SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

What ever you do, don't call him James. "It's Jimmy, bitch." Story start date : TBA

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019

"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He exhales a chuckle of cynical amusement, his footsteps getting every step clearer to my eardrums until I eventually sense body heat burning my back. "And why is that?" He whispers over my shoulder, hands inviting themselves to grip the railing in front of me so I become a prisoner between his inked arms. I swallow. "Because you'll be the one to kill me first." // Aven Brooks is hired to take pictures for the world-renown punk rock band known today as Duplicity; hoping the experience gets her into her most elite-dreamed university. However, when her lenses accidentally capture more than just cheeky sound checks and performances, she comes to a horrifying discovery that Duplicity is anything but a band. Appalled and frightened, she's trapped. *HIGHEST RANKINGS* #1 IN HARRYSTYLES #1 IN ONEDIRECTION ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @happydays1d NOT ALLOWING TRANSLATIONS! CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE / DRUG ABUSE / SEXUAL CONTENT / DESCRIPTIVE VIOLENCE / MENTAL HEALTH READ AT OWN RISK!

𝐓𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐭 : "Du bist also die, die dieses Orbit Zeug vertickt." haucht er. Der harte Unterton in seiner Stimme macht deutlich, dass dies keine Frage, sondern viel eher eine Feststellung ist. Ich blicke in sein Gesicht, das von einer Narbe durch seiner linken Augenbraue und einer über seiner rechten Wange geziert ist. Er hat dunkelbraune Augen und Haare, die locker aus seiner Kapuze fallen, über seinem Mund zeichnet sich ein mittelstarker Oberlippen Bart ab. Seine Muskeln kommen selbst durch seinen schwarzen Gucci Pullover zur Geltung und sind nur ein kleiner Einblick von dem, was sich wohl unter diesem Pullover versteckt. Sein Erscheinungsbild fasziniert mich sofort und Zeitgleich schießen mir Gedanken in den Kopf, was er wohl alles mit mir anstellen könnte.. Sofern ich ihm nicht gleich direkt eine Kugel zwischen seine Rehbraunen Augen verpasse. Denn trotz dessen, dass der Mann, der mir gerade gegenüber steht mein Höschen mehr als nur etwas Nass macht, darf ich nicht vergessen, wie gefährlich er eigentlich ist. "Und du bist wohl der, den man Putin nennt." antworte ich, was den gut aussehenden Mann vor mir zum Grinsen verleitet "Mein Favorit war ja Joker." zuckt er mit seinen breiten Schultern und kommt meinem Gesicht näher. 𖧹𖧹𖧹𖧹𖧹𖧹𖧹𖧹𖧹𖧹 ©capistories !𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐃𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐒 𝐍𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐔̈𝐍𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐓! **𝐇𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐞 𝐆𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐭, 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐱 𝐒𝐳𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐧- 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐧!!** (𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘) 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐟𝐨𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