"You can do drugs with him, you can do drugs with me. But the difference is, can you still feel high as a kite around him when you've not touched a gram of the stuff like you can with me?"

*Story containes MATURE & EXPLICIT CONTENT* THIS IS A SEQUEL / PART 2. Read "Stall" before this book, unless you just like spoiling things for yourself. If that's the case, you do you boo. "Something can be both delicate and violent" *** Harry lowers his eyes at me as he backs me up against the wall, the red lighting only making him look more menacing "You wanted the bad guy Abby? Wanted the villain?" My heart his running a hundred mile an hour when my breathing hitches in my throat as his hand comes up to wrap his long fingers tight around my jaw forcing me to look him in the eye. "Well now you've got him" He leans his face close to mine, his voice dropping to a low warning murmur that has my stomach hitting the floor. "...Run little mouse" *** BOOK STARTED JULY 1 2019 COMPLETED JULY 2021

[remake from my instagram one, @nightyharry] ------------------------------------------------- "𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞" "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐬" ------------------------------------------------- Mackenzie Clayden gets away from the house she lives in with her mom and her disgusting and abusive step father. She has no idea where to go now. It's raining, it's cold and her best friend Niall's parents don't like her very much. Well, they don't like her at all. So for now, a bus stop looks like a good place to spend the night in. No money, just her college stuff and a few clean pieces of cloth. Her major is the only thing worth fighting for in her life. A car appears round the corner in this empty and rainy night. But she doesn't step back. The driver offers her a place to stay. The driver knows her name. The driver was basically waiting for this moment to happen. Mackenzie trusts this driver. Mackenzie starts living her new life living with two men with a mission. A mission that includes her billiant intelligence and (still unknown) innate talent to catch the most dangerous and threatening serial killers from all over the world.

Fate. A word so few believe to be real. The world is a place where fate may seem coincidental, but it is real. Times have changed, the world evolving into so much more. And through this evolution, the idea of fate became reality. Couples are bound together in a tight link of fate; a bond that can never be broken. Whether or not the bond is sacred is what is at stake. Those who accept the bond, accept their fate.

"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!