Forgotten Promises || H.S

Saylor moved to England to escape her grief, but healing is easier said than done. Haunted by the loss of her mother and terrified of getting close to anyone again, she spends her days behind the lens of her camera, creating stories about strangers she'll never meet. But one rainy morning at Alty Market, a mysterious man in a scarf, sunglasses, and a baseball cap takes the seat across from her-and changes everything. His name is Harry. There's something about him that doesn't add up, yet Saylor can't help but be drawn to his quiet charm and boyish grin. Who is he hiding from? And why does he seem so familiar? What begins as a chance encounter turns into a tentative friendship. But Saylor is no stranger to loss, and the closer they grow, the more she fears what might happen if she lets herself care. Because Harry has secrets of his own, and when the truth comes to light, Saylor must decide: Is a life without attachment worth living, or will she risk her heart for the one person who feels like home?

"Some goodbyes are just the beginning of forever." A childhood love story that turns into a tragedy because of misunderstandings . ....................................................... Ruhi carries guilt. Aaryansh remembers a face he can't place. Two years ago, a tragedy broke them. Now fate brings them face to face - again. But behind their silence are secrets. Behind their love... is a lie. And when the truth finally comes out, nothing will ever be the same. 💔 A slow-burn story of love, loss, and the cost of silence. ...................................................... "Am I enough for you ? I made you feel miserable." she said " No , sweetheart, I am alright . It was not your fault for what happened it was just a misunderstanding between us . Don't blame yourself ." he said ...................................................... " She left him once. But fate brought them together again." A story which is filled with drama but also with romance. ....................................................... A tragic start turns into a happy ending. Will they love each other the way they used to do ? Will they forgive each other ? how will they recover with the loss? To know more about the story, stay tuned

First part of the Story : They were childhood best friends - two halves of the same soul, growing up side by side, laughing through scraped knees and stolen glances. He's been in love with her for the last four years, hiding it behind playful teasing and protective silences. To him, she never felt the same. She never looked at him that way. What he doesn't know is... she does. She has. For the last two years, her heart has been his - quietly, completely, hopelessly. Neither of them dared to speak the truth, afraid of ruining the one thing they both held closest: each other. But feelings like these don't stay buried forever. And when fate begins to pull them apart, unspoken love might be the one thing that can finally bring them together... or break them completely. Tropes: Childhood Best Friends Mutual Pining Slow Burn Unspoken Feelings Heartfelt Angst Friends to Lovers Touch him and die. --- Second Part of the Story :He fell first-with every sarcastic comeback, every stolen glance, every argument that left her breathless. But she? She swore she wouldn't. Couldn't. Not after what love had already cost her. He was chaos in sneakers. She was walls wrapped in silence. He wanted her laughter. She fought to stay distant. But emotions don't ask for permission. She didn't want to fall... Yet somehow, she did. And when she did-she fell harder. A slow-burn enemies-to-lovers story where love isn't just found... it's fought for. There are three main leads two stories but only two will be paired. Tropes: Business partners He fell first She fell harder Slowburn Touch her and I'll break your neck Enemies to lovers desi x videshi --

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 ♡ Two beautiful, broken souls. One unexpected story. 𝐌𝐢𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐥 is an 18-year-old medical student - introverted, heartbroken, and quietly carrying wounds she swore no one would ever see. She's built walls so high, no one's even tried to climb them. 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 is an 18-year-old architecture student - chaotic, energetic, and the life of every room. A goofball on the outside, but behind that effortless smile hides a boy drowning in silence. They've crossed paths before - a glance, a name, a face in the crowd. But never a conversation. Never a reason. Until heartbreak strikes them both. Mihika retreats deeper into herself. Devansh laughs a little louder, pretending a little harder. And somewhere between silence and laughter... fate intervenes. What happens when two broken hearts collide? Can two people who never believed in healing slowly piece each other back together? A story about unspoken pain, unexpected connections, friendships and the kind of love that heals in the quietest of ways. As you go deeper into the story you'll be introduced to more couples✨ Give it a shot, you'll surely not regret it ❤️

