The Devil's Desire | Book One | #Wattys2017

The Devil's Desire | Book One | #Wattys2017

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None of this was meant to happen. She wasn't meant to be kidnapped. She wasn't meant to listen to him. She wasn't meant to fall for him. But she did. She did get kidnapped. She did listen to him and she did fall for him. But how can you love a monster? How can you love someone who took you away from the people who loved you? You don't. Crystal Anderson was kidnapped by none other, Harry Styles. A man with money and power and in need for a new play mate. No one seemed to be good enough for him, but one girl caught his eye. Crystal Anderson. He had to have her, other wise he would die. He wanted her. He desired her. They refer to her as The Devil's Desire. Other works: SECRET #Wattys2017 ~ Harry Styles Upcoming Works: The Babysitter ~ Harry Styles
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***completed*** NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON Harry Styles. The strange one. The freak. The one who was too kind for his own good, trapped in a world where his job was to bring people pain. Sophia 'Spice' Winters. The dancer. The stripper. The one who who trapped in a world where her job was to provide men with nothing but pleasure. -- "What don't you understand?" Harry seethed, his hands gripping the roots of his hair. "I'm not the good guy here, Sophia. I'm bad, everything about me is fucking bad." Harry looked as if he was about to rip his hair out, his wild eyes shinning with madness. He looked unhinged, raw and angry. It should of frightened me. That look alone should of been enough to send me running. He didn't look like the shy man I first met. He looked...crazy. His fingers were coated in red, stained with the blood of another. He didn't seem to care though. "If I was you Sophia, I would run away. Run as far away as you possibly can, because I promise you...An evil part of me won't let you go, and I hate myself for that. I want you to run away, to a place that I can't ever find you. You'll be safe that way."

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