Novel & Cerita Fanfiction Harry Styles

"I brought my ex with me” Harry incomprehensibly turns his head towards me. “Do you remember I told you I had never smelled a woman before ? That's because she's not giving off any scent”. Harry's eyebrows seem to have grown together over his forehead. “And that's because she's one of them. The witches”. I look down. Harry starts laughing. "What's so funny ?" “You've been with a girl who spends her free time killing guys like you? How the hell did you dare cheat on her ?”

I always wore a tie on my wrist so I used it to style up my hair in a low pony tail. I took two more puffs before I tossed the cigarette on the floor besides my leg and stomped on it. I watched as the little flames scattered before i turned to face Harry. His face was flustered from the cold. He must have a very sensitive skin. His blonde hair was brushed back and his black eyes bigger than ever. He wore a white T-shirt and fancy green knicker. His eyebrows were thick and he had long lashes with a well defined body that showed under his shirt. One could consider him as attractive

Now her arms were hiding her face. " F**k!" I banged my hand on the steering wheel in frustration. It didn't mean I was a bad boy or any philanderer who spent every night with a different girl. It was Harry, who spent every day with different girls. His phone didn't rest for a second. Some were not bothered he's mafia. They just want money, the expensive gifts he gave to them. Girls wanted to be with me. Genuinely, I wanted someone unique and special like the rarest diamond, who would belong only to me.

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.

Hester was fast asleep when Harry hacked into her phone, his fingers flying over the keyboard. “What are you writing?” I whispered. He grinned. “An apology.” I watched as he typed a post from her account: "I want to sincerely apologize for the false pictures of Sienna Brooks. I acted out of jealousy and malice, and I deeply regret it. Sienna is a wonderful woman who deserves respect, and I hope people can forgive me for what I did." I snorted. “Too nice.” Harry chuckled. “Alright, how about this?” He tweaked it slightly before hitting Post. Once it was done, I moved out Harry, taking one final glance at Hester with contentment flowing through me and then I and Harry ran out, chuckling in chi

Grace. My personal nightmare wrapped in designer fabric. The Gamma’s daughter. My age, yet my complete opposite. Where I am fire, she is ice. Where I am battle-hardened, she is pampered. She stands with her arms crossed, her honey-blonde hair styled in soft curls, her smug smile daring me to lash out. I let the insult settle for a moment before I speak, my voice silk-wrapped steel.

She dreamed about Harry Styles, coming to her birthday party, Bella had some old boy band at her birthday party mainly because her father had written them a few hits. Her dad was wealthy enough to hire him; surely he wouldn't begrudge spending a million or whatever his fee was, to make her happy. Oh she would seduce the delicious Harry Styles, and he wouldn't be able to live without her, he would take her away to his penthouse, and when she was sixteen, they would get married. She knew it wasn't as stupid as it seemed, her mother had told her about some bloke in the Rolling Stones who married a sixteen-year-old when he was ancient already. So it could happen.

she laughs "like they say these days faking it in style." I give her a confused look "what?" "You know, when you're in a fake relationship, these days that's what everyone's doing." "Well, I'm only doing this for mom, and trust me I will not develop falling for him." "My dear friend, you're saying that now, but when the time comes you'll be dying for his touch, his kiss, his scent, his di- ah" I shot her with Levi's water gun. That damn dirty mouth girl. "Charlotte you bitch," she curses, ask I continue to shot her.

chapter 33 defiling his orders A knock came breaking Adia out of her reverie as she walked to the door, "Hey" she greeted as she saw a feminine man at the door with a full makeup on his face. "Good day ma'am" he greeted enthusiastically " Good day" Adia responded, her eyes working as she had never seen this strange face before. "Am harry, your stylist" he introduced himself seeing Adia was feeling uncomfortable. "Okay.." Adia stressed looking for a more valid explanation.

I answered. "Yeah, that's so you. Is he thinking about sending the girl to Korea after you complete what he wants? That's what he does whenever you're reckless and get caught in a scandal. But dude, if she's really a shawty, I'll just sneak her and snatch from you, man! Haha!" Harry said jokingly. I laughed sarcastically, but he didn't notice. "You can do whatever you want, Harry. Just let me finish my job," I said.