"Zayn," he spoke, smoke leaving his lips once again as he dropped the cigarette to the ground, stepping on it with his dark boots. His hand darted in between us as he awaited a response. "January," I said faintly, grabbing his hand. "Nice," he chuckled, making the first move to release my cold fingers. H...
She found him in the middle of a forest. He exposed her to a world she never imagined. Their lives will never be the same again.
Un mismo sueño cruzará los caminos de ambos, volviéndolos prisioneros de una pasión que lo pondrá en riesgo absolutamente todo. ¿Cuanto están dispuestos a sacrificar para ser el próximo invicto corredor? (Portada: Beoncheshire)
