[-] "He saw all the stars in the solar system in her eyes." ••••••• Delani Taylor is the type of girl who wears silk ribbons in her hair and sketches anything and everything. She's blunt and straightforward; except for when comes to her feeling about her best friend. The sweetest boy who could always make the most trouble, and always listens to one person; his best friend. August Beckham had many happy places the stars, the hidden field of flowers behind the school, but most importantly; his best friend. ••••••• "Delani, Imma cum." I grit through my teeth. It was at the point I had to close my eyes because if I continues to watch at her ride me I would cum in a matter of seconds. "Can you hold it for me? I'm almost there baby, I promise." She saids through shallow breaths. My legs start to tremor as I threw my head back against the comforter when I feel her tighten around me, "Fuck I-" I felt a tinge of embarrassment when my words turn into a whimper. "You're doing so good, August. So fucking good." She moans. ••••••• Book Two of the Beloved Series Can be my read as a stand alone. 6/16/22- 1/1/23

Audrey Rhode Hayden Born and raised in New York, sophomore at Yale, the gorgeous it girl from one of the wealthiest American families who everyone adores. Everyone except him. Chase Elijah Miller The cold hearted, devastatingly handsome guy who hates everything and everyone. Especially her. . "He is fucki-" I correct myself "freaking annoying, rude, self-centered, and many other negative things that I could count for hours. He is so mean, pure evil, the devil's reincarnation in human form. He is-" Hatred can be a mutual feeling. But so does love. How could the mysterious troubled guy who the only emotion he ever knew was anger let himself fall for the outgoing girl everyone loves? "I went to war with myself for you. I am addicted to you, angel." She was the light to his darkness. ...But even the brightest smiles hide pain behind them. // "How did we end up here?" "You couldn't sleep." // She loves every part of him. Now, he loves them too. . . . . From enemies to lovers?

She was a ray of sunshine, an over achiever, a bookworm, way too gullible and selfless. But that's only the side she wants people to see. He was the polar opposite. Grumpy 24/7, introverted, tough on the outside. He also happened to be the captain of Yale's hockey team and was well on his way to getting drafted into NHL. But deep down, there's more to him than just the grumpy captain. When fate brings them together, can they put aside their past to make room for their future, or will they keep avoiding the undeniable tension in the air every time they're within 1 foot of each other. -------- highest rankings: ✿ #3 in him ✿ #84 in anxiety ✿ #28 in cocky ✿ #5 in yale ✿ #1 in oilers ✿ #65 in nhl ✿ #4 in smirk -------- (THANK YOU GUYS AGAIN)

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