Demonic Fairies//ON HOLD

Demonic Fairies//ON HOLD

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Fairies don't always grant you the right wishes. They trick you. And not all Fairies are generous and kind-hearted like you probably think they are. They are quite the opposite. they are very- perhaps you could say- demonic... (Harry Styles Fan Fiction) ********* "Harry.. please... baby calm down." i pleaded trying to ease his discomfort. his once beautiful orbs of green that were looking down at me with pure love in them were now a dark shade or green and now looking down at me with pure hatred and disgust. "NO MAYA! HOW COULD YOU!?" he shouted. his eyes now letting water droplets slide down his cheeks like the rain falling from a window. "harry. please. listen to-" i was cut off once again my harrys harsh words that were slamming into my insides and making them turn. "you know what? i just wish you never entered my life." he said. and with that being said. i vanished. but my eyes let one single tear drop from my irisis to my cheeks to my chin and fall to my feet before i entered a world i surely did not recognize. All Rights Reserved.
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[COMPLETED] It is well known that the world isn't a nice place. There are too many people and not enough humanity. Emma learns this very quickly when she meets Harry Styles by accident. Especially when he has her entire life in his hands. ______________________________________________________ "Please" I begged. The rough patch of his thumb scraped over my cheek and took the tear. He balanced the droplet on his thumb and looked at it. His eyes moved from the droplet to me and he put his thumb in his mouth. I exhaled sharply and then he said: "Actually, I think I will keep you."

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