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Once Upon A Bullet

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LECTURAS 373
Votos 11
Partes 7
Hora 1h 11m

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I  played over and over the reason why I'm in here. I've been here for already one year. I heard steps comming closer and closer to my cell. ''Styles! Look what I've got! '' I heard a familiar voice from the doors of my cell. I got up and slowly  walked to the cell's door with my head down but my eyes on a girl a little smaller than me in oversized sweater and tight jeans with a little bit of hair running from her bun and on her face. Could she really do something so seriouse to get in the place like this? She's just another 'innocent' little daddys girl that I'll have to be in here for 24 hours until her parents don't come and take her home. ''What is that?'' I said and she looked at the floor. I tryed to catch her eye but she didn't look away so I failed. '' Whatever it is, it's your cell mate from now on.'' He said unlocking the cell. I took a step back so she could come in. '' C'mone lad! If this commited a crime then I'm queen Elizabeth II !''  I said trying to explain she is daddys girl that is all I-sleep-in pink-and-am-on-diet kind of girl.  She walked in..well, he pushed her in and she looked away again while he was locking the cell. ''Well, injoy the rest of your day my queen.'' He joked on my explanation.Todos los derechos reservados

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Thanks for Being There- a Harry Styles Love Story de GracieT21

We ran through the crowded, messy, but beloved streets of our city, Manhattan. He gripped my hand and pulled me further as we sprinted by stores, stands, and plenty of people. I tried to turn around to see if the cops had gained on us, but my head whipped back around to see a stroller straight ahead of me. I took a sharp left and barely dodged it. I could tell he needed a break, so we sprinted into an alley. In the middle of the deserted alleyway, he stopped and tried to quit panting. All of a sudden, I saw a bright blue uniform, two, on either end of the alley. The cops, dang. Each of them had a gun pointed straight at us. They slowly edged towards the two victims in the middle, which just happened to be me and him, but refused to lower their weapons. Harry looked furious. “Try me,” he teased at the cops. “THAT’S IT!” bellowed the one to my right. “You’d better try to shield yourself.” He got ready to pull the trigger. My heart started to race as fast as the bullet would come. I felt Harry’s hand tighten around mine. Just as I heard the gun fire, Harry threw his other arm around me and we crashed to the floor, and I blacked out.

My Shoes (Harry Styles Fan- Fic) [Completed] de BeklesF

"So, Wednesday, it says here that you've been singing for a long time. I find it hard to believe that you've only just been discovered; your thoughts on that?" The blonde interviewer asked me, dipping the microphone towards me. "I've been singing for years. My brother and I were forced into going to lessons together when our parents discovered that we could hold a tune, so I thank them a lot for my success, but it doesn't bother me that I've only recently been discovered. Of course, it's a dream come true, but if this time hadn't worked, then I would have picked myself up and started climbing again." I answered truthfully. "Those are some very inspiring words, Miss Styles." The blonde smiled then looked down at her papers. "And speaking of your last name, it must help having the same name as the famous boy band member, Harry Styles, almost a blessing." She laughed, microphone returning in front of me. My jaw tightened momentarily. I chuckled humourlessly. "I wouldn't say that; more of a curse." I said in a bored fashion, not really interested in talking about the famous boy. She cocked a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me, smile slipping of her face. "A curse..? Why would that be?" She asked, pushing the microphone closer to me further than she had before. I sighed, realising I had just bad mouthed a celebrity. Figuring that now was as good as a time as any. "....Because he's my brother."

Kryptonite (A Harry Styles Fan Fic) de SaySayT7

Maylee Ivanov is a simple 18 year old, going to college, bla bla bla the usual 18 year old life. But her job? She's a professional assassin, her Aunt is her boss and life is swell. When she was in high school she was best friends with no other than The Harry Styles, but after he preforms at the X-Factor they lose touch and forget about each other for three long years. May soon gets a new assignment, How will she react when she finds out Harry's her next victim? I sit up straight and turn around in my seat, “Zayn, shut the fuck up.” I give him a blank stare. He smirks, “Aw, is little Maylee mad.” I look at Harry who’s eyes are wide, with a smirk on his lips. He knew I hated being called Maylee, he was the only one who called me Maylee, he only called me that when he was being serious or caring. I only allowed him to call me that. It sounded wrong coming out of Zayn’s mouth. “First off, do not call me Maylee and second, I am your bodyguard I could take you down without breaking a sweat.” I smirk at him, not breaking eye contact. This was my job, being intimidating and not having fear of people threatening me. He grins, “We’ll see about that.” I break out into a grin, “Any time, Malik.” He laughs, “So why can’t I call you Maylee?” I glance at Harry again who’s hiding a smile while looking at his phone, “Just go back to sleep, Zayn"

