Bloodline [N.H.]

Bloodline [N.H.]

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Ella Grey thought she'd left her father's dark legacy behind. After his death, she built a quiet life in London, far from the shadows of his criminal empire. But someone knows the sins he kept hidden - and now, they want her. When a stranger begins stalking her, threatening her life, Ella finds herself reluctantly protected by Niall Horan, whose charm masks a fierce determination to keep her safe. As attacks escalate, the two flee from danger that seems to come from every corner - yet the most insidious threat may be the one they trust most. With her life hanging by a thread, Ella must navigate betrayal, survive the past she never knew, and confront a shocking revelation: someone close to her - someone she trusts implicitly - has been orchestrating the attacks all along. In a story of danger, deception, and unexpected love, Ella and Niall must survive the ghosts of the past to discover that trust, and the heart, are worth fighting for.
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She was sent to hunt him. He was waiting for her. In a world where loyalty is a weapon and love is a dangerous game, Layla Mercer walks a fine line between survival and betrayal. What begins as a mission turns into something far more twisted when the man she's meant to capture sees through her lies-and plays along. He's dangerous, charming, and far too perceptive-and he seems to know exactly what she's hiding. As the lines blur between hunter and hunted, Layla starts to wonder who's really pulling the strings... and how much of herself she's willing to lose. Every kiss is a lie. Every touch, a trap. Everyone has something to hide. Nothing is what it seems. And as secrets unravel and truths turn lethal, Layla finds herself trapped in a web of deception spun long before she ever entered the game. Some saints were made to be worshipped. Others were meant to burn. This is not the story you think it is. "To destroy the devil, I had to become his favorite saint." All rights reserved to @mr_haroldstyles Trigger warning: this story contains graphic depictions of violence, drug abuse, sexuality, physical and psychological abuse, strong language, deals with depression and anxiety and other mature themes.

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