Harrystylessex Stories

An act of revealing the hidden truth. Death, judgement, heaven and hell. Completely lost in the world of fame and the fallen. Calista Webb, daughter and future heir of the notorious business company, Atrium. She has it all-being the hometown IT girl, a rising media darling and with no love to spare. That is until she comes across her old past, haunting her every chance they get. Shockingly, they are tied more than ever than what's to come by time they finish what was left behind all those years ago. The truth is given to all who are worthy in order to seek it... #2 in HARRYSTYLESSMUT (02/26) #22 in GIRLNEXTDOOR (10/25)

During a regular night at a club, Frances meet a very secretive guy, Harry. As they fall in love, their past comes back to haunt them and they both go on the run. As they run they have to overcome heartbreak, fear of finding oneself, and bearing the truth of Harry's past. -- "Frances come back here." He whispered ever so quietly, it scared me to turn around. I continued to walk away from him, knees trembling and all. Even in the summer, Colorado was cold. "I know you'll come back anyways." I could practically hear the smirk in his slithery yet beautiful voice. It was my fault I trusted him. My mistake I believed everything. Oh god, how I just wanted to runaway from him and never see his gorgeous face again, but he was right. We both knew I would just find him again and kiss him senseless while falling in love with him all over again. So I stopped dead in my tracks. "Fine. You win." I sighed and turned around to look at him. The wind was blowing his hair in his face but he still looked graceful. He always won.

Annalise Peters from a small town called Magnolia Springs has been through so much; her sister dying, an abusive relationship and now having to flee to New York City. Multimillionaire, Marcus Styles, generously invites her to stay with him while she finishes high school. Little does she know he has a son much worse than her ex-boyfriend. They say once is a mistake and twice is a pattern...right, Sunflower? // A HARRY STYLES FANFICTIONcopyright © proximity14

Sleeping on the tour bus absolutely sucked. I love Harry don't get me wrong but this bunk is fucking tiny. Managing to get out of the bunk without hitting my head or waking Harry was a major success in my eyes. After a quick splash of water to my face I prepare myself a cup of tea and stare out the bus window, wondering how did I end up here?

I think, based on the title, everyone knows what this is so yeah just enjoy

BOOK REPOST! THESE ARE NOT MY IMAGINES NIKKITHEREDHEAD HAS WRITTEN THESE AND HAS GIVEN ME PERMISSION TO REPOST PLEASE ENJOY THEM AS MUCH AS I DO

Hello, as you might see, the first page I have says that there is a lot of sexual content, and that if you are uncomfortable with that, please do not read these. I will try to make a part every day, and at least two times a day! Hope you enjoy!!

"Call me Daddy."

extras for my story gravity --------- you can find me on my Tumblr at moonchildstyles.tumblr.com

Harry and his bandmates went into Diana's Diner. The waiters went crazy, but one stayed calm. p

harry is just on the edge of thirty-five, and y/n is someone he's sure he shouldn't get involved with. until she seeks him out, anyway, and he realizes no one has ever really shown her how she should be treated.

when two people fall in love it isn't two halves mending into a whole, it's two wholes who have each been broken down, teaching each other how to be whole again.

(lower case is intentional because i'm lazy lol) this story is based on the song bad idea by girl in red enemies to lovers trope this is my first story so don't bully me heheehhe all rights to photos that i take from pinterest are owned by their owners lol this story belongs to me do not repost as your own!

Danielle had been OD's hugest fan since like, forever! Now she was starting to have her doubts ...

zodiac signs: harry styles edition enjoy.

follow along with vampire!Harry and human!Louis as they navigate what it's like when their two worlds collide. Louis works an every day mundane office job, where he makes it through every day bombarded by harassment in the workplace; until the day comes that he literally bumps into Harry as he's making his way out of a coffee shop. what happens when Harry follows the stranger to his home and realizes he's an artist, with a work in progress in the middle of his living room that he recognizes for some reason? Will Harry betray centuries of rules to keep his human? Will Louis trust the creature enough to follow him anywhere? • all credit for the aesthetic photos to rightful owners! •

They taught each other new things; a Styles fanfic. © StylesFanfics 2014. I do not own Harry or any famous personalities here but I can assure you that the plot is mine. Don't steal or so help me God. Get a proper job, you dick.

word count: 26k (i have no self-control oop) content: a ton of domestic banter, a huge amount of fluff, two (2) make out sessions, demon!h putting that tongue piercing to good use, a load of filthy ass smut, him looking hot while doing some spells, and some dogs of course preview: Y/N's attitude is one of timid guilt. "Isn't that tapestry a sacred antique? Wouldn't it be wrong to...y'know...?" Harry belts out a disbelieving laugh. "Since when do you care about defiling satanic artifacts? Thought you'd be all for it." She scowls. "Won't Lucifer find out?" Her boyfriend rolls his eyes haphazardly, waving a hand weakly for emphasis before using it to push his disheveled curls away from his forehead. "I highly doubt it." "I feel like he has a way of knowing everything, H." "He does, most times. But," he holds up his pinky symbolically, wiggling it around with a shit-eating grin curving his cupid's bow, sing-songing. "I won't tell if you won't." The raunchiness of it all is appealing to her urge to be rebellious- an urge he had instilled in her over the months they'd known one another. She reiterates her previous point, trying to convince herself more than anyone because it really is so unbelievably tempting. "It's a risk, and it's wrong." Harry fits her chin between his thumb and forefinger, ghosting his mouth over hers and blinking slowly, establishing a seductive hold. His whisper is warm and raspy, almost as if he's trying to keep their shadows from eavesdropping. "That's what makes it so fucking hot." Y/N follows his lips, aiming to draw him into a kiss, but he pulls back, brows kinking in a mocking fashion. The action silently communicates its intended message: If you want a kiss, you have to give in to me. or demon!harry wants to introduce angel!y/n to his hellhounds but an extremely sinful offer ends up postponing the summoning ritual

𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲..𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘱 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭 *slightly inspired by 'call me by your name'!* *lowercase intended* still writing IN NO WAY AM I TRYING TO ROMANTICIZE AGE GAPS SUCH AS THE ONE IN THIS BOOK