In the shadows.  (H.S)    [A.U]

In the shadows. (H.S) [A.U]

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"There's something in the shadows. It finds you in a cold room. Silhouette against the wall." Elizabeth Rose walks home every night, nothing but murky rural streets, inky against the English night sky to keep her company. Her safe space has been invaded, however, feeling like every corner en route is a void trying to suck her in, and every tendril of dark is waiting to pull her into oblivion. It is the shadows, that is all she understands, and the thought has been quaking her shoulder blade. No amount of looking in retrospect can make her lay a finger on what's wrong. What's wrong? Is it the shadows? Is it what is in the shadows? Or is it a who? All she knows is that whatever it is, it is coming for her, all she can do is brace herself before it all crashes down. Before the shadows cave in. But she didn't see THIS coming. She NEVER did. highest ranking: #6 in darkharry. NOTE: THIS STORY DOES NOT REVOLVE AROUND HARRY. HE HAS A CHARACTER IN IT BUT THE STORY IS BASED ON ELIZABETH'S LIFE MAINLY AND PARTLY HARRY'S.
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Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

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