*STARTED: March something 2020 7:00 AM*

What ever you do, don't call him James. "It's Jimmy, bitch." Story start date : TBA

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* "People only leave this town in a box 6ft tall and 2ft wide." *** It's 1998, Layla has gone on a one woman road trip to find inspiration and ends up in the middle of nowhere in the country. A quiet place called Clovertown. This leads her to The Lucky Lamb motel, and it's asshole of an owner. That's the least of her problems though. There's something not very lucky about this place. *** Story Start Date : TBA

*CONTAINS MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT* "Trick or Treat?" *** Vivica's boyfriend died 12 months ago, but his murder was never solved. She decides to try and find her own answers by going to where he was killed. It's a sinister place, where people go to be lost, not to be found. Dead Man Alley. What and who she finds is far more than she ever bargained for. ... But it's one hell of a show. *** Story start date : TBA.

This is a collection of randomly inspired fun little numbers involving multiple different AU Harry's. *These stories contain mature and explicit content*

*Story contains mature and explicit content* -READ AT YOUR OWN RISK- Preview// "Do you trust me?" He questions, staring deeply into my eyes. "God Harry," I breath, "I want to, I want to so so bad," I plead, staring between his light green eyes. His breath hitches at my words, "y-you want to?" His face full of worry and so many questions. "Of course I do Harry," I plead. // All right reserved to - Hazza1d2013

All Harry wanted to do was get over his ex-girlfriend, so he got under Ophelia. *This story contains mature and explicit content*

[COMPLETE] Having a crush on your boss is no big deal. Right? Talulah Knight is the assistant to the CEO of a major architecture firm. She loves Madonna, baking, oh and she is in love with her boss, but both of them are completely oblivious. With late nights in the office and boring work events, the lines between professional and unprofessional start to blur.

***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

The tragic love story of a sad girl and a dead boy who must work together to find his killer, amid heartbreak, mystery, and learning that perhaps death is not the end. [COMPLETED]