Manifest // h.s.

Manifest // h.s.

melodyharry
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"My fingers traced over the outlines of his face, the sharp jawline, and the intricate details that made up his face. What had caught me by surprise were the electrifying green eyes that caused chills to run through my spine. I felt butterflies erupt through the pit of my stomach, taking in the beauty that this man held. The strands of brown dark hair in small curls lining his face swiped over his head had caused me to smile. I was already so attracted to him and I didn't think it was possible to be attracted to art. The tip of my index finger traced his heart-shaped pink lips, feeling my body ignite with fire inside. "This is your soulmate," The woman happily said." *** What happens when a psychic gets to draw what your soulmate looks like? You expect to meet them one day, fall in love at first sight, and happily spend the rest of your life together. But in Leah Presley's world, the universe doesn't seem to be on her side.
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{completed} "I want to go home." I plead. "Do you? Because Lydia, I will take you home myself if that's what you want." He says lowly. I knit my brows together in confusion. He takes another step toward me. "But, don't you remember? There's people out there, Lydia." He steps right up to me and tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. "People who want to hurt you." he continues. I feel tears well up in my eyes as I let out a sharp exhale. Harry leans down so that his lips are right next to my ear and I tremble in pure terror. "And this time..." I feel him speak against my ear. "I won't be there to save you." he whispers darkly. -- ~crumble ; verb -to break apart into small fragments especially over a period of time due to deterioration. ~ loving him meant risking everything. he was trouble and she knew it... but it was so hard to stay away. Harry Styles is a criminal. He has criminal friends and lives a criminal lifestyle. Lydia White has been a good girl her whole life. A twist of fate causes the two of them to meet. Lydia falls for Harry but soon discovers who he is. Now, he has enemies out to get him...and her.

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