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Cresting Waves

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Parts 13
Time 4h 32m

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"Don't move, don't make a sound, or I'll shoot!" A low voice hisses above him, making him freeze. Slowly, he blinks his eyes open, straining in the dark to see the person threatening him. With a pistol. A hot pistol. Shit. The burnt skin on his neck throbs.

In the faint moonlight, Zayn makes out the tall figure of a man, dressed in a billowing shirt and tight trousers. It's too dark to make out much else, but Zayn only has one guess-pirate.All Rights Reserved

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Resist Everything Except Temptation by larrychonce28

The lethargic sound of heels clicking against wood resonated across the sea. Footsteps descended the staircase, every assured step creating a menacing aura as it grew closer. Perspiration gathered along Louis' palms as the rhythmic sound halted in front of him. "Captain," Malik greeted. Louis watched out of his peripheral as Malik's boots shuffled back a few steps. Sweat matted the hair along the nape of Louis' neck as he waited for something to happen. He felt as if a sharp blade was twisting his gut as the silence became tangible. There was a metallic slide of a sword being pulled out of its sheath, the sound startling Louis out of his cocoon of sterile shock. His shoulders jumped as the tip of a blade flattened underneath his jaw. Louis' distorted reflection stared back at him in the polished metal. Engraved rose petals twisted his appearance as they crawled up the length of the sword. The sword lifted and took Louis' chin with it. Standing in front of Louis was Captain Styles. OR The one where Louis is the commodore's son who is forced to become a part of Harry's crew when he is captured.

Prisoner by A1Ziall

_________________________ "Who you with?" The man in front of me demands with broken English, scowling at me through squinted brown eyes. "I won't tell a word." I spat back at him, trying my best not to sink into the chair with his harsh looks. "Is that so?" He challenges and begins to slowly pace around the table im seated at. My mouth stays shut, but my eyes follow him as he makes his way behind me. His hand snaked its way onto my shoulder, the grip is almost unbearable. "Ill just have to make you." ___________________________ I thought I was gonna rewrite this but I'm too lazy, so enjoy my cringy 13 year old writing :) Really wicked cover by @Zangel2002 !!

Affinity [h.s] by Louisgurl1D

[COMPLETED] "I see you've become brave" He chuckles, his eyes dark. "I didn't have a choice," I say without a hint of emotion in my voice. His eyes stay still at me when after a certain point I look away for a moment as the situation was getting too intense. Our silent breathing filled the room as he stood there holding me to the door, his fingers digging deep in my skin. Hard but not enough to hurt. "You have to tell me what goes on in your mind when it comes to me. Why do you keep hurting me?" I look him in the eyes, questioning. He leans in making me doubt what he intended to do as I turn my head looking to my left. His forehead softly touches my temple and rests against it. For some reason, it calmed me down. I stand there not moving a bone, too scared perhaps. Slowly, he takes a few strands of hair tucking it behind my ear. I hear him take a deep breath, and slowly exhale through his mouth parting his lips. His warm breath made my skin moist as he slowly he leans further down to my ear and he touches it softly with his lips sending shivers down my body. "Trust me, you don't wanna know what goes on in my mind when it comes to you." //Grace Evans is the childhood friend of Harry Styles, a member of the world-famous band 'Affinity'. But things go haywire as Grace enters the world of Harry, getting hurt and feeling perplexed by the changed vision. But what caused her to get involved in things she never thought she would and get into a world she absolutely despised? What made her do things against her morals? How does becoming a part of 'Affinity' turn her world upside down? More importantly, will they survive the storm together? Or will one of them have to surrender?// ♡HIGHEST RANKINGS♡ #1 IN NH #1 IN LT #8 IN ZAYN #8 IN CRIME FICTION All rights reserved to @Louisgurl1D STORY CONTENTS: •VIOLENCE •MATURE CONTENT •PHYSICAL ABUSE •SEX •VULGAR LANGUAGE •MENTAL HEALTH •SELF HARM •DRUGS

Crowned {h.s} by cherrieslvr

"You don't want to do that, love" Harry says, his voice deadly. Diana continues to stare into Harry's green eyes which have gotten dark with frustration but she doesn't back down. She never does. "I think I do" Diana states and she brings up her other hand and wraps it in Harry's hair and pulls it hard making Harry let out a surprised growl. His grip on her wrist loosening as he pulls his hand back harder. "Now let me go" Diana says darkly matching Harry's dark energy. Diana had enough experience with men pushing her around at her own palace that Harry doesn't even come close to intimidating her. He should be scared of her. Especially when it's finally time for her to slit his throat. He's not making her not want to do it so killing him should be easy. ** WARNINGS: - blood - mentions of blood - knives and weapons - smut - talking of degrading women

