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DÉCEPTION

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It feels too good to be finally in the city you dreamt of for so long. 

To walk around. 

To breathe in its air. 

To see the streets you once only imagined.
 
"If a place makes you feel alive, there's a reason your soul is drawn to it - something is waiting for you there." 

That's what they say. 

Well I guess yes. They were right. But I'm not sure it was something. 

It was someone. 

Yeah. Him. 

Harry Styles.







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Addiction [h.s] by styled_bread

Here I am yet again. I feel the beat of the music at my feet. It rushes up through my body giving me a pleasing feeling overcoming my body, I can feel it as I close my eyes and take in the environment without needing the view. My senses heightened, my conscious thoughts being subsided for the moment, and my body feeling on fire as if i'm above the world and I can see myself on a the outside looking in. This is the feeling. The feeling I crave and why I come back. I come back because its simple. I'm addicted Warning: Contain explicit language, includes sexual content, drug use, and thought on depression and suicide.

Into The Fire [H.S.] by AshyRAWRR

Harry Styles alternate universe fanfiction. DISCLAIMER--- This is a fiction! Everything within the story is a figment of my imagination. I am in no way affiliated with any entities in the story. It's all fake and in no way shape or form depicts real life. ---- He manages a club, she is a massage therapist, who moonlights as a bartender. At night, she's backup singer, he's a struggling musician. She ran away from a life of privilege, for reasons far more sinister than anyone knows. And now she more than anybody else understands the hussle it takes to pay your bills. He dreams of a better life, for himself, for his loved ones. For his family. One that involves nothing illegal to make money to provide. When he first meets her, he is in awe of her. There's just a few problems. He doesn't do relationships. She can't only have a physical relationship. Mature themes; including drugs, violence, language, sexual content, ect.. NO TRANSLATIONS

MEDICINE{H.S} by basicallyhslot

He's poison, and I fucking took the dose. Valerie Monroe was supposed to have a normal life. Graduate high school, go to college, escape the quiet town she's always known. But one wrong place, one wrong time, and she's dragged into his world-one of blood, power, and sin. Harry Styles is the devil in disguise. Ruthless. Untouchable. A man who doesn't flinch when a gun is pressed against his head. He's chaos wrapped in tattoos and a smirk that promises destruction. And now, Valerie is his. Not by choice, but by force. She should hate him. And she does. But hate turns into something dangerous when whispered threats sound like foreplay and deadly hands hold her like she's something fragile. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @medzineztyles CONTANING:VULGAR LANGUAGE/SEX CONTENTS/MENTAL HEALTH/VIOLENCE/DRUG ABUSE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK :) have a good time

RED ROOM [H.S] by sweetfixs

***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."

Leader Of The Mafia {h.s} by niallswhoran13

COMPLETED DISCLAIMER- I wrote this when I was 12 so it might, kind of be a fast burn. Enjoy :) "Y-you're w-what?!" I asked, acting like a stuttering mess. "I'm the leader of the mafia..." Harry whispered viciously into my ear, "you better run." // Bree Tyler, frightened and scared trapped by the ruthless mafia leader Harry Styles holds her for ransom. She questions him, but he most likely won't ever answer her questions. Bree later learns that Harry is way more than a kidnapper holding people ransom. What if no one pays the debt to set her free, to escape from the hands of Harry Styles? But maybe that wasn't Harry's intention from the start. ROMANCE/MAFIA BOOK (Translations are allowed, just credit and ask!!!) TW: contains heavy sexual content, heavy swearing, drinking, drug abuse, abuse, violence, kinks, sexual assault, and minor torture techniques.

ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 | H.S | by hsdiaries

I lowered myself to my knees, biting my lip softly as I felt him walk up behind me. He brought his arm around me, his hand wrapping around the left side of my jawline, moving against it to the right. It took everything in me not to bite his arm as it passed in front of me. He stopped his hand right under my chin, his thumb pressing softly on my lower lip until my mouth hung open slightly. "Suck it." He said, his voice thick with lust. I took his thumb in my mouth, sucking it softly. With his other hand, he brought my face back against him, wrapping it tightly around my neck, "Good girl." He said, his green eyes barring down at me. His shirt hung open, the dark ink engraving his body illuminated by the small light in the room. His butterfly tattoo moving with his breath. "You remember the safe word?" He said sternly, and I nodded. "I need to hear you." He said, the grip around my neck slightly tighter. I released his thumb from my mouth, licking my lips, "Yes, sir." He smirked at me, his dimples devilishly appearing on his face as he bent down and kissed me deeply. - Harry Styles walks into an LA bar when Carolina Townes instantly captures his eye. From her sassy smug personality, to her free spirit, he becomes completely enamored. But can he grow past his dark ways, to fully appreciate her the way she wants to be. STORY WILL CONTAIN: Sexual content and drugs.

Deceptive {H.S} by AverySageWrites

"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.

Rough and Roughly Yours (SLOW UPDATES) by Jessyyyimagines1D

He came to Vienna to disappear. She came to survive. Harry Styles escapes fame, craving silence-but instead he finds Eliana, a mysterious bar owner with secrets stitched into her skin. She's charming, untouchable... and running from something far worse than a broken past. What begins as quiet fascination turns into something far more dangerous, as hidden identities, long-buried crimes, and a powerful man pulling strings from the shadows threaten to consume them both. When a ghost from Harry's past appears, truths surface-and intentions are no longer clear. Because in Vienna, no one is who they pretend to be.

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Addiction [h.s]

Here I am yet again. I feel the beat of the music at my feet. It rushes up through my body giving me a pleasing feeling overcoming my body, I can feel it as I close my eyes and take in the environment without needing the view. My senses heightened, my conscious thoughts being subsided for the moment, and my body feeling on fire as if i'm above the world and I can see myself on a the outside looking in. This is the feeling. The feeling I crave and why I come back. I come back because its simple. I'm addicted Warning: Contain explicit language, includes sexual content, drug use, and thought on depression and suicide.