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Deadly Reflections [h.s]

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Time 1h 39m

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*This story contains MATURE and EXPLICIT content*

The feeling of someone's presence I don't know makes me quickly twist around, darting straight towards them as I wrap my hand around their throat, pushing them forcefully up again a wall. My eyes then meet his crystal green ones as he smirks down at me, a low chuckle escaping his lips. "Winter Lynn. A pleasure to meet you" he rasps, his British accent coming out thick.

I narrow my eyes at him, feeling anger start to bubble up inside of me. He isn't scared. Why is he not scared? "You've heard of me. Good" I whisper.

I see him stick his tongue out slightly, wetting his pink lips as he gazes at me intently. "Why don't you do it harder love?" he murmurs.

I let out a small growl in the back of my throat as I do exactly as he asked. I tighten my grip around his throat, pulling him up from the ground. "Since you've heard of me, you must know of the heads of your friends you've been delivered. And yet, you come here. It's very brave of you considering I could kill you faster than you can blink" I spit sharply.

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LOVE ME NOT 1 Something was off about this man. I couldn't put my finger on it, but his eyes-those cold, green eyes-said everything without him having to speak. His actions, his silence, the way he carried himself with an authority that shouldn't have been there, not for someone like him. It all felt... wrong. Why did he act like that? Why did he care at all? I watched him walk away, his black clothes blending with the shadows, his presence somehow both suffocating and distant. He had no right to be so cold, yet so... caring. And those eyes-those eyes that pierced through me like they were trying to figure me out. Like I was the puzzle he hadn't solved yet. Still. He's the one who ruin me. Completely.

Dreams (Zarry) by MaryC_DT

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One Word | H.S. by sunflowersnstuff

We're all mad here, it's Wonderland. ~ Harry latches onto my passionate on-beat arms as he keeps me from moving forward. "Are you fuckin' mad?" He grits through his teeth. "I'm in Wonderland, Pretty Boy," I throw my free arm in the air, motioning to the surrounding world. "Of course, I've gone a little mad." He flips me around as the level of infuriation rises throughout his clenched jaw, trying to remain composed. "Don't try and be something you're not, Presley." I rip away from his hold, furrowing my brows from the curt statement, the honest revelation that should've just stayed within his mind. "We'll never be the heroes, and you know that," he says, colder than the Arctic's towering waves. "We'll never win." We'll never find Purple. Purple, the color of the Star-Crossed Lovers.

My Dangerous Prince by Sky_Liz

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Pyschopath ||•Harry Styles•|| by LuvYou4Ever

"Death is not scary. Its where you'll be if you ever leave me" He growled in my ear. I whimpered and stared at him in horror. "I- um... OK" I stammered scared of what would happen if I said no or tell him to get away from me. He gave me a hard stare before pulling out of his house. "Tell anyone and you'll be swimming with the sharks" He pushed me into his black Range Rover and drove me home, once we were in front of my house I turned to look at him once more. "Don't forget what I said Raelynn." he said without even glancing my way. I was about to get out of the car when he grabbed my wrist, "do I not get a kiss goodbye, love?"

What am I by RK_Anne

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ℂ𝕒𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕒 | H.S | by hsdiaries

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Heavenly | H.S by intermissionfl0wer

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