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Rated 18+ for lesbian sex scenes and crude language. Paris Carter has been bullied for her size and out of place because she was taller than most boys. However, she was untouchable considering the fact that she was Bleu Ivy's best friend. That's the only reason people even knew her name. Stunning, popular, and rich, Bleu Ivy (NOT Beyoncé and Jay's daughter) had it all. She protected her best friend, had a supportive group of friends, excelled in school, and had her future all planned out. Everything was fine. Wrong. Paris disappeared without a trace for one exact year. And she came back...Different. A lot of changes can happen in a year. From besties to ex-best friends, from an ordinary girl to a princess of her own country, from platonic love to lust: Bleu's senior year isn't as ordinary as she expected. "You're a WHAT?!" "A princess."

***GirlXGirl Romance*** Living in New York you learn to keep up with the quick pace of the city, myself included. I was never the one to stop and smell the roses, but that was until I met her on that dull September afternoon. Her eyes were light and dark at the same time, as if a devil and an angel lived inside of her. Time itself had stopped, and since that day everything had changed, ever since I had crossed paths with Drew Wilder.

The Sequel to Rebel Heart It was the first time in four years, Gabrielle Ervy stepped foot in her father's mansion. She looked around and felt nostalgic, remembering the first time she was here five years ago. The familiar feeling of home slowly crept its way to her now closed and cold heart. Her lips formed a weak smile as she sucked in cold air and set her gaze straight. She cleared her thoughts of anything, of someone in particular and walked inside. She had a reason why she's back and surely it had nothing to do with rekindling relationships. She had a goal and she won't let anything or anyone hinder that. Her poor heart was long buried four years ago and there was no way resurrecting it. Or maybe she hasn't known it yet.

REBEL HEART Luxury never made me happy. It's just a distraction from this solitary world, only filling the shallow holes and never satiating the emptiness deep in my soul. At the end of the day, after the fleeting feeling of happiness had gone, I still find myself craving for something, aching for one thing that could make me whole. Million dollar question is: What could that be? Could it be something I don't have? Could it be someone I've never met? My name's Gab and I was sent to Chicago to fulfill my Uncle's wish and somehow escape this predicament. Then I ask myself, will I find it here? Do all roads take you to the right places? And in the event of finding it, will it make me whole, complete or even happy?