"I'm glad you came," He said in a low, husky voice, "I thought you wouldn't." Quickly I stood up, taking a step backwards, a step away from him. But while I did that, he took a step towards me and before I knew it, he stood right in front of me. "Hi (YN)," He whispered, like it was almost risky to talk, that nobody ma...
Dear, dear, dear Princeton...You thought you were an OG player? Please. Valentine Lobo (porteguese for Wolf) is made up of game, deceit, and indirect revenge—all with one post on her private blog entitled "Backstage in Harvard." Otherwising that, Valentine is your average sixteen-year-old nerd attending Cypress Woods...
I know you don't know me, but you will soon. I think I'm in love with you, and yes, I'm a fool. A sucker for love. I've always been impulsive. Ever since I saw you, my heart has been stolen. I'm way too shy to show you the real me, so I'm writing just so you can get to know me. Accept me as I am, and please write me...
