Hellfire • H.S (AU)

Hellfire • H.S (AU)

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She's a demon from hell. He's a natural sinner on earth. Her name is Sapphire, at least that's what she chose it to be while visiting earth. His name is Harry Styles, trouble has followed him since the day he was born and he hasn't really wanted to try and change that. What happens when these two meet one night at a carnival and someone happens to be murdered? Just how much trouble will these two cause when they think the killer is each other? Can Harry handle the hellfire that surrounds Sapphire's damned soul? Can Sapphire handle being tamed or controlled by someone just as bad as she is? Lets find out, shall we?
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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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