New York
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Ostatnia publikacja sob., sty 1, 2022
TW: knives, blood, abuse, abortion, rape, drugs, sexual context
"Ruby I'm fucked up," he shouts pointing to his head.
"In here many things happen that you don't want to know about"
"Harry you're not the only one who has a complicated past,"I shout back at him. I could break down at any minute thinking about what happened to me.
"What's that supposed to mean?" His eyebrows form a crease in the middle.
"Exactly what you think it means. Trust me you think your the only person in the world who has problems with their past."
Told by Ruby's perspective
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crumble | h.s
{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.Zakończone![Insatiable [h.s]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/263493882-256-k974801.jpg)
Insatiable [h.s]
in·sa·tia·ble adjective of an appetite or desire, impossible to satisfy. Learning to trust and finding ways of getting along aren't really an option for Aurora and Harry. Yet, circumstances force them together when she finds herself stuck in the middle of all of his problems. She quickly discovers that sometimes in order to survive ones company you must become... insatiable. ••• "When you're a kid you are taught that the devil is something you should be scared of. The image of him is etched into your brain at an early age causing you to become terrified of the idea- And I used to be. Until I met him for myself. I was told of a red creature with horns, but I was never warned I'd be mesmerized by a pair of green eyes and velvet lips." ••• STARTED: JULY 3, 2022 COMPLETED: MARCH 24, 2023 ••• HIGHEST RANKINGS: 🥇in harrystyles 🥇in harrystylesau 🥇in darkharry 🥇in ninadobrev 🥇in zaynmalik 🥇in 1D 🥇in niallhoran 🥇in mafia 🥈slowburnZakończone
Electric Box |H.S|
*COMPLETE* MATURE CONTENT (18+) PLEASE DON'T COPYRIGHT "Go fuck yourself Harry! this conversation is over you need to leave" I hate him so much, but I seem to not have listened to my words and thoughts as I move way closer by his lips. "All you have to do is stop with your attitude darling and turn around and slam the door in my face, but we both know you don't wanna fucking do that" He's fucking right, but I can't seem to move now as we both stare into each other's green eyes. I don't know what took over me, but all of a sudden I took him by his collar and place his lips on mine... Just at 25 Ruby Jones is a single, beautiful, sexy, shy redhead Mother and is struggling with her life. She had her son at 20 with the help of her grandparents and father of her son but no longer together because of his temper, and her parents died when she was just 5 in a car accident to a drunk driver so her life isn't easy. In general she is a stay at home body but she needs that to sort of change even if she's a mom and has responsibilities she wants to try and have fun for once. That being said she has to find a new job fast so when she finds one that makes very good pay she seriously has no idea what's about to hit her. At 27 Harry Styles the grumpy, dashing, mysterious man has it all, he's rich, ladies all over him, lives in a Penthouse in Manhattan, has two successful jobs, club owner and believe it or not a 1st grade teacher. He doesn't need to complain about life but sadly his childhood was so terrifying it scarred him forever, he'll always want to know what love feels like but he shelters himself because it's for the best. He tries to better himself starting in September, so he's getting ready for back to school night at Rockport Elementary where he teaches and he has no idea that this pacific night his entire life is about to be flipped upside down. Hope you enjoy this story GoldenGirlyyy<3 COMPLETE ❤️Zakończone
𝐄𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐀, niall horan
† 𝔩𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔢 /ˈ𝔩ɪ𝔪ə𝔯ə𝔫𝔰/ 𝔞𝔡𝔧𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔢: 𝔞 𝔣𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔡 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔟𝔬𝔯𝔫 𝔬𝔣 𝔯𝔬𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔠 𝔣𝔦𝔵𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫; 𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔬𝔟𝔰𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔰, 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔯𝔢𝔠𝔦𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔶, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔠𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔢𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔫𝔠𝔶; ∴ 𝔡𝔢𝔳𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔲𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫 † "Then tell me," I rasp. "Tell me and I'll deal with it. I'll handle it. Just-don't shut me out." "I can't," she says again, voice breaking. "I can't tell you. I can't be with you. And I can't stand here and watch you break and know that I'm the reason." She swallows hard, her throat moving. "Please don't make me explain it. Please just... stop." I take a step toward her anyway, rain dripping from my eyelashes, my chest hollow. "I don't care if it kills me," I say, and it's not bravado; it's a man with nothing left to barter. "If that's the price, fine. At least then I get to be with you before it ends." She makes a small sound, half sob, half laugh, and it's the most human thing I've ever heard from her. "Don't say that," she whispers, almost fierce. "Don't ever say that." She holds my eyes for one last beat, lips parted like she might say something else - something that could undo all of this, something that could make the rain stop mattering. But she doesn't. Instead, she exhales, low and unsteady, and shakes her head. "I'm sorry," she says again, softer now, like a confession. Then she turns. And that's it.
