Stronger [h.s.]
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  • Reads 9,336
  • Votes 181
  • Parts 28
  • Time 5h 13m
Ongoing, First published Feb 14, 2014
Violet Oakwood did not have a perfect life, but she was content. Well, I guess you could say that.  She was going through the motions: eat, sleep, work, maybe see her best friend Brielle on the weekends. She was pretty ordinary.  But with a troubled past. Being constantly belittled by her mother, and trying to be more like her sister, Violet has had weight after weight placed on her. She's about ready to break. Then, comes Harry.  
Harry Styles. A very not ordinary person. A singer, striving for fame. A dopey, sweet, intelligent gentleman. But with an even darker past. 
 Harry brings the life into Violet. Through him, she creates new friends, and finds a love she never thought possible.  With Violet as a light, Harry can escape his darkness. With Harry as an army, Violet can fight her battles.   Together, they make each other strong.  But how long will that light continue to burn? And how strong can a fractured army really be?
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***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."