Harry Styles: Instant Attraction de sweetersensations

Harry Styles held his breath as his blind date emerged from the car outside. Nervously he watched from his unseen position in the restaurant bar as the car door opened - and his jaw dropped, fingers tightening on the glass he held in his hand. As he stared, an incredible pair of tan, sinuous legs folded out, and petite, high-heeled feet were placed on the pavement. Black, lustrous hair tumbled down her back and he instantly wanted to know what the weight would feel like in his hands. And then she exited the vehicle, standing and facing the restaurant square on, hands nervously smoothing her dress, teeth digging into her bottom lip as she looked toward the doors with obvious indecision. Harry sucked in a sharp breath, feeling like he'd been punched in the gut. Butterflies exploded into life within him. He stood up suddenly, mouth dry. The stunning, instant attraction he felt took his breath away. This blind date was suddenly a game changer.

Unfathomable Secrets {Punk One Direction} de 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||

Vindicated de 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 :)

Killer Love de jmstoriess

He extends his hand out for me to shake. "I'm Harry Styles by the way." I almost laugh. Like I already didn't know that. Instead, I slide my sunglasses onto my head and grasp his calloused hand in a firm handshake. "I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you." ••• Killing people (bad people according to the agency you work for) is something you have been doing for a long time. Sure, it doesn't get better the more you do it, but you find ways to suppress those feelings. Especially when you're assigned a new target, Harry Styles. The objective is to kill him, you never expected to fall in love with him. Your heart was never supposed to be a casualty.

weapons † hs de the1dfanfics

"Styles, meet FBI Agent Caroline Forbes. She will be on your case and with you every day until she gathers more evidence and can turn you in, or you confess," the Sheriff informs me as I glance from him back to her, and she gives me a polite smile. "Agent, meet Harry Styles." She nods slightly before extending her hand down for me to shake, meeting my eyes. "Agent Forbes, but since we have to spend every day together, you can just call me Caroline. How do you do?" My eyes flicker from her hand to her eyes as my fingers trace my bottom lip, a cocky smile forming on my face. "I'm usually a bit rough and quick, but just tell me how you like it, baby." And the way her expression changed in an instant informed me just how easy I would get out of this, and how much fun I would have with her in the process. - ♕ - The first book of a romantic-comedy series in which a psychotic serial killer feels more than he ever wanted or imagined for the blonde following him around with handcuffs- and NOT the kinky kind. [COMPLETED SEPT. 2017]

RED ROOM [H.S] de sweetfixs

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Thanks for Being There- a Harry Styles Love Story

We ran through the crowded, messy, but beloved streets of our city, Manhattan. He gripped my hand and pulled me further as we sprinted by stores, stands, and plenty of people. I tried to turn around to see if the cops had gained on us, but my head whipped back around to see a stroller straight ahead of me. I took a sharp left and barely dodged it. I could tell he needed a break, so we sprinted into an alley. In the middle of the deserted alleyway, he stopped and tried to quit panting. All of a sudden, I saw a bright blue uniform, two, on either end of the alley. The cops, dang. Each of them had a gun pointed straight at us. They slowly edged towards the two victims in the middle, which just happened to be me and him, but refused to lower their weapons. Harry looked furious. “Try me,” he teased at the cops. “THAT’S IT!” bellowed the one to my right. “You’d better try to shield yourself.” He got ready to pull the trigger. My heart started to race as fast as the bullet would come. I felt Harry’s hand tighten around mine. Just as I heard the gun fire, Harry threw his other arm around me and we crashed to the floor, and I blacked out.