Still : A Niall Horan Fanfiction
"You sure?" Niall checked. "I'm sure," I confirmed. And in no time at all, the two of us had become almost part of each other in a way. We were lost in each other and our bodies with pleasure and love. ----- Sequel to Black and White : A Niall Horan Fanfiction ⚠Contains strong language, alcohol usage, self-harm references, sex references and some sexual parts. If these trigger or affect you in any way please simply stop reading and block me instead of reporting so others who do not get triggered can still read this⚠ [completed]Zakończone![RED ROOM [H.S]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/254956273-256-k782053.jpg)
RED ROOM [H.S]
***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."Zakończone
Deceptive {H.S}
"Why do you care?" he asks. But it's not soft. It's sharp, defensive, like he's already bracing for the answer. I want to tell him the truth. Because you saved me. Because you're the only one who makes me feel real. Because if you fall apart, I don't know what happens to the rest of us. Instead, I just say, "Maybe I want to understand." He scoffs, no humor in it. "You don't. Trust me." Silence stretches between us. Then he steps forward, close enough that I can see the way his hands won't stop shaking. "You already know too much," he says, voice low. "More than you ever should've." I don't look away. "Then tell me the rest." He shakes his head. "It's not your place. You don't get to ask." "But I am asking." He exhales sharply. "Jesus, Lily. This isn't a story with a clean ending. I'm not a mystery. I'm a goddamn warning sign. I'm dangerous." I flinch, but I don't move. And that pisses him off more. He takes a step back like he's going to leave, then pauses. His eyes flick to my jacket. In one quick motion, he reaches in and pulls out the burner phone. "I think this belongs to me," he says, tone sharp but quiet. No accusation. Just fact. I don't respond. Just watch as he slips it into his pocket, like closing a door I wasn't supposed to open. He looks at me for one long second, jaw clenched. "Go home," he says again, this time like a warning. And this time, I believe him. He crushes the cigarette under his boot, turns his back, and walks down the alley, leaving me standing in the dark. - Lily didn't ask to be assigned to him. Harry Styles is a name whispered like a warning, famous for his ink, infamous for everything else. Brooding. Untouchable. But Lily has a habit of looking too closely. And when she finds something she shouldn't, the line between curiosity and consequence begins to blur. He told her to stay away. She should've listened. - TW: emotional abuse, manipulation, drugs, sex, violence, trauma.Zakończone
Caught in a Landslide (ft. Harry Styles)
Alexander and Sophie's marriage was already shaky. The romance was gone, they had started moving in different directions and she felt stuck. After a move to New York City, things took a turn and her life got much more interesting - when she met Harry. Author's Note: This is a fanfic starring Harry Styles. I've never met him & wrote this out of pure admiration. There are a few adult situations in this story..I have placed an * near each chapter with sexual content. Please let me know what you think. Hope you enjoy! P.S. The title is a line from Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody': "...caught in a landslide, no escape from reality..."Zakończone
{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.
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