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Changed for Styles (Punk Harry Styles)

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"What if I told you I could get you in a lot of trouble."   He almost began to laugh, but then he saw the tears brimming my eyes.  "Then, I'll get in trouble with you." He whispers into my neck. I shiver at the contact.   "What if I told you it was unimaginable?"  "Then let's do the unthinkable."All Rights Reserved

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Dark. by darkfic

“I can tell you’re going to be a challenge.” He almost growled. “I like that.” Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. “Harry.” I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male’s hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn’t allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. “You’re mine now.” He spoke in a hushed tone.

Cold. (A Harry Styles Fanfic) by Leah_Roxannexoxo

He catches my chin in his warm hand. "I bet...you want me to kiss you right now." "H-Harry...?" I wanted him to kiss me...I wanted his lips on mine. He lets go of my chin all of a sudden and turns away. "Don't think of me that way...ever again. We can't be."

Unhuman ≫ h.s. by QueenOzzie

When I looked into his eyes, he looked anything but human, and the scariest part was I couldn't find it in me to care. "W-Who are you?" I asked, tilting my head up. He looked at me through narrowed eyes, his pink lips parted as his rough voice sent chills up my spine, "That's not the question you should be asking." "Then what is?" There was a long unsettling silence that had dawned over the two of us. "Not who but what...what am I?" ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. 2014.

Grace |H.S.| by calpmity

[COMPLETED] Nothing is louder than the silence between two lovers that aren't lovers anymore. *** Why am I running away from him ? He's the one that left. He's the one that never wanted to contact me ever again. If there's someone who shouldn't be here it's him. But I didn't have the courage to go back there and see his stupid pretty face again. *** story contains mature and explicit content *** STARTED JUNE 2021

Dreams (Zarry) by MaryC_DT

"This might sound strange, but..." he took a deep breath before continuing. "I dreamed of you." That was interesting. "You did?" "Yes, it was very... intense." "Tell me about it," I said to him. "If you want to. I mean, you don't have to." He had dreamed of me. Does that mean I left just as much of an impression on him as he did on me? I was so curious now and hoped he would share his dream with me. "Uhm... I was so... it felt so real," he said and the hairs in the back of my neck stood up and a shiver ran down my spine. Warnings: Some explicit language Sexual Scenes

mom's boyfriend | z.m. by caramel_arigato

"Because if you cheating on her will make her taste all of the sufferings I've been through, then I would be glad." I said then turned around to walk away when he spoke. "Ever wondered why I stayed with your mother?" He asked me that made me curious. I mean, he obviously doesn't love her, he's not after her money 'cause he's already loaded himself and it's definitely not sex because my mom couldn't give that to him, so what could be the reason? I stopped asking myself questions I can't answer and turned around. Then, he was walking towards me while I walked backwards until I hit the wall. He put his arms on my side, trapping me inside. "S'because of you, doll." What? "M-me?" I can't help to stutter. Since I made myself weak in front of him, he smirked at me while he stroke my hair and put some strands behind my ear. He leaned closer to my ear then whispered. "You have no f*cking idea how hard my d*ck gets when you're around." He kissed me from my ear, jawline, cheek to my neck. "You have no f*cking idea how I wanted to ripped your shorts and slap your ass multiple times every time you walk and sway your hips." His hands trailed from my hips to my ass. "You have no f*cking idea how I wanted to eat your p*ssy and find out how tight it is." He squeezed my ass then sucked and nipped some skin on my neck, making me moan. "You have no idea how I wanted to taste your lips and see your lips wrapped around my d*ck." He kissed me hard on my collarbone, leaving love bites all over me. He went back to my ear to whisper something again. "You have no f*cking idea how I wanted to f*ck the living brains out of you." He whispered then I felt his hand traveled to my thigh and inner thigh then he rubbed my p*ssy that made me moaned. [Written in 2017 - 2018]

-Escape- by tainted_alex

It was scary how he couldn't resist me. The way he lost control was frightening yet only seemed to draw me closer, not that I had a choice. He loved me in every way that a person could. The way I laughed, the way I looked, the way I smelled, and that frightened me too. But to me, the scariest thing about Harry was how I couldn't resist him, how I couldn't escape. **UNDER EDITING** -currently edited up to chapter 19-

Dark [Harry Styles Fanfic] by shellbell98

~THIS STORY IS NOT WRITTEN BY ME! ALL CREDIT GOES TO @han_rawrr FOR WRITTING THIS!!! Enjoy! :D ~ ~This book/fanfic has been completed~ "I can tell you you're going to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." He smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. "Harry." I begged. "You're mine now" He spoke in a hushed tone.

Unfathomable Secrets {Punk One Direction} by horeysteyles

His attentive gaze lingered on my trembling presence for more than I would have thought possible. Our eyes were locked without a slight awareness of our surroundings. We were under each others spell, the tingling sensation followed by his body moving towards mine only enticed the fluttering butterflies in my stomach. His hand made contact with my cheek and all thoughts and self control was lost on my part. My body in his full and lustful possession. He was to do and care for me how which way he wanted. And I was too fall at his dismay If need be. I was his slave, the woman he'd call upon for his disheveled desire and I'd comply without as much as a breath of reply. Another surge of electricity elated my vulnerably limp body. If not for his grasp I'd have my knees buckle from beneath me. "You are mine." His commanding tone demanded with such stern possession. His grip tightening around my hips to lowering hands above my butt. Trembling breaths were exchanged, as well as eager touches. I found myself in complete euphoria in this mans arms. And I was too soon discover said man was of no angelic figure as I'd been deemed to convince myself. Carter was shy and undetermined to be noticed by the cliche popular girls and -the almost figured religious to girls- bad boys. She could never have imagined the thought of finding herself moving to a new university where these things are just what she finds impossible to avoid. But she's kept her own secrets hidden. A fatal past with locked up and secured emotional distress she's bottled up ever since she could remember. So if she meets someone who has darker secrets and a dangerous past, what will she do? Run and hide? Or stay and play? ||WARNING: SEXUAL AND MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR AGES BELOW 15 PLEASE||

✔[Zarry Stylik ] Stockholm Syndrome ✔ by m_cal14

"I think I'm falling for you. Even though I shouldn't have these feelings for you because you kidnapped me. " Zayn's eyes widened before he whispered "Stockholm syndrome." Harry bit his lip and silently nodded, looking away from Zayn. "Harry look at me." ~~A story in which Harry falls for his kidnapper, who hates him because of what he did to him. There was a reason why Harry was kidnapped... (Please go easy on me lmao this is my first story.)

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“I can tell you’re going to be a challenge.” He almost growled. “I like that.” Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. “Harry.” I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male’s hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn’t allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. “You’re mine now.” He spoke in a hushed tone.