Red Heaven

Red Heaven

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What would you do for love? For Harry Deville, a more fitting question arises: What WOULDN'T you do for love? Racing down an endless road in the dead of night with his clothes soaked in blood, Harry doesn't remember his past or how the blood even got on him--let alone WHOSE blood it is. But such things were of trivial importance, because now all he was looking forward to is his future with his beloved fiancée, the only thing he does remember. If he can find her, that is. And when Harry's car suddenly breaks down in a strange, sleepy town called "Red Heaven" run by a dangerous couple, evil and frightening forces soon rear their monstrous heads to stop Harry from finding his lover. But when it comes to love... Harry is the WORST monster of all. ᴘᴜʙʟɪꜱʜᴇᴅ: 7/2/2023 ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ: ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ
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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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