"What's Rae short for?" He continued before tossing his friend the keys to his car. When he unlocked it she noticed the matte black Trackhawk was in the same parking lot. "Wouldn't you like to know." She leaned against the door of her car realizing he wasn't ready to wrap up their conversation so quickly. He stood his ground with a smirk tucking both hands into his pockets. "I'm asking." He shrugged, playing off his curiosity. "What's Baby short for?" She returned the question hesitant to give him her name since she didn't know his. "Josiah." He didn't hesitate. The name fit him like a glove. "Raegan." She granted, through her doe eyes. ❃ She wasn't looking for love, neither was he, what they needed was healing, but love has a funny way of forcing itself into the mix. Both self-made and self-sustaining, these young entrepreneur's cursed themselves with tunnel vision for their futures. Raegan and Josiah were perfect strangers until they find their fates intertwined and their souls infatuated. From what was supposed to be a fun night on the town, into a whirlwind of lust, lies, and most importantly, love. Will they run from their undeniable chemistry or let love mend their wilting hearts? PLAYLIST LINK IN BIO!!!!

In which Ròmia died in a car crash and was Reborn in TVD as Caroline Forbes and she isn't about to die for a doppelgänger Blackfemoc~Niklaus Mikaelson

𝙏𝙬𝙤 𝘼𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙚𝙨. 𝙊𝙣𝙚 𝙎𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.

💓 Ariana Fletcher & Dave East book 💗 "i can't leave you alone... you got me feenin' & im thinking & im dreaming about you love"

Not good at descriptions sadly just read it to find out whats going onシ

" Bae would you hold it down if it came to it. Put your life on the line for me, could you do it? Judge tell you tell the truth, but would you lie for me?" - Yungeen Ace

in·se·cure/ adjective (of a person) not confident or assured; uncertain and anxious. Catalina Delarosa has lived in fear her whole life. Fear of love, yet fear of being alone. Fear of being vulnerable, but fear of letting anyone in. August Alsina, the troubled, mysterious boy that she seems to hate was always able to find a way under her skin. There were dark secrets inside of him that he planned on taking to the grave. Well- he did until she somehow found out each of his secrets. On her journey of self-love and his of self-destruct, they are forced to spend a month together that erupts into the life changing event neither of them could've predicted.

"You're not a plaything." He insisted. "Then, what am I?" I asked. "My little girl." My lips curled upwards at his response. She was just eighteen, and he was thirty-five. She was a cute socialite and he was a handsome caterer. He read her like a book, and she found her defenses begin to crumble.

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