IMPULSE [H.S] by kizriz

[BOOK 2 OF PULSE, ONGOING] They made it out, but now they're on the run, caught in a dangerous game with no allies and no clear path forward. Fighting to regain their freedom, they face a growing web of secrets, betrayals, and deceptions that threatens the one thing they thought they would always have: each other. -- "Ever wonder what drives you to act on impulse?" I look up and see him standing behind me. Our gazes lock through the mirror, and a chill runs up my spine. His eyes are dark, filled with a dangerous intensity that makes my heart race. "Every decision you make in the heat of the moment," he says, his voice a seductive whisper, "reveals something deeper." He inches closer, his breath warm against my neck, his fingers grazing my collarbone. His lips curl into a knowing smirk. "So don't fight it, baby. Show me what you really want." -- **WARNING This story contains heavy use of violence, drug abuse, domestic abuse, sexual abuse, suicide, addiction, self harm, torture, 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.

This is not the end~ Fourth book in PLMI series by Beyourself91

"How is he?" Zayn asked. "Not good. They said they couldn't do much for him. I mean, it's pretty damn bad this time Zayn. I don't think he's going to pull through...." Liam trailed in a shaky whisper. Hearing his hitched breathing, she knew instantly he was crying. Gulping, Mackenzie closed her eyes tightly, wishing for it not to be true. This is just a dream. It has to be. Pinching herself, hard, she then figured out that it was in fact, of course, not a dream. Only a horrible nightmare......but in real life. ~~FOURTH BOOK of PLMI series.~~ -Copyright- (in other words. That means absolutely no copying.)

Swim in the Smoke by readerx345

Repost from whoknows on ao3 "What about this, Captain?" Liam asks, nudging the boy kneeling between their feet with the toe of his boot. The boy hisses and swipes at him, slurring out something unintelligible around the makeshift gag Niall had to stuff in his mouth. He misses by a mile and tries again, just as ineffectively. Harry looks down at him, at the way the sun streams over his face and shoulders, at the way the gag stretches his mouth, lips pink and chapped. He's lithe and pretty, smudged all over with dirt. They had found him tied up below deck, mostly unconscious, next to a barrel full of gold. He's clearly a prisoner, but there's something familiar about him, something that niggles at Harry's brain. Something he can't quite put his finger on. "Put him in my cabin," Harry decides, turning back to deal with the rest of the loot. The boys screams out jumbled curse words at Harry's back, muffled by the gag, and Harry can't understand any of it.

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...

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.

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 could've never 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, the sensation of his skin on mine causing my mind to go into overload. "What feeling?" "You know what I'm talking about, Rori... I feel it too." ••• STARTED: May 8, 2023 ••• HIGHEST RANKINGS: 🥇harrystyles 🥇darkharrystyles 🥇harrystylesau 🥉llh

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Resist Everything Except Temptation cover

Affinity [h.s] cover

Crowned {h.s} cover

IMPULSE [H.S] cover

This is not the end~ Fourth book in PLMI series cover

Swim in the Smoke cover

Adversity ~ H.S. cover

PULSE [H.S] cover

Iniquity [h.s] cover

Resist Everything Except Temptation

The lethargic sound of heels clicking against wood resonated across the sea. Footsteps descended the staircase, every assured step creating a menacing aura as it grew closer. Perspiration gathered along Louis' palms as the rhythmic sound halted in front of him. "Captain," Malik greeted. Louis watched out of his peripheral as Malik's boots shuffled back a few steps. Sweat matted the hair along the nape of Louis' neck as he waited for something to happen. He felt as if a sharp blade was twisting his gut as the silence became tangible. There was a metallic slide of a sword being pulled out of its sheath, the sound startling Louis out of his cocoon of sterile shock. His shoulders jumped as the tip of a blade flattened underneath his jaw. Louis' distorted reflection stared back at him in the polished metal. Engraved rose petals twisted his appearance as they crawled up the length of the sword. The sword lifted and took Louis' chin with it. Standing in front of Louis was Captain Styles. OR The one where Louis is the commodore's son who is forced to become a part of Harry's crew when he is captured.