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Bună sunt Harry și sunt atât de nenorocit...
Un mesaj nesemnificativ îi schimbă radical viata unui simplu adolescent dornic de aventură.
Când secretele vor ieși la iveală,umbrele trecutului îi vor răpune sufletul în timp ce problemele de comportament îl vor copleși de-a dreptul.
În dorința puternică de a rămâne stabil emoțional mesajul îl v-a izbi de realitatea crudă dar niciodată nu va fi lăsat de izbeliște.De ce?Pentru că mereu în fiecare poveste exisă o persoană specială ca îi va păzi spatele personei iubite.
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Almost Famous |h.s|
"In order for this to work...you have to be open." Harry laughed...condescendingly? I set my coffee down and folded my arms on top of the table. "What's the problem?" He took another sip of his coffee, set it to the side, and clasped his naked hands together, setting them on the table in front of him. "The problem is that you, like every other reporter, say these nice things but then the second I walk away from the conversation, I'm made out to be a womanizer and a diva." I raised my eyebrows at that and leaned forward. "Well...are you a womanizer and a diva Mr. Styles?" I watched as something that I couldn't quite define flashed through his green eyes. "No. I am not." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What happens when Harry Styles, the one who swore he'd never open up, becomes the vulnerable one? What happens when he pushes back against the mysterious journalist, Rue Kline, and forces her to open up as well? "I don't wanna be alone when it ends..."Concluida
Roots - h.s
Roots from the trees go deep within the soil of the earth. Roots within us grow deep within our soul, linking us to our family, our hopes, our dreams.. Our roots lead us to our start.. they lead us to our heart. Sterling King is a girl with deep roots, and long branches that lead to nothing. Harry Styles is a boy with bright leaves, and ever growing colors. EXCERPT: "Hi." "Um... hi." "What's your name?" "Sterling...." "Well... Aren't you going to ask me what mine is?" "No...Why would I do that?" "Because I'm a stranger peaking over the fence... I thought you'd be curious." "Well I'm a stranger sitting in a tree house... I stopped being curious a long time ago. Curiosity brings nothing but trouble." "Well I'm Harry... and I'm curious about you Sterling..." "Well... stop." -------------------------- DO NOT PRINT MY WORK!!! "Roots are not in landscape or a country, or a people, they are inside you." - Isabel Allende • TW: mentions of death, and rape/sexual assault. PTSD.Concluida![Sex Lessons [h.s// fanfic]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/5132297-256-k873000.jpg)
Sex Lessons [h.s// fanfic]
***WARNING: OF VIOLENT AND SEXUAL NATURE*** ***THIS BOOK IS UNDER EDITING. PLEASE CONSIDER THIS WHILE READING, THANK YOU** ❝I think violence in a cinematic context can be, if handled in a certain way, very..seductive.❞ I was innocent, way too innocent in a way that allowed people to screw me over. Including the flithy rich pricks that I called my parents. I didn't have any edge or charisma to my walk, and that's something I was told a lot. Then there was the troubled boy, Harry Styles, who stared into your soul, just because he could. Him, he had charisma, and the edge, and everything that I wanted. And I wanted him to teach me. Give me intensive, heated lessons. Sex lessons. o r i g i n a l ↬ Watch TRAILER before READING ↫ Credits for trailer: SOCKMONKEY7707 ©Floz__Concluida
Sparks
Pohybujem sa vo svete, kde nie je miesto pre ženy. Možno tak pri kávovare. No s týmto miestom som sa ja nikdy neuspokojila a možno preto v dnešnej dobre nevarím kávu, ale vediem rokovania s najmocnejšími mužmi po celom svete. Moje meno je Emma Sparks, mám 28 rokov a som riaditeľka americkej pobočky vinárne Sparks company, ktorú založil môj otec. Od mojich 18 rokov som otcovi pomáhala so všetkým, čo sa v spoločnosti pohlo a po jeho smrti som sa stala riaditeľkou najväčšej pobočky. Keďže som najmladšia riaditeľka, svoj rešpekt som si vybudovala hlavne ťažkou prácou a nekompromisným prístupom či už k zamestnancom, alebo obchodným partnerom. A to všetko na úkor môjho osobného života..... Emma nikdy nemala šťastie na mužov a preto sa sústredila čisto len na prácu. No príchod nového, dobre vyzerajúceho zamestnanca, naruší každodenný stereotyp firmy a aj Emminho života. Prinesie maldý absolvent Harry Styles trochu iskry do života nekompromisnej riaditeľlky?Concluida
killer instinct - || h.s. ||
a killer instinct was coined in the early boxing world as a protective, cold mentality that surges to one's consciousness and turns one into a vicious defense practitioner. everyone has a killer instinct. for harry styles, that ruthless mentality always seemed to circle back to one singular thing - her. --- but she doesn't let me go far, keeping our faces inches apart and my lips curl up as i chew this gum in between my teeth. her fingers roughly press into my cheeks and she smiles back with a devilish, lustful glint in her eyes. "you're gonna want me in control more often after i'm done with you, baby." she whispers, taking me aback with the boldness of her statement as she simply smiles before letting go of my face with a light shove. i slowly scoff and she hums as i shake my head at her. "yeah? prove it." i taunt and she sinks her straight white teeth into her bottom lip with a smirk. --- || mature and explicit content, read at your own risk * ||Concluida
Can you fix my broken heart? - Narry Storan cz
Ahoj, moje jméno je Niall Horan. Je mi 17 let a celý můj život se točí okolo nemocnic a doktorů. Odjakživa se potýkám s vrozenou srdeční vadou, která mi pořádně znepříjemňuje život. Ahoj, moje jméno je Harry Styles. Je mi 21 let a celý můj život se točí okolo nemocnic a doktorů. Ne, nejsem nemocný ani nic podobného. Pracuju v nemocnici jako pomocný zdravotník a jednou bych rád studoval medicínu, aby ze mě byl skutečný doktor. Harry a Niall jsou obyčejní kluci. Co se s nimi ale stane, když se jejich osudy setkají?Concluida
"In order for this to work...you have to be open." Harry laughed...condescendingly? I set my coffee down and folded my arms on top of the table. "What's the problem?" He took another sip of his coffee, set it to the side, and clasped his naked hands together, setting them on the table in front of him. "The problem is that you, like every other reporter, say these nice things but then the second I walk away from the conversation, I'm made out to be a womanizer and a diva." I raised my eyebrows at that and leaned forward. "Well...are you a womanizer and a diva Mr. Styles?" I watched as something that I couldn't quite define flashed through his green eyes. "No. I am not." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What happens when Harry Styles, the one who swore he'd never open up, becomes the vulnerable one? What happens when he pushes back against the mysterious journalist, Rue Kline, and forces her to open up as well? "I don't wanna be alone when it ends..."
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