Daddystyles Stories

All he needed was some one to spoil. He felt lonely, and depressed. He just needed something, someone in his life to make him happy, so he can make them happy. And he soon plans to find the one, hopefully. ''I believe that if I treat her right, and let her know that I love, that she'll be happy again, and be loved. That's all I want, I just want her to completely happy.. She's the only thing I care about, and I want to prove it to her.. No matter what I have to do to get her to understand it.. I love her..'' (THIS IS NOT MY STORY!!! THIS IS ON www.harrystylesfanfiction.com and the authors are briannalovesniall and ALoveSickDirectioner)

After Violet's parents get a divorce, violets life is turned upside down. From her brother moving to New York with their father, to her mother getting a boyfriend. What happens when violet has to move to Canada with her mom? Keep reading to find out.

Isabella thought nothing could go wrong that night---almost 3 years later she is taking her 2 year old to see One Direction and meet her dad

"you said the magic words and bam! magic happened."

"You belong to me and you will call me daddy, princess. So it's better to get that in your head now than later. Soon enough there will be punishments and trust me, you're not going to like them." - copyright ©️2018 gravelx |all rights reserved|

I've always been a huge believer in fate so I guess it was fate that left her on my doorstep. Fate that someone couldn't look after her anymore. Fate brought her to my side and I pray to God that fate will never take her from it.

He was just my neighbor. But that's what they all say right?

When Zoe has to go to her dad's (Jc Caylon) work, She realizes it's a C.E.O owned by a man named Harry Styles a millionaire.But what she dose not know is how kinky and mean he can be. Will she be able to handle all of it or will it come crashing down Here's a little bit of the story, I was going to go get another pen for dad, I was skipping down the hall when I turned a corner and ran into something hard. I fell right on my bum. I looked up to a man with brown curls and shiny green eyes. "Oh, little Missy who are you and why were you shipping down my halls, I don't allow that?" "I'm sorry sir, I had to go to Mr..... Styles I think it was and get a pen from him, I'm sorry mr." "Well little Missy I don't allow that I think that I will speak with your father," then he bend down to my ear and said" I think you need a punishment. .... " Sorry but read and find out in this very sexuall story Warning kinky age gap if you are not OK with this then I do not advise to read.

when Harry's nanny calls it quits last minute, he has no other option but to ask Adrina if she could play the part. warning: contains mature content and an age gap enjoy! (:

Harry was lost. He needed a light to guide him. She couldn't give him what he needed. See, she was lost too. She couldn't save them both. But she gave him all the light she could supply, until she burned out. And that's precisely what happened. He was supposed to save people like her. She didn't think it was possible to be saved. He was her light in darkness, and she was his. He was a spy, undercover in a popular boyband. But what was she? She didn't even know; But he did. She was his. She was his smile, his laugh, his happiness, his sadness, his everything. His mission? Read to find out. His name? Styles. Harry Styles. © @TheMikaelsonDiaries 2015

Lilly Greenwood. Typical edgey, rebellious, teenager who used unique styles to cover her insecurities. She wasn't very surprised when something extraordinary happened at a concert because of a male specimen being attracted to her older sister, Delilah Greenwood. But something happened to Lilly that none of her flannels or baggy sweaters could protect her from. Harry Edward Styles.

A tale where former boy band member Harry styles and pop star Selena Gomez fall in love

A story where Harry is obsessed with his next door neighbor.... -Lunatic Fringe

when harry gets a promotion and a new young assistant which results in him finding it hard in keeping it strictly professional.

"What are you, completely mental or something?" His astringent tone froze me where I stood. I peered narrowly and searchingly at him for a moment, then decided that he was bullshítting me. I proceeded to walk out the shop door and he caught my shoulder in a firm grasp. I had enough mind to turn around and slap him, but when I did I could see that his usual approbatory disposition was replaced with disinclination. I sucked my teeth and accompanied it with an eye roll. "That was nothing. Don't worry about." I continued my stroll down the street, but he halted my movements again. We were then standing in front of a large boutique display window, people inside browsed the racks and riffed through clothes they only ever dreamed of wearing. "Don't worry about it? Don't worry about it! How do you expect me to not worry about it when my girlfriend just broke a girls nose?" Monee's past the drinking, partying, out at all hours of the night stage of her life. So why is all the drama showing up now. A split decision brings her to face to face with Harry Styles, member of the band One Direction and somebody that she use to know. With him he brings the four other members of his band. Harry and Monee work to continue their friendship but her best friend Lahna complicates things. Lahna always struck Monee as the type of person who hated everyone. Maybe not hated, but overall disliked everyone, but she hand every reason to, with a family that doesn't approve, a guy that doesn't understand the term ex-boyfriend, and a three year old son that thinks clouds are made of cotton candy, and rain is sprinkles. Harry endeavors to bring Lahna from the darkness and show her that some people are worth her time. While Monee attracts the attention of a Mr. Liam Payne, who thinks dating Monee will be a walk in the park but he soon witnesses her slightly demented yet whimsical behavior and rethinks. Is Liam up for the challenge or will it prove to be too much for him to handle?

Skin. Hers to be exact, was something that took over my thoughts within seconds of coming in contact with it. Her skin was smooth and as soft as my coat. It reddened under my belt when she was disobedient. The print of my tie was left on her wrists as a reminder of the night before. The bruises on her neck when she decided to be rebellious. The feeling of her lips on me, when I demanded it. Her skin was what made reality disappear. Her skin was what made life live able. Her skin, was what I needed to continue. It was her skin that made me feel okay again.