Rose
Cliches. Fairy tales. Happy ever afters. I was a sucker for anything and everything with a happy ending.
The perfect man. A charming prince. The brooding bad boy or the secluded sweetheart with the gentle eyes.
Love was magical. I adored every aspect of it. The butterflies, the nervous kisses, the bashful glances. The discovery and the passion and the falling.
I loved love.
Until the day I hated it.
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Wild Girl ✔️
Romance|| a featured story || After the tragic death of her boyfriend, Rose flees to a cabin in the wild to mend her broken heart. It's there she meets Sebastian, her new neighbour with eyes like a black hole: vast enough to hold thousands of secrets. Ros...