My little shadow, I watch you when you sleep, I haunt you in your dreams and I will surely never let you go. The second I laid my eyes on you I knew I needed to have you...I needed to own you. You're mine, only mine. And I don't like it when people take what's mine. I'll steal for you. I'll kill for you. I'll die for you..., even when it means taking you with me to hell. And here you are so quiet and shy, so helpless and vulnerable, exactly how I want it to be. There's no where to escape little shadow. I'll be watching you. Always. - When you're forced to live in the same house as the devil himself. ·:*¨༺ ♱ ☠︎ ♱ ༻¨*:· #1 IN DARKHARRYSTYLES #1 IN DARKONEDIRECTION ///CONTAINS HIGHLY DISTURBING CONTENT/// ///EXTREME DARK ROMANCE///

BOOK 1 OF 3 - "Violet." Harry's voice stops me in my tracks, a shiver snaking up my spine at the steady tone he always seems to carry. I slowly turn back around to face him, our eyes meeting in the dark cab, the only light coming from a street lamp above the car. "Are you al-" He starts to ask that same goddamn question. "Don't." I cut him off. "Don't you ask me that again. Okay? I don't even know you." Harry doesn't say anything and lets me open the door to get out of the car. "That cut wasn't there this morning." He states matter of factly. "What?" I duck my head back down into the cab to look at him again. "Em told me your story about how you split your lip." He looks deeply into my eyes and I'm suddenly self conscious about how attentively he's looking at me . "Unless I missed you sneaking off to play volleyball during work, that was not there before that pompous asshole boyfriend of yours showed up." My mouth falls open slightly, not knowing what to say in response to him calling me out so blatantly. Nothing he's saying is accusatory toward me, he just obviously doesn't believe a single thing I've said. And he's right. They're all lies. I shut the door in his face, my solution for not having a response. I turn around to walk toward my house, a little shaken by this interaction with a perfect stranger who saw right through my bullshit immediately. I hear Harry's car roar back to life as I attempt to unlock the front door with slightly trembling hands. The lack of sleep, drama with Johnny and the conversation I just had with Harry is proving to be too much for one day. I finally unlock the door to push it open, and I turn my head to watch Harry speed off down my street and out of sight. ----------------------------- TW: VIOLENCE, UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS, BODY IMAGE ISSUES, ANXIETY, SEXUAL CONTENT, MATURE Any and all instances depicted are a complete work of fiction. I appreciate you being here, Em

"Who are you exactly?!" I growled angrily. She tried to free herself from my grasp, but I pinned her to the wall. She glared at me angrily as she kept pushing me. "I don't fucking need to tell you anything!" She spat. "I am not leaving until you tell me!" I whispered angrily as I leaned in closer. I felt her stiffening up, and as I felt she will reveal, instead she smirked as she whispered in my ear, "You don't want to do something Aiden, which you might regret later!" I backed up at her words as she walked away, not turning around once. "Who are you...?" I mumbled to myself. ******************************************************** Moving away from home, set to begin his new life with his childhood bff in the New York City, Aiden Blake was more than ready for this. Just a glance at his Greek god body, a whisper of his husky voice with his charming and attracting charisma; he already had all the girls falling for him at an instant. All but one. Meeting her at the most unexpected moment, he couldn't help but be drawn towards this mystery girl whereas she has no intentions of even staying within the sights of this newcomer playboy. Something inside him seemed to pull him closer to her, aching to know her more. She only seems to push him out, as he promises to unravel her secrets. But what will happen when the secrets the girl had buried deep within, secrets she wanted to remove from her life, seem to emerge out? What will happen when the dark secrets start to haunt him too? Will he stand by her side, or will he step away? Will they ever be able to move past everything to see each other truly? Different as Fire and Ice; will they meet together or fall apart? Follow their ride filled with smirks and eye rolls, tragedy and a dash of comedy, the secrets buried within and mysteries hidden. A hidden girl and a determined guy... of course, with a sprinkle of romance!

