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This is me

Author's Note.

Hello reader,

This is my first time publishing my writing, feel free to criticize my writing however you deem suitable and please do send those messages to me. I would really appreciate it if you guys considered my writing as an amateur's and don't hate. Lots of effort put into this. Again this is my first.

Thank you for considering even reading my book. I hope you like it.

Sincerely DD.

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PROLOGUE

''Long time no see blue bella'', that voice stopped me cold.

The body, I thought which was that of a lone man looking for a one-night-stand, was actually that of a voice I knew oh too well.

Cole fucking Anders.

My once love, my protector, my betrayer, and now enemy.

I never thought I'd see him again and yet here he was dancing with me to Kygo.

I knew this day would come, I just didn't know when. I loathed the day it would happen. I hoped it never would.

Yet I could feel the heat of his body at my back as he swayed with me and the way he peppered kisses all over my neck. I hated him and still I could feel attraction brewing inside me, and I hated it. I hated the day I would have to see him again.

''I missed you Cricket. Oh how you have grown. Mmmm and the way you smell'', at that moment his tongue sneaked out and he licked me from the nape of my neck to the bottom of my ear, my body shivered against its accord. I knew he could feel it when he said ,'' I see you still react to me the way used to Cricket''.

''Fuck you, Cole'' , I sneered back.

''Oh you'll do that and much more Cricket, I promise '', he whispered in my ear.

My body shivered from the feel of his breath against my ear. From his tone, I knew that he would live up to his promise and it sure as hell scared me yet excited me all at once.

I could not wait.

Oh I could not wait, note the sarcasm.
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Chapter 1

WHITE. WHITE. WHITE.

That's all I can see. A fucking white and empty canvas.

''Ughhh. While I'm in class ideas seem to be running around my head like two-year old toddlers but when I'm in front of a canvas nothing is there?!!! "

See what frustration has gotten me to do. Screaming.

Well as you can guess I am having an exceptionally bad day(please note the sacrcasm) Okay not all a bad day, but in summary a horrible, making me scream and tear my hair kind of day, and I love my hair. All the girls out there understand my dilemma.

They understand how I feel.

''Anna would you stop screaming you will wake up Bella!! ''.

Yes I live with a roommate who has a kid, as annoying as she is, she is also an adorable angel. Okay maybe not angel but she is adorable and she loves her candy providing, spoiling Auntie Anna.

As fustrated as I am by this creativity blocked day, let me just tell you who I am.

I am 22-year-old Annabelle Pryce. Weird last name right, but what can I do my father is proud to call himself a Pryce and so am I. I am a strawberry blonde, hazel eyed, hot tempered woman with freckles sprinkled around her face. I am currently 'wasting' away my life over university doing something I don't even like.

I have two younger sisters, one 19 and the other 17. Violet the older of the two is a genius like my father, and Ruby is the anomaly of the two and yet I just know that she is just may be an exact duplicate of me. I don't mind really, I love it but sometimes it can be a real pain in my ass. Though to be honest they're the best thing that could have ever happened to me, maybe I should just stop lying to myself.

My parents well they're just the ideal couple of the entire history of couples. As cheesy at that may be my parents love eachother so much it's like my own romantic reality show that I can just watch for the rest of my life.

They're the owners of a pet shelter, where they rescue animals from all over the world from where ever they can and give them a home, they consider it their life mission to save all the animals, endangered species, even stray dogs and cats, especially stray cats and dogs. That's not all! They also have it in their mind that they can get the people all around the world to help as well,while many people already do, they have gone to many schools and conferences where they try to convince people to help.

That's why I love them both so much and not only do they shower love over us they also shower love over all the lonely animals everywhere. These days the love, the appreciation, the respect for dogs have vanished. My parents have made it their mission to save them any way they can. They have offices placed all over the world. Although there are still some places where they still have to spread their language, I believe they can spread it soon enough.

"Aunty Anna, I want candy again", I look down and see Bella staring up at me with the cutest green eyes which she got from her dad, who is a 'hottie' by the way.

"I knew you were the one giving her candies and not Jax," accused Christie.

I looked at her sheepishly.

"Well what do you expect?! Look at those eyes! Tell me you can resist?," I told her as she walked up the stairs to the attic.

Christie was a beauty and I can see why Jax felll for her, and got her pregnant from their too much hanky panky, and the way he declared his love for her to win her back at his hockey game was absolutely adorable. I love the guy, but in a brotherly way, don't worry.

As I was saying, Christie, aka Christina, is a typical blonde except hers is a little more sun kissed. She got the height between the two of us, 5'5" where as I got the curves, not complaining, she has a few freckles on her nose and more on her neck (and maybe her boobs but I did not say that), and has brown eyes, more like chocolate brown. She has a heart shaped face, which has this alluring look to it. Maybe because of her eyes.

Anyways I'm veering off track, we met in Sophomore year of college and let me tell you it was so interesting that it is not at all funny (although it was). She was having a fight with her now husband, and the reason was because he intentionally didn't wear a condom when they were having sex, and that is what created darling little Anna.

It was hard for her, I know this all because of the whole load of complaining she dropped on my shoulders. But still my niece is absolutely adorable. The argument between Christie and Jax consisted of Christie screaming in our dorm room and Jax trying to soothe her and convince her that it was a mistake , it really was funny to watch. In the end Christie was too mad at Jax to really reconcile with him, and she refused to talk to him for almost a MONTH, it was tragic after that, but in the end after a month and a half of WOOING she finally agreed to take him back, and I was there to be her friend through the whole ordeal. The midnight cravings, morning sickness and her hornyness, not funny at all. Stop laughing at me.

I have the best friend I could ever have, and a life full of people I could not imagine my life without. With Jax, his friend Vincent and Ripper. They are my support system and have been through my drunken tirads full of slurs of sadness and depression over a childhood I lost to an incident.

Then there was my lifelong enemy Cole Anders. He was my downfall, he was my salvation. He was what killed me seven years ago. He was what killed my soul all those years ago, he killed the real Anna.