Axel Brown was not particularly approachable. With a cold interior and a deadly stare he'd scare those who get to close away. So what was so different about Isabella June? She was everything he hated in a person. Chatty, loud, full of energy. A walking, talking ball of sunshine. The polar opposite. Well, his first mistake was falling into the traps of her. Falling so hard that he'd do just about anything to have her. His second mistake was burying himself in a void full of darkness and a life full of suffering with no way out other than the help of her. The girl who'd die for him, yet ultimately, live for him. ~~~ WARNINGS This story contains mature themes (strong language, violence, addiction, etc.) Copyright @khampadd 2022 - all rights reserved

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~