Guarding Angel [on hiatus]

Guarding Angel [on hiatus]

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Beauty, innocence, faith, optimism, and most importantly love. All things that she longed to have, but did not. And isn't it ironic? Her name was Angel. This summer would've been her last, if it weren't for one very mysterious boy. Harry Styles was different from anyone else she had ever met. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something about him simply didn't seem human. And Angel didn't quite know why, maybe it was the fact that he radiated a sort of captivating aura, or maybe it was just that he was all she had, but she liked it. She liked it a whole lot.
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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."

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