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ASTERIA

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1dff albuquerque blackcomedy darkcomedy drugdealer fanfiction gangwar ghost harrystyles journey newmexico niallhoran onedirection paranormal roadtrip witches zaynmalik

The Puff-Buck boys travel around the countryside and desert areas of America to sell drugs to bikers and other gangs. This trio of young homeless men namely Harry Styles, Zayn Malik, and Niall Horan travel around in their Big old RV which is their home, solace, and everything.

ASTERIA, a vengeful spirit that haunts an old house in the middle of the dry grounds of Albuquerque.

Amidst the gang wars raging in Albuquerque, when fate weaves the paths of these reckless young men and the spirit of Asteria together, they're forced on a journey of escape, revenge, and unity.

"You want it darker, we kill the flame"
- Leonard CohenAll Rights Reserved

1dff albuquerque blackcomedy darkcomedy drugdealer fanfiction gangwar ghost harrystyles journey newmexico niallhoran onedirection paranormal roadtrip witches zaynmalik

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The Last Burden by nashlycam23

"I hate you." Was all I could manage to say, given the fact that I was battling my emotions. I just lost all four of my brothers, and I'm being taken by our most greatest rival. We've been enemies for centuries. Our gangs have never gotten along because we always treat each other with disrespect and steal each other's junk. Not to mention we go into each other's territory and rob what could of been theirs. There's no doubt in my mind I will be treated horribly while I'm in the arms of my enemies. They won't show any mercy and they will be very abusive when needed. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if they beat me up because they were bored. "Well guess what? We hate you too." Harry commented before he slammed the door shut and made his way to the passenger seat. "I'd say get comfortable and enjoy the ride since it's gonna be long. But since you're the f***ing enemy, have fun living in hell for the rest of your life darling. Your life is in my hands now." Harry grinned evilly as I felt my breath hitch in the back of my throat.

Achilles Heel |h.s| by dontyaworrydarlin

* THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* Please refer to the list of possible triggers and kinks. Harry Styles. Twenty-Five. Green eyes. One hundred and ninety-six pounds. Six foot even or one hundred and eighty-seven centimetres. Born to Anne Cox and Desmond Styles. Parents whereabouts unknown. No known surviving family. Styles is best with guns, poison and the concealment of his victims for none have been found. || Astar works with MI6 as a secret undercover agent, taking on a new identity to try and infiltrate the Devil's Tribe. Will she be successful? Will she be able to go through all of the hardships? Will she follow the rules or fall apart somewhere along the way? STARTED: FEBRUARY 2021 FINISHED: FEBRUARY 2022

Lost by arcticxash

When I wake up I feel cold and my whole body is in searing agony. On one side of my head my curls are wet and matted down, and I can only assume the wet substance is blood. I realize that my hands are tied behind my back, I'm gagged..and in nothing but my underwear. I open my eyes to find myself in a large basement with only one light. I have no idea where I am or who took me here..I'm lost..and I pray to god that someone, somehow...will find me. Larry Stylinson Fanfic: A/U An eighteen year old Harry Styles gets taken one cold winter night by a man in a black van. When he wakes up, he finds himself alone, tied up in a cold, dark basement. Will anyone ever find him? If so who? And more importantly, what will happen in the aftermath?

Iniquity [h.s] by _fallingkiwii

SEQUEL TO INSATIABLE. in·iq·ui·ty noun immoral or grossly unfair behavior. To say that Aurora is struggling would be an understatement- truthfully, she's barely getting by. Merely a shell of a woman who has lost herself in the path of one man's destruction. A life without Harry and the heartache that followed was something she never could have imagined. But what happens when the man who once had her heart, and ultimately destroyed it, makes his return? Will Rori and Harry ever be able to mend their broken hearts? Will their lives ever be the same? ... or in the end will they have to overcome obstacles of the past, present and future to be able to face their own acts of iniquity? ••• His eyes narrowed at me, "So what does that mean then?" "Does it have to mean anything?" I quickly countered. Harry's head tilted to the side, his eyes watching my face as his hand slowly raised up between us. "Tell me that it didn't." He spoke, his voice lower now. His hand inched towards me until finally the back of his fingers were brushing softly across my cheek. "Tell me you don't miss this feeling." I couldn't help as my eyes fluttered closed, "What feeling?" "You know what I'm talking about, Rori... I feel it too." ••• STARTED: May 8, 2023 ••• HIGHEST RANKINGS: 🥇harrystyles 🥇darkharrystyles 🥇harrystylesau 🥉llh

