Dark Harry Styles Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.

Kelly nodded her head in agreement, “I don’t even know why Paul still puts up with her.” On the other side of the room, Harry is drinking a glass of whiskey, thinking about all the ways he wants to fuck Denise. That bitch thinks she can use me whenever she wants. The next time I see her, she’ll be my toy. Harry is turned on by the things going through his head, of fucking Denise in positions that could put a gymnast to shame. Even if he must take her unwillingly. But for now, he needs to get rid of this stress, he needs relief.

Harry always locks his room door at night. She sighed, falling on the bed. She remembered Yasmine's words during the first period of her working with Harry. “Actually, I would advise you to let it happen again. Remember you have an upper hand here. I have a feeling you'll be able to get your revenge sooner if you get Harry to fall for you. Just think about it. He'll be heartbroken and ruined! Double payback." Yasmine yelled excitedly.

His hand runs up my thigh under my dress, lightly roaming over my panties, clearly telling him I have spent most of the day in a highly aroused state. "Damn, so wet and ready you are, and all just for me ... oh I can't wait to be balls deep in my naughty girl". He slaps me rather hard on the ass, before leaving me even more of a mess. When they finally wrap up for the day, I nearly can't contain myself while packing up, my entire body is burning with wanting for him, it is like he cast some sexual spell on me. Right before I reach Byron's trailer Harry shows up, and of course he starts talking ... it doesn't take long before I just want to tell him to fuck of. Finally Harry says goodbye and

He mouths with a taunt. Upon hearing Assistant Kai's disparagement, Harry's eyes turn cold, and his face reddens with fury and embarrassment, clearly unhappy about his sore point that has just been poked by Assistant Kai. Harry straightens his back and turns to leave. "Hmph! We shall see." Immediately, he strides off. Harry's eyes suddenly flash with a wicked glint, and a wicked smirk creeps on his face. That Oakley bastard. Harry and Oakley both have a swimming pool scene to shoot later in the afternoon. Harry smirks. He will see how Oakley extricates himself.

Venom gleamed in Harry's eyes, sharp and poisonous as a viper's. "I want you to have your fun with that woman before killing her. Destroy her face, cripple her hands. And of course, no survivors. Name your price. So long as she dies, I'll pay it." The man's lips curved in a faint smile. "Harry, you're certainly generous." Harry's hatred for Sharon had already rotted to the bone. For days on end, his mind had spun through a thousand ways to torture her to death. "After she's dead, release her nudes online. I'll handle the rest.

“I did not think the update would make you happy. Did something happen between you and Daisy?” Jaxon smirked, then chuckled quietly. “I caught her reading.” “And? You already know she reads. Too much, actually,” Harry said. Jaxon shook his head. “Yes, but you never told me she reads those kinds of books. I caught her reading Fifty Shades of Grey this afternoon.” Rohan laughed in disbelief. “No way!” “I told her I would be willing to try out a few scenes with her, and she told me she is switching to science fiction now.”

Arianna narrowed her eyes at Harry. “What? I’m just offering a friendly suggestion. Tell anyone about this, and I’ll kill anyone you blabbed your mouth to.” “That seems pretty asinine, don’t you think? The fastest way for me to get the money is to tell my partner.” “I’ll consider it. I want to see how much you hustle in a month. I’ll be back in a month, and I better see some progress. I’ll be watching you and your older lover as well. Take care, Arianna,” Harry wished, slipping out of Arianna’s bed. “You know? I may not put you up for auction at all. Maybe I’ll keep you for myself,” Harry teased, winking at Arianna before he left.

"I was so wrong. Come back. Come back with me." "Are you insane?" I stared at him in disbelief. "Damien, you're married." "I can get a divorce," he said quickly. "If you come back, I'll divorce Isabella right now." I held up my left hand. My wedding ring shone in the moonlight. "I'm married, too." "So what?" His eyes flashed with that familiar madness. "You can get a divorce. We can start over." "Start what over?" I scoffed. "Go back to being your secret? Your girl in the shadows?"