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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)

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🥉 Best Female Character in The Time Vortex Awards 🥈 Best Soft Scene in Firework at Countdown Mini Awards & 🥇 Best Romance in End Of Year Awards 24 Kids. One field trip. When Tilly Lilly Johnson presses record on her vintage camera, she isn't just telling a story-she's confessing one. Her life looks picture-perfect from the outside. Composed, creative, and effortlessly put together. But behind the scenes stands a girl quietly shaped by grief, isolation, and secrets that have followed her for years. The school trip to Los Angeles promises distraction-a sun-soaked break from routine and a chance to reinvent herself far from home. For the first time, Tilly imagines stepping outside the version of her life everyone expects her to live. Distance feels like freedom; freedom feels intoxicating. Old feelings intensify, boundaries blur, and a love triangle ignites between the two boys who know her best and want her the most, along with jealousy and rivalry that blur the lines of friendship. Beneath the romantic chaos, something darker stirs. Strange incidents. Unsettling encounters. Something's off. She's not imagining it. The farther she runs, the more tightly the past keeps its grip. Will Tilly uncover what's really happening before it's too late, or will she fall for the deceptions and finally get swallowed up by her past? ©2025 by S.A.S. (QueenSas24). All rights reserved. No parts of this publication may be reproduced, transmitted, or distributed in any form by any means-including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods-without prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations used in critical reviews.