PULSE [H.S] by kizriz

[COMPLETED] Kizalyn Reeves has fiercely fought to establish stability after a turbulent upbringing. While opening her tattoo parlor offered hope, an abusive relationship cast a shadow over her newfound independence. Determined to defend herself, she turns to boxing at Knockout Arena, only to encounter an arrogant instructor. Despite his hot-tempered attitude, she finds herself drawn to his circle of friends. However, a late-night visit uncovers the gym's sinister secrets, plunging Kizalyn into a dangerous world she didn't know existed. Her world is shattered by a single gunshot, forcing her to place trust in an unlikely ally-the very person that pulled the trigger. -- "115," he says, his breath hitting my face. I stammer, "What?" "That's how high your pulse is right now," he says as he presses his body further against mine, closing any gap that existed between us. His thumb grazes over my lips, his eyes dark. His hands are off of me abruptly, and he walks away, heading for the stairs. I stare after him, unable to move from my position against the wall. He looks back at me, a coy smirk forming on his face. He says, "I'm dying to find out how high I can make it go." -- **WARNING This story contains heavy use of violence, drug abuse, domestic abuse, sexual content, drug addiction, and illegal activities. Read at your own discretion. Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this story share names with famous individuals, but they are entirely fictional and do not represent or depict any real-life personalities.

Saving Styles by sarbearfive

Sometimes in life we stumble upon someone by accident who opens up an entirely different world that we never knew could exist. They change us, make us better and ensure that no matter what happens we can never go back to being the same person we were before them. They set your heart on fire and make you feel like the cracks in your soul were somehow made for them to fill, as if they are a part of you that you never realized was missing. Can love really heal all? Or will they both be destroyed by the things that broke them in the first place? Harry and Hannah are in for the fight of their lives, the ultimate battle between a broken heart and a dark past. "You once asked me who saves me and I didn't have an answer. Well, I did, but I was too chicken shit to say it. It's you. You save me. You are my light. When I look into your eyes, it's like it shines on the darkest parts of my soul and I suddenly feel like maybe things aren't so bad, like maybe I deserve better. But sometimes when I look at you, I see that same darkness dimming your light, like I do the opposite to you that you do to me. Out all of the shitty things I've done in my life, I hate myself for that the most." ***Absolutely NO translating or reposting of this story. NO EXCEPTIONS.

Immaculate by georgiarose35

"Harry just wanted some solitude and privacy. He wanted to remember what it was like to feel 'normal'. But he ended up on the verge of death, in a distant and dangerous place. When all seemed lost, she came to his rescue. And it changed life itself, the lives of Harry, Loui, their families, Niall, Liam and Zayn, forever." Note - I am a "Larry" who loves and respects the 1D boys deeply. English is not my first language. I respect Harry and Loui's freedom. This is just fiction. Be kind to my story. Thanks. I want to thank my "Golden Friend" for being my first reader, and for making this beautiful cover for my larry-fanfic. My Golden Friend, you are the best!

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 :)

$Crimson Angel {H.S} by haylorshouse_$

"What's your favourite word?" I ask quickly, hoping to ease the tension building between us-though I think I'm the only one who feels it. He pauses for a moment, his gaze focused on his thumb still gently tracing circles on my hand. Without looking back up at me, he responds, his voice soft, barely above a whisper: "You." // Clover has always dreamed of a fresh start, so when she moves to Seattle with her best friend, Maycen, for university, she's excited for the adventure ahead. It's there that she meets Harry, a charming, enigmatic man who quickly captivates her heart. When Clover stumbles upon a terrifying secret, it uncovers a shocking truth that threatens everything she thought she knew about the people she loves. Clover finds herself trapped in a dangerous game with no way out. Crimson Angel is a dark, suspenseful tale of friendship, love, and deception, where nothing is as it seems, and the people closest to you might be the ones who will bring you the most harm. (Dark/Mature Content/Harry Styles Fan Fiction/LHH)

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The Last Burden

"I hate you." Was all I could manage to say, given the fact that I was battling my emotions. I just lost all four of my brothers, and I'm being taken by our most greatest rival. We've been enemies for centuries. Our gangs have never gotten along because we always treat each other with disrespect and steal each other's junk. Not to mention we go into each other's territory and rob what could of been theirs. There's no doubt in my mind I will be treated horribly while I'm in the arms of my enemies. They won't show any mercy and they will be very abusive when needed. I honestly wouldn't be surprised if they beat me up because they were bored. "Well guess what? We hate you too." Harry commented before he slammed the door shut and made his way to the passenger seat. "I'd say get comfortable and enjoy the ride since it's gonna be long. But since you're the f***ing enemy, have fun living in hell for the rest of your life darling. Your life is in my hands now." Harry grinned evilly as I felt my breath hitch in the back of my throat.