Mallory Monroe is a surgical intern at Grand Meadow Hospital. Harry Styles is a prestigious pediatric surgeon who will do anything to save his patients lives. But what will happen when their paths cross before they even make it through those hospital doors?

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: April 2024 Finished:

Benita "Benny" León despises everything Harry Styles represents: the glorification of violence, the shadow of his serial killer father. Yet, when Crimson Kills is short of a drummer, the chance is too big to ignore. Can she reconcile her principles with the magnetic but unsettling world of a rock star defined by darkness, especially when that darkness starts to bleed into reality? rewritten 2025 » This is a Harry Styles AU Fan Fiction with no ties to Harry Styles. Story contains Mature and Explicit content.

Genevieve and Harry have the perfect life together. Until Harry gets the opportunity of a lifetime to tour around the world. Without any warning, he ups and leaves his life behind. After three years, he's ready to come home. What happens when he finds out there was someone waiting for him all along? Will Genevieve let him back into her life after everything he put her through? (This is a dadrry fic. If pregnancy plots are not your thing, this story might not be for you!) started: January 9th, 2022

in which joelle d'amore is completing her final semester of university in the grand city of los angeles, california. when she finds herself in the presence of harry styles, a piercing man with dangerous agendas, she is permeated with fear. she saw something she shouldn't have and now she's fucked. » He brushes my parted hair, tucking them behind my ears. I breathe in, surprised by the delicacy of his touch. Suddenly, I feel his thumbs trace underneath my jaw only to direct my head to tilt up. "Just because your fuck of a boyfriend couldn't appreciate you, doesn't mean nobody else would. If you think that, then you're full of shit." "I-I don't think that," I tell him and I can feel it getting harder to breathe in the elevator shaft. "Then what's the problem, angel?" He's asking, sliding his thumbs off my jaw to trail over my throat. I can feel his long fingers meet behind my neck. "Why are you comparing yourself to dolls for?" » [non-lowercase] This is a Harry Styles AU Fan Fiction with no ties to Harry Styles or the rest of the boys in One Direction. Story contains Mature and Explicit content. CONTENT WARNING: This story contains mentions and/or descriptions of abuse, alcohol, assault, domestic violence, drugs, mental illness, sex, violence, and vulgar language. » #1 in HARRYSTYLES #1 in HARRYEDWARDSTYLES #1 in HARRY #1 in FINE #1 in LINE #1 in FINELINE #1 in DARK #1 in SEATTLE #1 in 1D » started jan. 20, 2021 completed aug. 1, 2022

"You left me at the altar." Harry's voice rattles unsteady, just like it did on the voicemail he left me that same night. "And after all of these years, I still don't know why." His warm breath caresses the back of my neck, the distance between each exhale growing longer and longer. He was holding his breath, waiting for the answer that I knew might just ruin him. "I left you there so I didn't have to lose myself." The confession was blunt, but after four years, the immense weight that was lifted off of my shoulders with the truth was a comforting equalizer. "I don't understand..." His breathing hitched, and the arm draped around my waist loosen. He didn't retract his arm, but the protective grip loosened as the raw truth flooded in. Tears rimmed at the base of my lashes, but my lips concealed a bigger secret that wasn't ready to be revealed. "Because written in my vows, were promises that my body might not have let me keep, and I couldn't stand to see the disappointment in your eyes or the grudge you would hold against me when I told you that..." - Wedding bells are ringing for Josie Pierce and Harry Styles, but cold feet and undisclosed revelations leave Harry stranded at the altar without his bride. Now four years later, an accidental reconciliation brings them together again. One by one, secrets are revealed, and faults are spotlighted as they're forced to decide if their story has one more chapter left, or if it's time to put an end to their story once and for all.

"Katie, this is Harry, Elijah, Niall and Lucas," Louis introduces me to the four tattoo artists sitting in the back room. They're each working on different designs at their separate stations. "Hi," I greet them, waving awkwardly. Niall, Elijah and Lucas smile at me warmly, each saying a quick hello. Harry looks me up and down, scoffing and rolling his eyes before glancing back down to whatever he was doing. What the hell was that? "Ignore him," Louis whispers. "He's like that with everyone." I stand there nervously and chuckle, trying to brush off the strange reaction. A wave of uneasiness towards the tattooed man with curly hair comes over me. Oh god, what have I gotten myself into? - TRIGGER WARNING FOR: SEXUAL CONTENT / DRUG AND ALCOHOL ABUSE / VULGAR LANGUAGE / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL ILLNESS / SELF HARM / TALK OF DEATH AND SEXUAL ASSAULT / SEX CRIMES

'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?"

[complete] a story where single pregnant mother aurora meets the one and only, laid-back, up and coming, photographer harry styles. watch as they fill the missing pieces in each other's lives, and make each other feel whole again. contains mature content and sensitive themes// 18+ originally deleted at 123k reads

Losing someone is never easy. Especially if it's your best friend. Being in love with that someone though, makes it even more complicated. * Harry and Elizabeth grew up together. They were best friends, each other's happy place. But 7 years is a long time, a lot has changed... Harry is now living his dream, basking in the glory of his success. No matter how big he gets though, he could never forget where he came from. He could never forget those big blue eyes and the hearty laugh that he was once so fond of. And Elizabeth... well, she grew up. She's not the naive little girl she was all those years ago anymore, she sees the world differently now. She does her best every day, trying to get into line and have a normal life like most of us. Running away from your past and building up walls can only work for so long though, and a certain curly headed rockstar might just be able to crumble them all down in an instant. When their paths cross again, the darkness just becomes a tad bit brighter. They eventually fall back to same old habits, the memories clearer than ever and suddenly it all just makes perfect sense again. *** "Love is friendship that has caught fire." //MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT//