Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Marigold flower represents a passion, a creativity, but underneath the beauty of such an alluring flower, it is difficult to ignore the cruelty, the jealousy and the grief. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A new Fashion Designer and Photographer Harry Styles has been encouraged to explore his passion for many years. Once he decides to finally throw himself into the depths of his creativity, he finds himself in a situation which becomes more complicated than he could ever expect. The immense protection and privacy of his family is his main concern and after years of being able to control and protect them, he is struggling to come to terms with the loss of them and being so far away. Harry tells himself he is going to protect his own family by putting his work at the forefront of his mind. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Bryoni Melburn, daughter of Lightning Model Agency's Jonathan Melburn is finally given a job that will change her career. Being the face of a new and upcoming fashion brand called 'Marigold' would change her life, and with her Dad persistent on making her the face of the agency, she really can't say no. However, although Bryoni is painted as the girl with the perfect life, secrets surround her. How long is it before she drowns? Or is she exactly where she's meant to be? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This story contains MATURE and EXPLICIT content. This is your only warning :) STARTED 4th Mar 2021

18+ / Very Mature "Please, this is like cliche-central. With a kinky twist." ††† I step under the hot stream of water, soaking my hair, and take a deep breathe. I try and clear my mind, focusing on the way the water feels hitting my body. I turn around, opening my eyes, only to shout out a curse and stumble back. Emma is directly in front of me, taking off her tank top, eyes glued to my body. I hadn't shut the curtains, thinking no one would be in here, and I didn't know if I was happy or mad I did that. I stood there speechless as her small hands grasped the bottom of her sports bra. I inhaled sharply when she pulled it up and over her head, exposing her breasts. They jiggled slightly as she tossed her clothes to the side, and I found my heart rate quickening at an alarming rate. "W-what are you doing?" I breathe out as she pulls her leggings down her body, leaving her in just a thong. "Showering." Emma tells me as if it's obvious.

'We fell in love midday, in the fields of flowers, lazy kisses and sunshine.' My pen glides along the pages of my journal, my hand unable to catch up with the thoughts running wild in my head. "Are you writing another song about me love bug?" Harry whispers in my ear from behind me. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his chest.

When I take a look at my life and all of my crimes, You're the only thing that I think I got right. *** Excerpt: "I'm Harry Styles", he said and I turned to see him over my shoulder with a smirk on his face. "And I'm in a hurry", I deadpanned as I turned around and reached the entrance doors. If only he knew who I was, he wouldn't have that smug look on his face. Again, people are stupid because they are clueless. *** ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @finelinexxangel TW: This story includes mature and sensitive topics such as, but not limited to, vulgar language, sexual content, substance usage, violence, and mental health.

a journey in which you choose to embark as a contestant on love island. after many failed relationships, you decide to join other single and gorgeous islanders for a summer of love. five handsome men enter the villa but the tatted curly haired man rewriting the rules of masculinity is who you want to couple up with. will you find love and win a grand prize of $100,000 dollars or will you be left packing? anything can happen on love island. ✨ - an ONGOING fan fiction of Love Island x Harry Styles MATURE AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE

I escaped my reality by reading fanfictions. They escaped their fanfictions to become my reality.

In which a figment of Harry's imagination becomes reality, in the best and worst possible ways. . . WARNING: MATURE CONTENT

[COMPLETED] Bentley Hale is the best street racer in the Bay Area, but everything changes when she becomes wrapped up with Harry Styles, the new official racer for the Oakland Kings gang. Bentley's got a wicked mind and the attitude to match, but so does Harry. Money, murder, family, love, gangs, drugs, sex, cars, California... what could possibly go wrong? ----------------------- this book contains violence, mature/dark themes, explicit sexual content including kink, and the use of profanity.