Styels Stories

Sarah, long-time girlfriend of the still invisible Harry Styles, dies from a car accident that Harry claims he caused. Through all the sadness and depression, could Harry fall for his best friend, Charlotte Edwards and make her fall in love with him too? How long will it last, and what circumstances are they willing to fight in for each other? Harry must make a vital decision while trying to stay modest, either to save his budding career or save his love. And the end result could destroy his awaited future..

Ronnie has a weird life her mum and dad fight all the time her dad goes of places and her mum never talks to her when she finds out she can do something with her life by singing and with that she meet her match Niall Horan from one direction and all the boys, her life has changed she now has Niall and the boy and a special uncle Simon and theses are the only friends she got left. FIND OUT !!!! Copyright © 2015 by Always-Forever-Alone All rights reserved. This book thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. No part of this publication may be distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods If you do use any of my work, i don't know where you are but i will find you, and i will kill you. jk jk but i will find you and cut off your balls (even if you don't have any) with a rusty spoon

Once there lived a tree who was destined to change lives.

Diana en Harry zijn heel gelukkig samen maar wat nou als. Harry op een dag weg gaat zonder iets te zeggen. Het enige wat hij achterlaat is een briefje. Zouden ze elkaar ooit weer terug zien of niet.

Hey babe I'm luke wuts ur name

The boys need to get away. They are trying to write the new single of the sophomore album. The decided they needed quiet. They are at a cabin by the ocean. As they're writing a storm warning comes on. There is a hurricane coming their way. When they try to leave, Paul informs then that it's too late to leave, so the boys get to the nearest hotel before the storm hits. Some of the boys start to get stronger feelings for one an other.

حينما يأتي الظلام.... حينما تتحطم الآمال..... حينما ينتشر الفساد..... حينما يعلو الصراخ...... يوجد تفسير واحد لا غيره..... وهو وجود الشيطان.....

Katja is a thirteen year old girl with a hard life. She is okay with every thing that is until someone comes into town looking for her. His name, Harry Styles. Soon Katja has all five boys living in her house, but she can't keep her entire life a secret from them. Slowly they boys learn about Katja's secrets and they learn about the real meaning of love friends and family. Dedicated to @kattho22

It's a fan fiction (ONE DIRECTION! of course!) Niall - Liam - Zayn - Harry - Louis. But it's just focusing on Niall. Enjoy reading it! Please comment and give advice so I can be better. Thanks a lot! :) xx

A quick Harry Styles imagine :)

When Allie thought that no one could ever love her with the briuses and scars someone sweeps her off her feet. in a matter of time she will realize how to open up to him and show him that she truly loves him.

"Dance with me", his raspy voice whispered in my ear. "I um", I stuttered to him. He smiled and chuckled releasing his dimples to me. He put his arms around my waist and pulled me close to him. My hands had traveled to his biceps keeping distance from the eager male standing over me. I shifted my leg to the right and he let out a throaty moan. Then I realized he had a pretty bad erection growing. He looked down at me. "You feel that? That's from you. Going days thinking about the gorgeous girl from the coffee shop from memory. You." He growled into my ear. I looked at him, completely taken back. He pulled me even closer to his body and slightly grinded his hips into mine. Dipping his head down he attached his soft lips to my neck. Nipping and sucking. Marking me. I sucked in a sharp breathe as he licked away the blood from the bruise I was now branded with from the towering male before me. "Harry", he said. "S-Stephanie", I stuttered to him. I ran my fingertips over the newly exposed skin and winced at the contact. He dipped his head down once again and kissed it. "You're mine", he said.