"I loved her not for the way she danced with my angels, but for the way the sound of her name could silence my demons." - Christopher Poindexter

"Sierra, you go with Harry Styles." I raised up my head at the words, giving my teacher an incredulous glance. "Do I really have to?" Was the only thing I managed to say. The teacher gave me an annoyed look. "Did you not understand? You go with Harry Styles." I turned my head to look at him. At the mention of his name he glanced up, and if his green eyes hadn't frozen me in place already, the unimpressed look he gave me would've done it right away. [BOOK ONE] [BOOK TWO - AQUARELLE] Started: Feb 2018 Completed: April 2019 18/01/19 #1 in fanfiction 28/09/18 #1 in harrystyles 06/10/18 #1 in harry • THE FICTION AWARDS WINNER 2019 - BEST FANFICTION •

18+ / Very Mature The coming-of-age story of Harry and Riley who have known each other for years, but never actually knew each other. They've spent countless nights at the same parties, shared a few drinks and glances, they're even on track to graduate top of their class. What happens when out of nowhere they start to connect? Like an invisible string pulls them together, so they can experience life and love and heartbreak. Riley and Harry learn a lot about themselves, and ultimately have to choose what's best for their future no matter how difficult that can be. But does love find a way? After all this time?

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

The tragic love story of a sad girl and a dead boy who must work together to find his killer, amid heartbreak, mystery, and learning that perhaps death is not the end. [COMPLETED]

[ COMPLETED ] Neither of them knew one night could change everything. ✼ ✼ ✼ For mature audiences only. Story contains sexual content and vulgar language so read at your own risk! COPYRIGHT © 2015, stylescloud All rights reserved, please don't copy and/or steal my story!

Illicit: forbidden by law, rules or custom. 17 year old law student Jessica Walsh meets Harry Styles in the most unusual situation you could possibly imagine. At the time, whilst Jess is focusing all her attention on trying to achieve the best grades she can to get into university, Harry and his friends are facing a possible prison sentence for arson. When the pair cross paths during the last week of summer break it doesn't exactly go swimmingly and the two opposites don't get along at all. Despite living in the same small town for years, they'd never met before, but after the first time they somehow seem to end up in the same place at the same time more often than not. They say opposites attract, but if you play with fire you're bound to get burned. Highest ranking: #74 in Fanfiction #1 in #onedirectionfanfic #1 in #harrystylesfanfic #2 in #harrystyles [Harry Styles/One Direction AU] [COMPLETED]

-completed- His breath tampered on my neck as he backed me into a corner. "Look at me." he demands in a disturbingly-menacingly-calm tone. I couldn't. He wants to hurt me. He wants me dead. I felt his paradoxically gentle, soft hand grip my chin, lifting my head up. "If you want to keep that pretty little head of yours," he mutters. "then I'd suggest you fucking listen to what I say, darling." . Charlotte Thompson seeks thrill and adventure. She yearns for a change from her boring, average life. But what could happen when she searches too far? Perhaps a run in with a passionate green eyed, curly haired criminal and part time musician with a deceivingly innocent smile who flips her life around. Maybe he was the thrill she needed. - THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREMELY MATURE CONTENT!!! YOUVE BEEN WARNED!

𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 dustin henderson's sister becomes far more involved with the mystery of will byer's disappearance and the escapee from hawkin's lab than she ever thought she would be

Madeline Hart joins her childhood best friend Clarice Styles on the One Direction world tour - not for the fame, not for the music, but to escape. A few weeks of travel, distraction, and time with Clarice should've been easy. But nothing about this tour is simple, especially not him. Harry Styles - the boy Madeline once knew better than anyone - is no longer the same. The kind smile is gone. In its place is someone cold, unreadable, and numb. A version of him sculpted by fame, rehearsed by management, and trained to feel nothing. Clarice wants her brother back. Madeline just wants to understand what happened to him. But as her path crosses with his again and again, she's pulled into something deeper - something heavier than she's prepared for. A fire that's too quiet to see, too sharp to touch. He's guarded. She's breaking. And neither of them know where they stand anymore. In the shadow of the spotlight, some truths stay hidden. But the more Madeline tries to keep her distance, the more the silence between them starts to burn.

