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Getting back the player by Lexxiia
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Second book of Trying to keep the player. They're in danger. Lexis can't find a way to save her parents, without him. So, the option left is to crawl back into the player and seduce him into letting her back right inside his life. Although, this time it's different. This time, Lexis's has a boyfriend. Is it really fair in love and war?
Trying to keep the player by Lexxiia
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Lexis is your regular smart teen-scratch that out. Lexis is your psycho teenage girl. Psycho according to a player she is being paid by his mother to be his fake girlfriend, in order to keep him off dating. The two do anything but get along with each other. She will bring hell into his life and hopes to make it game over for Damon, or what she likes to call him-Demon. This is just a light comedy novel I wrote when I was about 12 or 13 with my best friend. It's meant to be funny, light hearted. If you want something more serious skip to the third book: Playing the Assassin. Lots of mystery, heartbreak, and romance in there.
Red Leather (Book 2) by help-me-think-of-one
help-me-think-of-one
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Renee Griffin is gorgeous, loveable, undeniably popular, and has an uncanny ability of getting everything she wants. She is a cunning seductress, a loving daughter, a prima donna, and a cold-blooded murderer. This is not a story for the faint hearted. This is the story of a 21st Century psychopath. "'You've killed,' he breathed. His eyes had grown big, so big that they barely fit his face anymore. He didn't resemble Nathan at all. He was pathetic, and cowardly, and weak. 'I have.' Silence and darkness threatened to crush us both, the sound of his uneven breathing piercing through my eardrums. I didn't bother hiding anything in my demeanour - it was a relief to let the darkness out, to let it slip out of every pore and every cell. He was going to die. His next words were quiet, so quiet, that it could have been drowned out with the faint sound of cheers coming from the stadium. 'You're a monster.'"