Hsau Stories

❝𝑆𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎𝑛 𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑖𝑡?❞ ❝𝑌𝑒𝑎ℎ. 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠.❞ ➶ Thought she had finally fallen down the rabbit hole into her own wonderland, only to realize the fairytale was just a beautiful illusion. ➶ Harry Styles x Fem!OC [AU] →Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. While members of 1D are used as characters, their personalities, actions, and relationships in this story are entirely a product of the author's imagination and do not reflect real life. All other characters and events are completely fictional. →Warning: contains mature contents. ✧ Read at your own risk!

Everyone knows Harry Styles-the world-famous musician turned powerful record-label CEO. But behind the fame, fortune, and carefully crafted image is a man Annika has become dangerously obsessed with. What begins as an innocent fascination with Harry's power quickly turns into something much darker. Parties become secret meetings, stolen moments become nights together, and Annika finds herself falling deeper into a world she was never meant to belong to. Harry gives in to their attraction... but when he realizes just how far Annika's obsession has gone, he decides to walk away. But Annika doesn't know how to let go. What happens when love becomes an addiction? How far will Annika go to keep the man she believes was meant to be hers? And when Harry tells her that he doesn't want her anymore... will Annika finally lose the only thing she can't live without?

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"Styles, your stories have been subpar the past few weeks. They're dull and overdone, we need something exciting and fresh, something new. Something no one's ever done before, no one's ever read before." Harry nods, gulping as ideas race through his mind. Dogs wearing sweaters. Denim on denim. Electric cars. Non-GMO foods. "Those superheroes we have flying around here. They've gotta have a story; no one knows anything about them. I want you to get in there, find out where they're from, what their stories are." "Sir, I'm not really-" "Listen. This could be your big break, Styles. The editor position for the features of the newspaper is open, and I know it's what you've been working towards. You get me a story worth reading, the position is yours. What do you say?" + A story in which a young newspaper reporter is given the simple task to write about the city's superheroes....no one mentioned falling in love.

no shipping. Well, maybe, but no boundary breaking, just my suffering portrayed in a UU hs au, in a reader viewpoint. Just a reader slowly consumed by loneliness, something that heads to borderline insanity, and maybe even drastic measures. Might be short, might be long, just a journal of my own representation of my life, since when this book is completed, I plan to commit. This will be used as an explanation for my actions.

highschool au, every character is 15 so just disregard canon age differences *** "They said that?" I nod and bite back an embarrassing squeak, willing my stupid purple eyes not to water. He looked away quickly. "Well, for what it's worth..." I stared at him for a second. No way was he about to say what I think he's saying. "I think your eyes look lovely." *** OR Grayson (nickname Purpled) is the new kid at school. Tommy is the popular kid at school. Fluff ensues. OR OR purpled is a mess and tommy is too but like they totally don't like each other ***

Hollstein HSAU There's just something about Carmilla's new neighbor who kept sticking around despite the snark and broody cloud hanging over Carmilla's head and her usual evasiveness about certain things. Carmilla wished she's not something that makes her heart flutter. DISCLAIMER: Definitely not mine, characters belong to the wonderful creators of Carmilla. Though any errors are, so feel free to point it out if you feel like it.

Eleven demigods. One school. One year. What could go wrong? Minus, well, everything? ~~~ Hey y'all! It's Zoë! Sorry I haven't updated anything in ages, but I've had exams and such keeping me busy. I'm gonna try writing more often now, so stay tuned! I'm also temporarily discontinuing my story 'Highschool Dreams'. I love the concept, but I need to plan more of the storyline before it's ready to be shared! The finished parts will be available, until I start rewriting sometime in mid-March 2025! Happy new years and stay safe! Love y'all!

An insight into the life of Aurora Faye; the parties, the boys, the drugs and everything around that. TW- this story handles addiction, eating disorders, sex, mental disorders and adult content.

"The only way I get the good kind of oxytocin is when I'm fucking her senseless. I hate that girl so fucking much, and I promise that I'm coming back for her." // Tate Morales, once a huge party girl, now engaged to her lovely Liam, is on track for a better and balanced life. But they do say that your past will always haunt you, and Tate sadly isn't a special exception. When someone from her old days decides to make a promise and pops back in her life, he's taking her back down low... But when you're on any form of drug, aren't you high?

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In which Layla Summers is accidentally injected with heroin while being kidnapped by one of the world's deadliest gang leaders. ----- SLOW UPDATES I'M SORRY ----- this story will contain DRUGS, VIOLENCE, SEX, and STRONG LANGUAGE - you have been warned

updating when i write something new !!

When Will goes to a new school he finds himself liking the emo boy at the back of the room. When Will gets to know Nico, however, he isn't as much of an emo as he thought he would be. This is one of the first fanfics I've actually completed so I apologise if it's not the best. Feel free to point out mistakes if you find them. I'm also not from America or that stuff so I apologise if I say weird words. If you don't know what they mean you can ask in the comments.

The British Royal family is one of the most famous families in the world. The Styles' are known for their ownership of the crown, money and beauty. But are those the only things that the family is known for? Or are there deeper, darker things hidden inside the Buckingham Palace? In a story where a maid and a prince find each other in a twisted situation with the monarchy. WARNING! This story contians muture content and language. If you are uncomfotable with that kind of content, please feel free to stop reading this story.

❝𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺. 𝘞𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶.❞ 𝘐 𝘨𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥. ❝𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴.❞ 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳. 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘙𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? * * * After he ran out on their wedding, Elena Kingsly swore she'd never trust Harry Styles again. Although, fate doesn't work in the way you'd want to, it works in the way it should be. What happens in the life of Elena & Harry, when a cupid hit them in the life changing opportunity of acting in the movie Beauty and the Beast? Will they turn it down.. or? (This is a dadrry plot, if you don't like it this story is NOT for you. Everything is fiction here.)

i guess the title says everything you need to know :)

- Possible Trigger Warning - (May contain; mental health, suicide, self harm, smut) "I um...I fell down in the woods when I was running. I fell and I looked at the ground. I saw my hand and my sleeve and the little button on my sleeve and I said to myself, "Ok if this is the last thing I see, I can handle it." But it wasn't! It wasn't the last thing I ever saw. I just kept going. How does someone just keep going after the worst has already happened?! What do you have to change inside to survive?! Who do you have to become?!" When Skylar meets Harry at a support group for troubled teens, she feels like she has found somebody who finally understands, but she realises there is a lot more to Harry than she thought...

Flashing lights. That's all he could see: the pulsating strobe of a white brightness blinding him from the indistinguishable scenario playing out around him. He could not feel. Not the cool, autumn breeze, not the fog-like droplets of British showers, nothing. He couldn't hear anything. Maybe a dull thumping deep within, but nothing recognizable. Attempting to speak, he opened his mouth, trying to form words. He couldn't tell whether he was making any sound, letting out any kind of sign that he was distressed, but he knew it was worth a shot. As he began to fixate on his disabilities, he began to panic, and that's when it all went black. That is, also, where the story begins. // previously called Nirvana //