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EDGE (H.S.)
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Ongoing, First published Jul 01, 2021
Mature
"You have an edge on him." "Which is what?" "Her." 

Renny needed a job to makeup up for the loss of hers. Somehow a bartender job ended up as a waitress for an undercover, illegal casino. Harry Styles hated the attention she took away from the gamblers doing what they were supposed to do in his casino, gamble. But he hated the way they looked at her even more. She wasn't his, but she sure as hell would never be theirs.
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Welcome to Fragments of Us. Ciara Mendez is a fierce, ambitious woman, a hard-working party girl with a sharp edge and a past she's desperate to leave behind. Her only goal? Success. She's determined to rise above it all, head held high, heart locked away, and emotions buried deep. But life has other plans. When the unexpected creeps in, heartbreak, regret, love, or maybe just lust. Ciara finds herself torn between who she was and who she's trying to become. Harry Styles, enigmatic, charming, and born into wealth that hides a darker truth. He's inherited more than just money from his late father; he's inherited secrets. Dangerous ones. The kind that require lies to keep the people he loves safe. But lies have a way of unraveling and when Ciara and Harry's worlds collide, they're both forced to confront the truth they've been running from. In the dark, love waits. But not everything waiting is kind. ✵ ✵ ✵ I reached up, wrapping my arms around his neck. "I'll be a good girl... if you tell me your name. Would be a shame if no one knows who made me come." He chuckled darkly. "You're something else, Ciara." My stomach dropped. How did he know my name? He smiled, flashing a dimple. "Since you asked so nicely... I'm Harry."