Stolen pudding cups, flirty police officers, a bag full of weed and a trip to Vegas make for one hell of a bet. [In the process of being edited, some major changes will be made. Please note that I am not British and some things might not be right in regards to language and terms. As I edit I will try to fix them but p...
It was not enough to pretend to be in love and have a happy ending when enemies are outside and waiting. {Text copyright ® oceanharryx™ 2013-}
*Written in 2014* Book One in the Darien Grace Chronicles He was my siren song and all other melodies just seemed to pale in comparison.
I winced as he forcefully grabbed my hips, pushing me up against the brick wall. "W-who are you?" I choked out. His grip on my waist tightened, making the pain much greater. Who was he? What was he doing to me? The deep voice chuckled. "I could say so may things." My attacker lent down, his hot breath tickling my ear...
