Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

Cover by me and colouring by @28grimes !! 🏅 - #1 in niallhoran 🏅 - #1 in duplicity ^ iconic moments for me "We were liars" 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓 (𝐚𝐝𝐣.) ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝘀𝗳𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆ 󠀠󠀠󠀠️⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I never even said goodbye to him. When I ran, I left a note. A single, cowardly note for Louis and Liam. It just was a goodbye. I didn't say where. I didn't say anything about Daytona. I just... vanished.️ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀But he found me. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀He must have. He must have torn the world apart looking for me. Or paid someone who could. He found my name maybe, I put it on the lease of the penthouse. And he's been... what? Protecting me? Supporting me? From afar? ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I stand in the middle of his silent, sun-drenched room, and the world has tilted off its axis. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I thought I was running from a monster. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀I had no idea I was being saved by a saint. ᴀ ᴅᴜᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛʏ ɴɪᴀʟʟ sᴛᴏʀʏ ʙʏ ɴɪᴀʟʟᴡʜᴏʀᴀɴsʟᴇꜰᴛsʜᴏᴇ (ᴀᴠᴇɴ)

THE SECOND BOOK OF THE INFINITE SERIES. UNDER EDITING. warning: i wrote this book when i was twelve years old. there are grammar errors along with a confusing plot and cringe all over the place. i'm sorry for the mess of this series. if you wish to continue, i wish you the best of luck. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED | 2016 FUCKERINGS

{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.

[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." -- **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.

"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!

"you're no better then me Elle" She smirked crossing her arms while sitting politely. "What's that suppose to mean?" I scoff "It means you're a wolf under a sheep's clothing you hide secrets and there not so little, wait till that boy Band finds out what they are"..... (Duplicity Niall since julez made me fall in love with his persona this is basically a fanfic about a fanfic character from the book duplicity By happydays1d I am not mocking her wonderful work I'm just bored and decide what the heck Niall deserves a love oc as well so Im doing it this actually takes place in complicity) love you julez.... (Book 1)

"You," I repeated, jabbing a finger in his direction. "You're...you're the problem. You're-ugh!" I groaned, dropping my head into my hands, the room spinning just enough to make me feel unmoored. Harry's expression shifted again, the teasing edge fading as he studied me. For a moment, I thought he might say something serious, something that would make this messy knot of emotions worse. But instead, he leaned back, the smirk returning as he reached for his drink. "If I'm the problem, Blossom, then maybe you're the solution." // Blossom is the young journalist by day but deadly killer by night. The first person to hide her true self. On the outside she is the most typical and normal girl you could ever see on the streets, but if you cross her path, she kills and never forgets. Harry is the most charming man that walked on Earth. But he doesn't trust anyone. What happens when they meet at work and their secrets intertwine?