New York Minute

New York Minute

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Sep 24, 2015
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Harry Styles
Welcome to the beautiful city of New York, filled with bright lights, law, passion... and love? Raven unfathomably falls head over heels over her boss Harry Styles, who is so different and beautiful. His emerald eyes pierce into her soul. He is perfect, but unattainable at the same time. Raven has never been even friends with someone like Harry. Eventually, whispers start and rumours fly. Maybe, just maybe, perfect isn't what is always best. Raven can only take so much before she breaks. When trouble strikes in the walls of their prestigious law firm, how will Harry react? When all forces are pitted against the couple, what will they do? That's the first of their troubles. "The hard part isn't getting the girl, it's about keeping her." A breathtaking romance set in gorgeous New York, NEW YORK MINUTE is sure to leave the reader on the edge of their seat as they take another step into Harry's imperfectly perfect world.
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Love. War. Lies. Nothing stays buried. Emersyn escaped once. But freedom comes with scars, and the past has a way of bleeding through the cracks. As secrets unravel and loyalties fracture, she's forced to decide who she can trust in a world built on betrayal. And Harry Styles, the only person who felt like safety, might be the one who costs her everything. When it comes down to him or her, survival or sacrifice, she knows one thing: She's not making the wrong choice this time. * "Then help me understand." The room tilts. My breath is ragged, his face too close, that quiet demand pulling the ground out from under me. Neither of us moves. There's an inch between us that feels like a cliff edge, almost like one wrong step will send us both over. "I hate you," I whisper, the words tasting like blood and truth. His jaw tightens, and his eyes drag over my face like he's memorizing every line, every crack I swore I'd never let him see. The silence stretches thin; my pulse is hammering so loud it drowns out the world. "Good," he mutters finally, voice rough. **** Started: 1/14/2025 Ended: TBD **** (Cover credit @antiheroics16)

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