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Revenge ♻|| H.S AU ||

Revenge ♻|| H.S AU ||

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Dec 23, 2017
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Fiction
Mystery
Emerald and Harry were so in love that everyone would get jealous of. But Harry's death was so much of pain for Emerald that has her had nightmares, panic attacks and a lot of attempts to kill herself just to be with Harry on the other side. She moved to Florida to start a new life after two years of hell, she met the devil by himself. Edward Wanted to take his Revenge from Emerald but why and what revenge he wanted to take, what will happen to Emerald when she finds out about it, who is he and what will be the end of them and the story is for me to write and for you to read and find out. •••••••••••• ••••• WARNINGS: VIOLENCE, BAD LANGUAGES.
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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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