She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?

FEATURED ON THE READING LIST 'ONE DIRECTION' BY @Fanfic BEST FANFIC SERIES 2018 - @thefanfictionawards Book 1 of the Lush Trilogy (completed ✓) - Rewritten in 2025 Vicky West has spent her life chasing one dream - to dance beneath the lights of the Moulin Rouge, Los Angeles's most exclusive nightclub. It's the stage she's always longed for after seeing it years ago. But behind the glamorous club lies a man who could ruin everything. Harry Styles, the ower of the Moulin Rouge, is as powerful as he is untouchable. Known for his sharp suits, cold and pompous behavior, he has an insatiable appetite for control. When Vicky auditions for a spot on the team, Harry immediately recognizes that she's a valuable asset to his club. The way she dances drives him mad. But is Harry pursuing Vicky for the Moulin Rouge - or for himself? Highest rankings: #1 trilogy #1 one direction #2 Styles #2 HarryStyles WARNING: Mature content. All Rights Reserved by @butterflytattoo

An average boy Harry Styles life goes weird once he began having visions of having a relationship with a boy named Louis Tomlinson. Harry doesn't have a clue who he is, Louis is just all in his head, that's what his therapist tells him. Harry is insane... or is he? When real life Louis Tomlinson comes to his door step in need he soon realizes that all of the visions he has been having come true. Harry Styles isn't crazy he is just psychic. Is telling the future going to build or destroy Louis' and Harry's relationship? And do Harry's visions always come true?

❝The same person who protects her may be the one hurting her too, it is on her to find out before it is too late. Grace is a confident and smart but pure nineteen year old girl, new adventures are close to her and her friends, she will meet Harry, a charming boy who seems angelic and a simple trip to the Wellington Warehouse will change everything and she will have to put her trust on the least person she expected to get out of there, strange and unexplained events will happen to her and there is only one way to stop it. Evil likes innocence and purity. Will Harry be her savior or her deadly sentence?❞

[Watty's 2015 Winner] one lie. one fake relationship. one million problems. © 2016 Virgo Rose Edwards. trailer made by @novemberdreamer

[Complete] There's a thin line between pretend and reality, there's a thin line between love and hate. How did we ever manage to break them both? ❁ Warning: This story contains strong scenes of drug abuse, bad words, and you may need a box of tissues. Or twenty. Cover by - moonxriver

I've always been a different kind of girl. That girl whose best friends were books but never kids her age, and who was too smart for her own sake but who would never let some step on her. My father is a dreamer, someone who aims too high and I love him very dearly, but sometimes he gets himself in problems... and drags me along the way. I lost my mother when I was barely a teenager but she taught me many things. She always called me her little beauty, saying I was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen, telling me how much I reminded her of that princess in The Beauty and The Beast. Her favourite fairy tale yet my least favourite one. I never thought I was going to have to deal with a beast, a total jerk for my father's sake. Karma got me because here I am, in the middle of a pretty similar situation to my least favourite fairy tale. But I'm not only the beauty to this beast, I'm more than that. I'm brave, I'm bold... I'm Belle. -:-:- BOOK #3 in the Aware Princess Series flower: Amaryllis, it symbolises "pride."

they met at therapy; therapy for sex addicts. (cover by elle)

When I was one, these green eyes met blue. When I was six, those blue eyes became my best friend. When I was nine, these green eyes moved away. When I was ten, those blue eyes made a promise When I was sixteen, these green eyes got noticed. Now that I'm twenty, those blue eyes should have kept his promise.

DISCLAIMER: This story was written in late 2012. I wrote Strings Attached as an adolescent with no idea how a healthy, adult relationship should function. This story is dark and twisted in a way that my teen mind couldn't comprehend at the time. There are more than a few scenes in this book with sensitive content. I--in no way--support rape culture and I do not condone my character's actions. However, as I said, this story was written in an ignorant state of mind. I will not remove this story from Wattpad. It is part of my past and though I am disappointed with the content, it shows how far I've come not just as an author but as a free-thinking adult. Thank you for reading. **Excerpt** "Say... it," She gasped, throwing her head back, cupping my face in her hands so that I was forced to meet her gaze. "You're mine." She held my gaze for a second more, before crushing her lips against my own, arms wrapping tight around my neck, pulling me down to her level. Arms sliding easily around her, she wrapped her legs around me as I lifted her up, lips traveling over her chest and collarbone. She moaned as my hands dug into her tender flesh, pulling on it, their violence a stark contrast to the gentle kisses teasing their way up her neck. Bright lines marked the paths that my nails had etched into her skin, marking her, beautiful red tattoos, spreading out over her entire body. Her small hands knotted in my hair, pulling harder and harder as she fought the urge to cry out...