Elodie Hart;
"Tasting her is like heaven. But Harlow isn't heaven. Nor is she hell; Harlow is the f*cking devil herself, with her sharp intimidation and her cruel way of things, but she tastes nothing like it. She tastes of sweetness and determinati...
Unfortunately, it isn't completed yet, and the first half of this book is in the midst of being edited. I started to write it about 2 years ago, so naturally my ability to write well was substantially lower than it is now...
However - hopefully I will reach and retain more readers as I edit and develop my first few chapters more <3
Before I start my story, I want to Introduce my characters' names and aesthetics-
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Warning! There'll be different topics in this story that may be sensitive to people and I will try to point them out, but just in case, please read at your own risk and only if you're comfortable.
Thank you for choosing to read my story, I hope you enjoy it <3
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The blonde-haired girl on the opposite side of the counter pointed to the glass display on my left. "I'll have that one, the lemon drizzle cupcake," She points to the cupcake, then her finger moves around the glass display, stopping at a red velvet cupcake, "-And this red velvet one too, please. My girlfriend loves red velvet." She smiles at me, taking a step towards the till to begin to pay.
Great choice, whoever her girlfriend may be, red velvet happens to be my all-time favourite. Even if it is almost identical to a normal chocolate cake, but red. I still can't come to terms with that. I smile at the girl, taking out both cupcakes and packaging them up for her.