"How long have you been in here?! How much have you heard?!" He yelled as his eyes turned black. "I-I didn't hear anything I swear! I just came to get my phone," I said as I cowered back. "Niall! Didn't I fucking tell you to check if everyone left?!" He yelled as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me out towards the others. "I did-" "Well it doesn't matter now. Liam put her in the fucking car. All we need is another brat to snitch on us." #Wattys2015

Set in the chaos of Camp Half-Blood, this story follows two girls from opposite sides of love and war as they learn that sometimes the heart doesn't choose what's easy... it chooses what's true. An ares girl falling in love with an aphrodite girl

"That lipstick doesn't suit you. Red's not your color," he throws out casually before heading for the door. "I didn't ask for your opinion," I snap, turning toward him. "Good luck, Noel," he pauses for half a second, flicking the last cigarette away. That smug expression lingers in his green eyes. I scowl, hating how he stands there like nothing happened, casually toying with his cigarette. Faintly, I hear fans roar as he steps forward and blows a smoke stream right in my face. • Rock Me is a legendary rock band that has earned the title of the most popular band in the world thanks to their powerhouse hits, insane on-stage energy, and unique style. But Noel and Harry, the band's lead singers- can't stand each other. Noel is too weak and helpless to stand up to the arrogant, cocky Harry, who radiates nothing but darkness. ALTERNATE UNIVERSE! SEX / DRUGS / ROCK 'N' ROLL / VIOLENCE / DEPRESSION / EXPLICIT LANGUAGE / ALCOHOLISM / PUNK BAND • DARK HARRY • I DON'T NEED A TRANSLATION!

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

When ambitious journalism student, Aurora Denver, starts a new job dancing at an unknown club hidden in the city, she thinks she's just trading her late night study sessions for quick cash and stage lights. But, the clubs emotionally unavailable, downright confusing owner, Harry Styles, is more than what meets the eye. A man with secrets buried in the shadows of the busy city. Drawn to his dangerous, charismatic charm, she finds herself torn between her dreams of education - the story that could launch her career - or fighting against her morals to protect a dangerous criminal. As the lines blur between love and betrayal, she finds the most dangerous stories happen to be the ones you become apart of. Deceit - where nothing is as it seems. Every truth masks a lie. Can you unravel the truth before anyone else? - "Are you gonna keep those lips shut for me, Princess? Or am I gonna have to make you?" He whispered tauntingly, leaning in closer to breathe cynically and I could practically hear amusement in his tone. I say nothing. Attempting to control my breathing and not break into deeper panic as my lips stayed sealed with his touch on them, slowly dragging the sensation down over my chin where he continued to smear the crimson blood. "C'mon, I know you're itching to talk back... or have I finally silenced you, hm?" He chuckled through his taunting. "Tell me Princess... are we gonna have a problem?" Slowly, I shook my head from side to side. It caused him to squeeze my chin, all of his fingertips now on me staining the imprint of his touch onto my face. He shifted his touch south, cupping the side of my neck and I squirmed against the wall at the feeling of his handprint on a sensitive area, his head moved away from my opposing ear to look down at me once again. "This is our little secret, yeah? I wouldn't want you to be the next one tied to that chair with your blood splattered on the floor." - Started: March 2024 Finished:

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, Devon Landry is a famous pop singer whose quiet romance with musician and actor Joe Keery becomes the subject of rumors. away from the headlines the relationship begins to crack. Behind closed doors, he struggles with her intensity with how loudly she feels, how confidently she takes up space, and how unapologetically herself she is. It isn't her career that pushes him away, but the way she moves through the world without softening her edges. Eventually, they separate because she is simply too much for him to handle. She turns the breakup into a confident, pointed song about knowing her worth and refusing to wait for someone who cannot meet her energy. The release grabs immediate attention and eventually reaches him, too. As he listens, he realizes the message is clear: she was never asking for less, only for someone capable of standing beside her. JOE KEERY X ORIGINAL CHARACTER ➸ social media, traditional ➸ lowercase intended ⊱ 12.19.2025 - 00.00.2025 ⊰ - 2025 @𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

All Harry wanted to do was get over his ex-girlfriend, so he got under Ophelia. *This story contains mature and explicit content*

Harry had it all. Money, power, and the freedom of being a bachelor. Isabella was struggling to make ends meet, working at a dance studio by day and a strip club by night. Their worlds collide when Harry signs his daughter, Ottilie, up for classes at the studio. And again when he finds himself at an exclusive strip club for a friend's birthday...