Till the End [H.S.]

Till the End [H.S.]

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mar., mars 3, 2026
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Harley doesn't remember her wedding. She doesn't remember the orchard, the church, or why her life is littered with bodies and broken memories she swears don't belong to her. Harry doesn't like the rich. He hunts them down and steals back what his boss tells him to steal. He doesn't want anything to do with them. He wants them all gone. But every clue Harley left herself before her memories were stolen drags them closer together: blood-stained veils, locked trunks, ruined chapels, and secrets buried in orchards across the ocean. As her past unravels, Harry finds himself trapped in a game Harley designed long before she forgot- a game of obsession, betrayal, and control. And in games like this, there's no such thing as winning- only surviving.
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{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.

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