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"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?' Actually, who are you not to be? Your playing small does not serve the world. We are all meant to shine. We were born to make manifest the glory that is within us. It's not just in some of us; but in everyone. As we let our own light shine, we are liberated from our own fear, our presence liberates others."  

How far are will you go to help the one who needs it most? Freedom was suppose to be for all. At the dinner of an annual banquet, things are changed.
They surrounded him and lunged for his arms. He warily lifted his head and gazed into my eyes and cocked his head to the side. His chocolate curls tilted to the side and he said, "Harry. Harry Styles." Although citizens won't admit it, we need a savior. One who is brave and determined enough.All Rights Reserved

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My Moment / / H.S.✔ by imaginethebest

I knew she was in trouble. I knew her life was nothing, but a train-wreck; A distaster waiting to explode. I knew she was in agony and I knew her soul consisted of haunting memories and malicious dreams of a man who once brought her immense torture. I knew she was hurting and that falling for her was the last thing I needed on my plate. But with each everlasting glance and with each passionate kiss, my heart never beat the same. Her essence was craved by my longing soul and nothing, even a psycho ex-boyfriend, could cease me from drowning in her eternal love. Every inch of my body flooded with lust for her touch. Every thought swarming around my head ached for her never ending affection. Every move and every word spoken involved the cherishing infatuation of her presence. I knew I would go through hell and back to make her mine and only mine. I wanted her. I needed her. I suspired nothing more than her latency and her body against mine. This was My Moment.

Borrowed Time [h.s.] by sunshineonedirection

As he stepped through the threshold of the door, the light illuminated his golden skin. He must have been at least six feet tall. There was a frown plastered across his face. His brown hair fell effortlessly into sloppy yet perfect curls. His eyes were a piercing shade of green and bore into her like he could see through her clothes, or even through her skin. Eget looked him up and down. He wore trousers and a button up - all black. His button up shirt had the first two buttons undone displaying twin sparrow tattoos that decorated his already perfect skin. The only semblance of color, if you could call it that, that broke up the black outfit was a glimmering silver cross that dangled on a chain hanging between the birds. He fingered a gun attached to his belt, and his chelsea boots squeaked on the wooden floor of the room Eget waited in. "Hello, darling," the man said slowly in a deep raspy voice with a thick accent. "You've gotten us into quite a mess." _______________________________________________________________________________ A sacrifice for a friend. A debt to be paid. When Eget Cohen's life gets turned upside down, she never expected to fall for the man behind it. //TW: sexual content, illegal activities, lots of weird names//

Affluent [H.S] by notreally1D

'A shameful tragedy it is that our stars failed to align, even though the record will show that we tried so many times.' We're taught to fear the monsters in the dark, the ones that chase you up the stairs, the ones that hide under your bed but what about the ones hiding in the depths of your basement? Have you been taught to fear the basement? The Ripley's and the Styles' are two very different families, sworn enemies. Harry Styles and Emersyn Ripley have never known anything different, the hatred burned into their veins however can't outweigh the deep rooted curiosity in their souls. "This was the story of Romeo and Juliet, how did you think it would end?"

Fighting for Love by Finestyles28

WHEN POWER MEETS INNOCENCES Harry styles a mafia king, Louis a innocent boy who has suffered dearly at his fathers hands, what happens when the all time powerful Harry styles come across A beautiful blue eye boy who sends his life into turmoil. Full off drama, Power, passion and a undeniable love 💚💙 "hey boss , there's that kid again , the one we have been seeing around" " I wonder who he is" I say out loud the boy in question is breath taking, beautiful even in his filthy street clothes, I need to get a closer look at this beauty, I think to myself as I slowly move towards him. " Hey" I say when I am close enough and startle the boy who looks up at me. My breath catches in my throat as his stunning blue eyes meet mine. SQUEAL OUT NOW. " ALL FOR OUR LOVE" This is my original story, please don't copy it ,I have put so much of my heart into it to have it copied. Top Ranking 🏅 1 in hurt Louis 1 bottom Louis 1 Louis and Harry 1 Larry stylinson 1 Larry is real 1 larry forever 1 Zayn Malik 1 Louis fanfic 1dark Harry 2 Larry shipper 3 Louis and harry 5 Liam Payne 3 Niall Horan Warning ⚠️ This is a Mafia story, it contains extreme violence, read at your own risk ⚠️ And of course it has a happy ending, it's Hazza and Lou Like , comment and follow for more fanfics to come 💚💙

Fire (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction) by Natashaaax

Hey internet people. So I'll update this story maybe a couple of times a day (because I'm really getting into it.) Give it a vote or even just a read, but I hope you enjoy it, there will be plenty of chapters and maybe even a sequel, we'll see. Here's a sneak preview ------------ “Never leave me, Harry…please.” I begged, my words muffled by my own tears. He shook his head and looked at me. His eyes pleaded, unfathomable words… “Violet. The day I leave you, is the day you order me away, not before, not after.” He declared. He didn’t seem to understand that I would never order him away; I would never give him up. I knew he was the most amazing person; he was one of a kind. He was mine.

