There once was a boy by the name of Damon Lashyear whom had the habit of making prey out of the young and the pretty.
I happened to be one of the many.
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"Hello Rosemary how are you today my love?" He called out to me with that glimmer in his eyes.
I smiled politely and walked away, unknowingly beginning a game with the most dangerous of all.
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Author's Note: This is my whatever you wish to call it, prolouge, introductory, notice of the story, etc. The rest is soon to follow.
Happy Reading!
Megan xxx
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Go Home Romeo
Teen FictionHe has a tendency to flirt. So how is she suppose to know that is honestly in love with her. She claims to hate him with a fiery passion. But does she really or is it an act?
