He lives on West 76th Street. T.W: graphic scenes, violent scenes, sexual scenes. DO NOT PRINT MY WORK.

Athiliah Verns spends her days alone, talking to her cat Nyx to pass the time. She works for a designer company traveling the world for different clients, or just staying at the building across town. Or does she? She's worked there since, well who remembers? It seems like forever and she can't bother to try to remember a time from before. A time where things weren't as simple. In a spur of a decision trip she meets a group of new friends, faces events that may flip her world upside down, (or maybe right side up) and uncovers things she didn't even know that she had forgotten in the first place. Was she the only one who didn't remember? Her new friends are promising but not all of them get along with her so well. The two boys can't stand her. And she can't stand them either. They leave it at that, only socializing when needed. But when things start to make sense again, and secrets are revealed to them. There's new tasks at hand. Guess what two narcissistic and self centered guys have to follow along with her to complete them. They were there all along weren't they? She just hadn't remembered. Agent 6 has joined the call. "Has anyone seen Four?"

"Why do you get so uncomfortable around me?" He asked while he stepped closer to me. Now so close that I could smell the fresh and minty gum that he was chewing. "You're so unpredictable and I always feel like your hiding something" I said nervously while walking backwards trying to get as far away as needed, him following me with a small smile. Not a good one. An evil one. Until my back hit the wall. He immediately put both his hands on the wall behind me, hands caging my head. "Oh baby, you don't know half of it." He smirks at me with those all too deep dimples and way to green eyes. I look to the side where his hand is still caging me, trying to avoid his eyes. I can feel them burn into the side of my head like if he tried hard enough, he could see my thoughts and wanders. "Don't call me baby again." I said while I looked back at him, eyes already on me like I expected. / Liv Beaufort is an upcoming model, made to make the world fall in love with her. Living her dream of modeling, traveling all over the world with the job she loves and with the one person she loves the most in the world. Her best friend Jayden Bynes. The last thing she expected in the prime of her life, was the thing she only ever saw in movies. The best advice to have avoided this you would ask? Always read the fine print...

"You know I love you right?" Harry questions sternly while holding my face. "Yes." I breathe out. "Good because I'm going to fuck you like I don't." ------EXPLICIT CONTENT------

❝You drive me fucking wild,❞ he says, pulling at his hair. He moves closer again--this time grabbing me by the waist. I let out a groan as he kisses my neck. ❝Shut the fuck up, baby.❞ #1 ON FANFICTION 04/28/17

My friendship for Harry is laying on green grass on a hazy summer afternoon, hot chocolate in winter and swing sets at the park... But my love for Harry is poetry written by hand in leather journals, dried flowers pressed into novels and open button up shirts that expose my black swimmer tops. I realised something; his pinkie wrapped in mine is a feeling I've never realised I crave so badly. Perhaps because I couldn't have it. Not until now. **** With growing up comes change and for Tilly and Harry - change was their detriment. *this story contains mature and explicit content* * COMPLETED* Highest Achievements: #1 in one #1 in onedirection #1 in hs1 #1 in secretlove #1 in harrystyles #1 in films #1 in onedirectionasthemselves

"god everything about you is just trouble and stress, can you just act like a human being for once in your life and think of someone other than yourself for two seconds. Not everyone lives their life in the fast lane Harry" "Well then baby, buckle up because I'm about to take you for a Ride" ~~ Charlie didn't plan to end up working for the most arrogant, narcissistic, most notorious, and damn good-looking race car driver in the world. She also didn't plan for him to change her life. Charlie, a simple mechanic from Daytona Florida is about to have her life turned upside down when she meets the one and only Harry Styles. unfortunately, charlie finds herself uncovering deep secrets about Harry and his past, which ultimately leads to betrayal of friends and family, lies of the past, and a secret in which charlie wishes she never found out in the first place. Will she come along for the Ride?

It's 2031. The Protector Core - a surveillance & defense program for the wealthy's children - has corrupted society across Europe. For years, populations have been driven into poverty & sickness, reasons unexplained & sealed from the public. Serena has been the poster child of the Protector Core since she was 17 years old - wealthy, educated, heavily guarded, & suspicious of it all. That all changes when Harry enters her life, throwing her into an underground world built from the deception above. A world she never knew existed. The world of a Deviant. /// Strong language, violence, substance use, and sexual themes. Read at your own discretion. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2024 by cxstles

|CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT| "When I first saw you The end was soon To Bethlehem it slouched And then it must've caught a good look at you" -NFWMB Evil; profoundly immoral and wicked. There are things in this world that are bad and then there are things that are truly evil. Sinister. Instances where something is so immoral that someone pure and clean has no mind to comprehend that someone can commit such an act. But there are some who can. Those who have that evilness inside them, that blackness in their hearts. They bring about destruction, devastation, wherever they go. The only thing left behind when they leave is chaos. What they had was a love no one could understand. So rooted in their twisted minds that only they could appreciate it. Every step they took together left the world in pieces around them. Two dark hearts made for the other, and only each other. Evil. Sinister. Destruction. Devastation. Desolation.