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"I'm Ariana Grande, and I have a lot of people who want me." Her hand grabs my chin, harshly. "But I didn't want any of them. I only wanted you, Harry Styles." She's in line to inherit a multi-million dollar business. He's a former FBI agent who is hired to protect her from a dangerous gang. "From the day I agreed to be your bodyguard, I already decided that I would do anything to protect you. To be there so that you know you're not alone." They both suffer from painful wounds. But will that bring them together, or tear them apart?

[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

I felt his breath on my neck as his arm wrapped around my waist, "You're scared of me." he chuckled darkly. I let out a shaky breath and pushed against his chest, "You're very intimidating, but not scary." I lied easily as I avoided his eyes. His hand reached under my shirt as he placed his hand over where my heart was beating hard against my chest, "You sure about that?" --- Raelynn Kinsley was onto her 8th move, and it was one she wasn't going to get used to. As she found herself caught up in the danger that was Harry Styles; she began to unravel answers to questions she wish she never asked. -- Warning: This book is old, unedited, and possibly cringe worthy :/

[Completed] "That was the first night I had the dream. I was standing in a wilderness. Everything was black. Yet, there was a light ahead. It was dim but it looked promising. I hesitated whether actually walking towards the light, after all it could be a trap. That's when Harry appeared with a hand out towards me. "You want to know my secret?" his eyes were loving, something I hadn't seen before. "Follow me and you'll find out." I took his hand and we headed toward the light. But that's where it ended. It had me thinking though, was there a light at the end of all of this darkness?" - honestly, i wrote this when i was like a freshman in high school so it's really cringey 😬 no judgement, please.

***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__

[COMPLETED] "Rosie? I need to tell you something." Brittany asked me. "There are a few rules I want you to follow. First of all, you can't talk to the boys unless they asked you something, but make it short. I don't want you to waste my money by telling them your boring and useless stories because we only have two hours with them. Second of all, don't make any eye contact with the boys. Last of all and certainly not the least, just act like yourself like you do in high school, anti-social. Okay?" She smiled at me innocently even though I'm looking down in embarrassment and I could feel tears burning in my eyes. Where Rosie's use-to-be-BFF, Brittany, invited her to a One Direction concert and a two hours backstage meeting with them. Sparks fly between a certain curly haired, green eyed boy and Rosie. Everything is full of love and happiness until Brittany has the power to threaten them. Everything and everyone who Rosie loves will turn their back against her. Will everything be back to the way it was or not? Whatever happens, Rosie has learnt to have courage and don't let the haters get to her because they're not worth it.

I've learned the nights are tough for her. in the darkness we lay together, and even through the hectic life of mine, she is the one overwhelmed by things she wished to never be apart of. "What's on your mind darling?", we both reached a breaking point of exhaustion, yet I never shut my eyes, she took care of everyone, it was my turn to watch over her. In all things I've been so intrigued about in life, she became one of them, ever since that night she looked of sapphire, I was drawn to her, she became my addiction, my high. My mind craved nothing more than her voice, her scent, the left over gloss on my lips after she had kissed me. I'm so passionate about this woman, so ardent.

Part one of the Sweet Heart one shot series "I don't know what you want from me! I buy you gifts! I protect you! I fuck you! I hold your hand! I love you! I take care of you when you're little! What more do you need, Louis?!" He roars, face reddening. "I want to not be in love with a fucking gang leader! I want to know you're going to come home to me every time you go out! I want to know that I won't be getting a call from the police saying they found your body in the fucking river Thames! I want to have someone to sleep with at night! I want to know that I'll have you for more than a year! And I want you to stop killing everyone that even side glances me!" Louis shrieks back. I did not write this. All credits go to defenselesslarry on ao3.

I run faster and faster. He's going to catch me. I let out a very girly squeal as I feel two sets of arms grab me slowing me to a halt. "That is not fair!" I scream at the curly haired boy. He just chuckles letting go of me. "Yes it was. You never said I couldn't use other people." He shrugs. "It was implied. And he's training for the Olympics." "You're training." He states simply flipping his hair out of his eyes. "C'mon, we're going to be late." He grabs my wrist and starts pulling me down the street. "I really don't want to go." I whine while his grip doesn't falter but possibly gets tighter. "You really don't have a choice." He mumbles. "Since when have you cared about being punctual?" He's always the late one. "Since your job depends on it." And he's right. Maybe I should back up. I am Harry Styles' personal bodyguard. That doesn't really clear it up, does it? Well, this is what happened...

"I really do love you," I whisper. He takes me in his strong arms. I feel safe. I know he would do anything to protect me from everything and everyone that would try to hurt me. Although he's strong and protective, and despite the fact that he truly loves me... He can't protect me from the thing that's trying to get me right now. He just can't. My angel Harry isn't a real angel, he can't make miracles happen... © xXxFamkexXx