*Story contains mature content* They always told me that I will become the person they raised me to be but they never mentioned that one day a green eyed creature was going to turn my whole life upside down. - He pulled away from me slowly. "What a pure soul you have, Angel." He said to me while softly moving his finger from my forehead to my jaw. "But why do I have this effect on you if you love him as much as you pretend?" I took a moment to assimilate his words. My brain was running in slow motion due to the effect he was having on me. If only I had the answer. - HIGHEST RANKING #1 in harrystylesdark #1 in hs # 1 in harry #1 in longhairharry #1 in darkharrystyles #1 in lhh #2 in harryedwardstyles #3 loveatfirstsight #4 in styles #8 in harrystylesfanfiction #8 in harrystylesfanfic #9 in stylesfanfic #14 in daddyissues #15 in louistomlinson #25 in domesticviolence #25 in hsau #29 in mentaldisorder - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @tbslangel NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE/ DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / SEXUAL CONTENT/ DRUG ABUSES/ MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

*COMPLETE* MATURE CONTENT (18+) PLEASE DON'T COPYRIGHT "Go fuck yourself Harry! this conversation is over you need to leave" I hate him so much, but I seem to not have listened to my words and thoughts as I move way closer by his lips. "All you have to do is stop with your attitude darling and turn around and slam the door in my face, but we both know you don't wanna fucking do that" He's fucking right, but I can't seem to move now as we both stare into each other's green eyes. I don't know what took over me, but all of a sudden I took him by his collar and place his lips on mine... Just at 25 Ruby Jones is a single, beautiful, sexy, shy redhead Mother and is struggling with her life. She had her son at 20 with the help of her grandparents and father of her son but no longer together because of his temper, and her parents died when she was just 5 in a car accident to a drunk driver so her life isn't easy. In general she is a stay at home body but she needs that to sort of change even if she's a mom and has responsibilities she wants to try and have fun for once. That being said she has to find a new job fast so when she finds one that makes very good pay she seriously has no idea what's about to hit her. At 27 Harry Styles the grumpy, dashing, mysterious man has it all, he's rich, ladies all over him, lives in a Penthouse in Manhattan, has two successful jobs, club owner and believe it or not a 1st grade teacher. He doesn't need to complain about life but sadly his childhood was so terrifying it scarred him forever, he'll always want to know what love feels like but he shelters himself because it's for the best. He tries to better himself starting in September, so he's getting ready for back to school night at Rockport Elementary where he teaches and he has no idea that this pacific night his entire life is about to be flipped upside down. Hope you enjoy this story GoldenGirlyyy<3 COMPLETE ❤️

"Why do you care?" he asks. But it's not soft. It's sharp, defensive, like he's already bracing for the answer. I want to tell him the truth. Because you saved me. Because you're the only one who makes me feel real. Because if you fall apart, I don't know what happens to the rest of us. Instead, I just say, "Maybe I want to understand." He scoffs, no humor in it. "You don't. Trust me." Silence stretches between us. Then he steps forward, close enough that I can see the way his hands won't stop shaking. "You already know too much," he says, voice low. "More than you ever should've." I don't look away. "Then tell me the rest." He shakes his head. "It's not your place. You don't get to ask." "But I am asking." He exhales sharply. "Jesus, Lily. This isn't a story with a clean ending. I'm not a mystery. I'm a goddamn warning sign. I'm dangerous." I flinch, but I don't move. And that pisses him off more. He takes a step back like he's going to leave, then pauses. His eyes flick to my jacket. In one quick motion, he reaches in and pulls out the burner phone. "I think this belongs to me," he says, tone sharp but quiet. No accusation. Just fact. I don't respond. Just watch as he slips it into his pocket, like closing a door I wasn't supposed to open. He looks at me for one long second, jaw clenched. "Go home," he says again, this time like a warning. And this time, I believe him. He crushes the cigarette under his boot, turns his back, and walks down the alley, leaving me standing in the dark. - Lily didn't ask to be assigned to him. Harry Styles is a name whispered like a warning, famous for his ink, infamous for everything else. Brooding. Untouchable. But Lily has a habit of looking too closely. And when she finds something she shouldn't, the line between curiosity and consequence begins to blur. He told her to stay away. She should've listened. - TW: emotional abuse, manipulation, drugs, sex, violence, trauma.