Filthy Cloaks / H.S.
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"Welcome to Hard Liquor. A club mixed with a bit of intellect," Harry whispered on the crook of my neck, fanning the whisk of his warm breath on the most sensitive part of my skin. His sharp smirk gleamed prominently as blood trickled down his cheeks, on the bridge of his nose, and seeped its way into his mouth. I was trapped in my own chokehold of horror, fluttering my eyes inconsistently at the feeling of his breath stroking my nape.
• Formerly known as Hard Liquor / H.S. •
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crumble | h.s
{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.Lengkap
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Ecstasy [h.s.]
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Byline / H.S.
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Duplicity [h.s]
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