Madilyn Percy, die fünf Jährige Prinzessin von England, lernt im Sommer den sieben Jährigen Landjungen Harry Styles kennen. "Hey Mad! Guck mal! Ich habe mir eine Krone aus Papier gebastelt. Jetzt bin ich König und du die Königin." rief der lockige Junge mir zu und hielt mir grinsend die gelb angemalte Krone vor die Nase. Ich kicherte leise und riss sie ihm aus der Hand:" Nö! Ich habe jetzt zwei, siehst du?". Vorsichtig setzte ich die Papierkrone über meine kleine echte Krone. Harry beobachtete mich dabei:" Weißt du Mad? Ich wäre gerne mal.." er stoppte kurz, riss seine Arme in die Höhe und rief, während er sich drehte:" Der König der Welt!" Man dachte die Freundschaft würde ewig halten. Doch es kam alles anders. Harry will Rache. Für seine Eltern. Er will an die Macht. Schafft er dies auch? Zieht er Madilyn dadurch in große Gefahr? Wird er sie dafür benutzen? "Ich werde die Papierkrone gegen eine echte austauschen. Was hälst du davon Mad?"

Harry Styles, the brooding and intolerable tattoo parlour owner, meets River. A girl utterly oblivious to his way of the world with a curious heart determined to understand the extent of his nefarious ways. River comes to realize that Harry is hiding something much deeper than ever expected, only once those secrets are ultimately revealed, it's too late to turn back. -- *18+ // Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content*

SEQUEL TO DEVIL'S DUE. BOOK #2 After being shot, River and Harry, along with the others, are forced out of the country and on the run. While in hiding at her mother's house, the group assesses their situation and attempt to devise a plan as to their next steps, all the while trying to maintain a step ahead of Damien and his underground crime syndicate by whom they are being hunted down.

Harry Styles, a secret service agent working for British intelligence is tasked with finding the killer after a series of brutal but calculated murders across Europe. His mind is sharp, he's smart, arrogant and works with a precision that leaves no room for error. Harry never misses a step, until the night he unknowingly hooks up with the assassin he's been ordered to catch. Winter is a master manipulator, a ruthless assassin with a chilling elegance and icy eyes that seem to pierce through the soul. She kills with precision, vanishes without a trace, and never lets anyone close. What begins as a mission becomes a deadly obsession. Because in this game, they're both hunter and prey. In a world of secrets, betrayal, and bloodshed, Harry finds himself completely captivated by the danger he seeks to eliminate. The cat and mouse game begins, blurring the lines between duty and desire. // "Because we're still doing this the easy way." Harry muttered, his hand flexed on the back of my neck. I gasped when he used my throat to pull me towards him. He spun me around, shoving me back forcefully so my back hit the wall. "I don't want to have to do it the hard way." His chest was against mine to keep me further restrained, my wrists were pinned against the wall above my head. "I don't wanna have to be the bad guy." "What are you going to do?" I asked him, swallowing, feeling his palm wrapped tightly around my throat, but not enough that I was choking, just enough that I could feel the pressure. "Are you trying to choke me, Harry?" I cocked my head to the side, grinning through my blood stained lips. "C'mon... you know I like it."