenty-one and at this time, he was already late on the rode to marriage. Not like he cared. Leah was the girl in the corner of every room. She was different and looked over. Being in the lowest-class of society, she was never invited anywhere by anyone. It was just her and truthfully, Leah didn't mind. Nobody knew her name. That is, until one man spots her in a crowd and realizes that she may be his last hope at pleasing his mother. Harry doesn't even have to love her through this all. And what happens when war breaks out after three years? The Prince of England has the power to save this nobody girl. But will he choose to?

Noelle Robinson, 21, was reported missing this morning and is suspected to be victim sixteen to an anonymous sociopath. Commander Harry Styles of the New York Police Department says the serial killer is still on the run and that more news on the tragedy will be released shortly. - Noelle finds herself in a life-threatening situation when she becomes the next target of an anonymous killer kidnapping girls in her area. There have been fifteen girls previously taken and brutally murdered, yet still his identity remains unknown. After her safety is threatened and she becomes the first survivor to escape from this murderer's hands, she finds herself under the protective custody of Chief Commander Des Styles' son: Harry Styles - a rookie fresh out of academy. As further threat is thrown at Noelle, Harry vows in the line of duty to protect her from any evil that tempts itself to danger her - or at least that's what he tells himself. When the two are forced to stay side-by-side, feelings arise and push the already brimming intensity further. Harry never knew that this sole circumstance would change his life forever, and neither did Noelle. - » WARNING: This book was written when I was young and a very amateur writer. There are many plot-holes and things I would like to change, but cannot for lack of time. I leave this story published for those who have fond memories of it. However, my personality, writing abilities, and overall outlook on life has changed dramatically since writing 21 Murders, and I hope that you take everything in this book with a grain of salt. That being said, even though at this time I was a poor writer, I like to think I was a decent storyteller. » December 10th, 2014 - October 15th, 2015 » All Rights Reserved to @silhouette_styles » Revision Started: February 23nd, 2017 » No Translations Please :) » Fanfiction: #125

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

Highest Rankings: #1 in Kiwi #3 in Harry Styles #5 in Harry Styles Fanfic #15 in Harry Styles Fanfiction Katie's a loner in a big city. They only thing she has is her voice. After some serious bad luck, Harry Styles stumbles into her life, just in time for Christmas. Maybe this mysterious song writer with a dark past will be good for her future. Or maybe he'll just become another obstacle standing in between her and a positive one. SEQUEL COMING WINTER 2019