“You,” he scoffed. “You don’t believe in love.” He looked astounded, as if this news was most unpredictable.
I paused, replying as monotone as my voice could muster, “I believe in love. I just don’t desire it. It’s destructive. It ruins people.”
His brow shot up, surprised by my answer.
“Don’t tell me you’re a romantic,” I laughed. His posture grew tensed and he morphed back into the asshole I’d met a few days before.
“No,” he stated. But surprising me too, he voiced the words I never dreamed him uttering, “But I think love is beautiful.”
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A hop, skip, and an ocean away, Annelie Mills arrives in London, attempting to run away from her past. With a job offer and a place to stay by her overbearing family, she feels she can flee from her afflicted past. Not wanting to impose on her relatives, and eager to get on her own feet, Annelie searches for a roommate, and she finds one in the introverted, mysterious, and unusually intriguing asshole, Harry Styles. Laced with drama, laughs, and newfound happiness, Annelie tries to build a new life, but will it fall to pieces?
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SEQUEL TO INSATIABLE.
in·iq·ui·ty
noun
immoral or grossly unfair behavior.
To say that Aurora is struggling would be an understatement- truthfully, she's barely getting by. Merely a shell of a woman who has lost herself in the path of one man's destruction. A life without Harry and the heartache that followed was something she never could have imagined.
But what happens when the man who once had her heart, and ultimately destroyed it, makes his return?
Will Rori and Harry ever be able to mend their broken hearts? Will their lives ever be the same? ... or in the end will they have to overcome obstacles of the past, present and future to be able to face their own acts of iniquity?
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His eyes narrowed at me, "So what does that mean then?"
"Does it have to mean anything?" I quickly countered.
Harry's head tilted to the side, his eyes watching my face as his hand slowly raised up between us. "Tell me that it didn't." He spoke, his voice lower now. His hand inched towards me until finally the back of his fingers were brushing softly across my cheek. "Tell me you don't miss this feeling."
I couldn't help as my eyes fluttered closed, "What feeling?"
"You know what I'm talking about, Rori... I feel it too."
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STARTED: May 8, 2023
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