BLOODBOUND | H.S.

BLOODBOUND | H.S.

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In London's most powerful criminal circles, blood is currency - and marriage is war. When the Byrne family patriarch vanishes, Taegan Byrne becomes collateral in a conflict she never chose. With rivals closing in, her mother makes a ruthless move to protect their empire: a forced marriage to the enemy heir. Harry Styles is cold, violent, and untouchable. Raised to inherit a crime dynasty he never wanted, Harry has spent his life keeping his distance - from love, from trust, from anyone who could be used against him. Bound by a marriage of convenience between rival families, they're forced into sharing a life of secrets, power, and bloodshed. Taegan hates what he represents. Harry refuses to care. But London remembers everything. In a world where loyalty is lethal and love is the greatest weakness of all, being bloodbound might be the only thing that saves them - or destroys them. This story contains mature and explicit content. Read at your own risk.
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I didn't plan on falling in love with Harry Styles. I planned on surviving. Behind a bar, my life makes sense. Drinks in, drinks out. Keep moving. Don't get too close to anyone who might leave. Harry ruins that system the moment he walks in. He's patient in a way that's dangerous. Gentle in a way that makes it hard to keep my distance. He doesn't try to fix me, doesn't ask me to explain the parts of my life I'd rather keep buried. He just... stays. What starts as late-night conversations and quiet companionship slowly becomes something neither of us expected. Something steady. Something terrifying. Something that might actually be love. And when you've spent your entire life learning how to do everything alone, letting someone stay might be the hardest thing of all.

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