The story of a girl with a troubled past and the boy who falls too fast.

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

COMPLETED Evelyn was an aspiring social worker. But when her first assignment is helping a family living in one of the worsts neighborhoods around London, she has no idea that her life will never be the same. There she meets Harry, a man who is involved in the world of illegal fights, who would turn her life upside down. Could two completely different people be more similar than what they had expected? Find out more in Disclosure!

Harry doesn't believe in coincidences. Neither should she.

(I was a literal child when I wrote this and it is A LOT lmao read at ur own risk gat damn.) He watched her. He waited for her. He longed for her. The innocence she held was all he thought about. He was obsessed with her, and he had enough demonic power within him to claim her... Every part of her. His evil was worse than the very confinements of the Devils mind. He was evil. And she was light. But in the end, he would learn that it wasn't her body he wanted anymore. It was her love. And that would leave them damned for all eternity. A beautiful eternity. ©All rights reserved @goofygooberya {going through editing bc holy shit 14 yr old Izzy was a wreck}