It's been an age since i stumbled into him in that hallway. I had forgotten how small this world could be. I had picked myself up off the floor and made myself get better. I thought I was better. I gotta get better.

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

Ho! Ho! Ho! This holiday season, some of your favorite Harry fan fic authors have come together to give holiday themed one shots. Starting Dec. 26th a new one shot will be uploaded to this book every morning through the new year. So join me, @thousandyearsofhope @findyourboatxx @pawriter19 @hessweetcherry and @dontaworrydarlin for some end of year fun! It's like Hallmark, but better because it's Harry. (I'm now regretting not calling this book Harrymark. Hallmarkrry? Anyway...) Happy Holidays! Hope you enjoy!

Lucy Banks is coping with the tragedy of Jake's death like anyone would expect her to... horribly. Although she wants to lock the doors and wallow in her own misery, Jake's best friend, Harry insists that dealing with their grief together is the best way. From the author of the popular 'Wish You Were Here' series, comes a story of loss, betrayal and forbidden love. Lucy's life throws her heartbreaking hurdles, but perseverance and trusting love again prove to be the only way through the dark.

"You were given the perfect name to be a stripper, damn shame you weren't given the ability to dance," he smirks, looking me up and down. "How would you know?" I ask, furrowing my brows. "I've been watching you the entire night." "I wasn't trying to dance well; I was just having fun. Trust me, if I wanted to strip, I would strip," I smirk moving the turn away. He lightly chuckles, grabbing my arm and pulling me into him. "Oh yeah, baby, go on then, strip." ___________________________________________ I DO NOT CONSENT TO MY WORK BEING TURNED INTO A PDF TO BE PRINTED EVEN IF IT'S FOR PERSONAL USE!

This piece was originally written for Patreon and split into to separate posts. She shifted her body again, pushing his other leg open and seating herself between them. Her arms danced from side to side for a moment while she tried to figure out the best position to get at the spot she was working on. Finally she settled herself, pushed his briefs up a couple of inches to give herself more room, and went back to work. "Yeah well Harry Styles didn't want to risk more of his personal information being made public," he grumbled. Y/N chose to ignore that comment, grasping onto whatever shreds of professionality she had left to her name. But that didn't last long, when upon pushing the gun down a little harder in order to fill in one of the eyes, Harry let out a moan from above her. A moan. A fucking moan. Harry fucking Styles let out a fucking moan while she was working on his thigh piece.

Elizabeth Murphy is 35 years old and tired of her life. She wants something different. Meeting Harry Styles at a couples only resort wasn't exactly what she had in mind. But it might be exactly what she needs.

⭐ #1 in Sin, Lust, & Live ⭐ "Get back on the bed." Even though Adonis just fucked me, I'm intimidated, which is something I hate. I wrap men around my finger and leave them with hard-ons for a living. I'm Mistress, Baby Girl, Honey, I am whatever dream men want. Adonis sees right through it, past the facade I put up. I don't like it one bit. Especially coming from an asshole like him. This whole day he has stuck his nose up at me, acted like he is better than me when we do the same thing for a living. Our time on camera came to an end and as soon as I covered up, I was finished. The first thing out of my mouth is, "The show is done." "Well, I'm not," And with that he rips my robe in two from behind and throws me back onto the bed. I squeeze my legs closed, unsure if I'll be able to take him again after so soon. I can't deny that even with his temper and sharp-tongue, he's made me feel things I have never felt before. I don't get a chance to think it over because he forces my legs open and slams himself back inside me. Oh, Fuck.

Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River, a stubborn and somewhat oblivious girl, who just doesn't understand the reasoning behind his nefarious ways but is determined to find out. River comes to realize that Harry's hiding something much deeper than expected... only once those secrets come to the surface, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

a collection of harry styles one shots. disclaimer: this book of one shots is based off songs by taylor swift. the purpose of this is purely for enjoyment with no ties to the actual taylor swift. i am not depicting her songs to mean a certain way. i am simply interpreting them with careful annotations into fictional material. this is not a haylor fan fiction. // WARNING: mature and sexual content. trigger warnings will be added before a chapter when needed. happy reading!