À l'âge de 15 ans, chaque humain reçoit une marque située sur une partie extérieure du corps, visible ou non. Tout le monde en possède une, mais seulement deux personnes dans l'univers détiennent la même. Du moins c'était censé être comme ça... La tienne se trouve sur ton poignet gauche, sur la partie inférieure. Et par chance, l'individu ayant l'exacte même est dans ton lycée, en seconde tout comme toi. C'est Karma, probablement le lycéen le plus populaire auprès des filles. Sauf que tu vas vite découvrir que derrière cette façade de beau garçon aimé, repose une facette beaucoup plus sombre et démoniaque. Et quand alors tu es au plus bas, un nouveau débarque dans ton année, tel un sauveur. Il avait des cheveux couleur miel et paraissait tout le temps joyeux. Et ce garçon, il avait aussi une marque identique à la sienne, au même endroit. Tu retrouves donc coincée entre deux âmes sœurs aux caractères bien distincts, comment déceler la vraie de la fausse ? ❝ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 ࿐ ❞ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 Ⅱ 𝘛𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)