Freedom by itstilliswhatitis

Harry Styles had it all. He was a record-selling artist who played on all the big arenas around the world. His shows were always sold out and he had the best fanbase. The only thing he didn't have was the one thing he wanted the most: freedom. He had been discovered at age 16 and he had been too naive. He and his mom had signed a ten-year-long contract and they didn't understand then that they signed away his freedom. His management controlled almost everything. They refused to let him come out as gay. Instead, they made him look like a womanizer, forcing him to go on date after date with beautiful high profile women. Harry was so tired of it. He somehow managed to convince his manager to give him three months off. He immediately packed his clothes and headed to his farmhouse in the north of England for some alone time. To his surprise the old couple that was his only neighbors had their grandson helping them out. A gorgeous blue-eyed man named Louis... Purely fictional. Smutwarning!

Vindicated by chlox1d

I looked up at him, unsure of what just happened. I saw the blood glistening off of his gold H ring as he pushed my hair out of my face, scanning my eyes, making sure I was okay. "You should go back inside and find your friends. Go home and lock your doors." He said as he turned to walk away. "Wait!" I said weakly. He reached the end of the ally and turned around. "I don't even know your name." He paused, his eyes locking on mine before simply saying, "I'm Harry." then turning back around and disappearing into the night. WARNING: This book contains mature and adult themes, like violence, drug use, sexual assault, and other possibly triggering topics. Read at your own risk. - My twitter is @chlox1d, make sure you follow to stay updated! Happy reading :)

Deceptively You |Harry styles fanfic| by harrys_cherryss

Harry's pov: Most people enter my world with either fear or greed in their eyes. Tara? She's different. She doesn't shy away, but she doesn't try to impress me either. She watches, quiet and calculating, as if she's piecing together a puzzle no one else sees. There's a quiet confidence in the way she carries herself, not loud or showy, but steady-like she knows exactly who she is, even if she's not entirely sure of her place here. I've spent years reading people, knowing their moves before they make them. But Tara keeps me guessing. She's not naive-I can see it in her guarded glances-but there's a softness there, a vulnerability she tries to mask with calm composure. She's careful with her words, but when she speaks, she doesn't back down. It's rare to find someone who doesn't flinch under the weight of my name or the shadows I cast, but Tara holds her ground, and that intrigues me more than I'd like to admit. She doesn't belong in this world-not my world. I should leave her to find her way out, let her slip through the cracks before she gets caught in something she can't handle. But the way she looks at me, with curiosity rather than fear, makes it impossible to turn away. She's not a threat, not a challenge-at least not yet. But she's here now, and something about her makes me want to see what happens next.

Harry Styles Imagines by mmithstyles

a book of different harry styles imagines! i really hope you enjoy them, i'm always open for requests! x. ALSO - I WROTE THESE WHEN I WAS YOUNG AND DUMB!!!!! anything about if he cheats/abuses y/n and y/n gets back with him, please if this is happening in real life, speak up and leave that person. Thank you.

Adversity ~ H.S. by thenightischanging

"What's a sweet woman like you doing here all by herself?" His voice is low and raspy, it's hot. He reaches down and tucks a strand of my hair behind my left ear, waiting for my reply. "I'm not sweet. Go back to your table." I tell him firmly. A glimmer of shock passes over his eyes, it's probably the first time he's been rejected. "Playing hard to get, I like it. I don't follow instructions though." he tilts his head as he speaks. "You're a tough shell to crack, I don't know how to read you." "Maybe that's because I don't want you to read me, maybe my pages are better off hidden." I respond, keeping him on his toes and being completely honest. // Maddison Levine and Harry Styles met one night at a grungy bar, she knows he's too pure for her. She turns him down using every last piece of self restraint she has, she can't have him. But Harry doesn't play by the rules, he knows what he wants and he'll get her at any costs; only he doesn't realise how exactly how much she will cost...

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My Moment / / H.S.✔

I knew she was in trouble. I knew her life was nothing, but a train-wreck; A distaster waiting to explode. I knew she was in agony and I knew her soul consisted of haunting memories and malicious dreams of a man who once brought her immense torture. I knew she was hurting and that falling for her was the last thing I needed on my plate. But with each everlasting glance and with each passionate kiss, my heart never beat the same. Her essence was craved by my longing soul and nothing, even a psycho ex-boyfriend, could cease me from drowning in her eternal love. Every inch of my body flooded with lust for her touch. Every thought swarming around my head ached for her never ending affection. Every move and every word spoken involved the cherishing infatuation of her presence. I knew I would go through hell and back to make her mine and only mine. I wanted her. I needed her. I suspired nothing more than her latency and her body against mine. This was My Moment.