Demonic. (Harry Styles AU)
  • Leituras 7,670
  • Votos 351
  • Capítulos 12
  • Tempo 41m
  • Leituras 7,670
  • Votos 351
  • Capítulos 12
  • Tempo 41m
Em andamento, Primeira publicação em mar 27, 2014
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Karina Black. Sweet, kind, an Angel at heart. Her only flaw was her mind. It could process and analyze faster than most human beings, and it reeked havoc on her. It made her overthink all the time, but it also kept her from sinning. She was a Guardian, only a few of her kind were left. 

Harry Styles. The most powerful Demon there was. Violent, murderous, and deadly. He owned the small town, and all the people. When he saw her glowing white instead of black, he knew he had to have her. Only those of pure good glowed white, and this was the first time he had seen one. He had to corrupt her. And she would never knew what hit her.

Will he take her light, or will she kill his dark?

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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."