❝I know love can be as pointless as it is to Nancy, and perhaps even as revolting as it is to Bill Sikes, but for me, I don't think it would be half as bad with you.❞ Somehow he always knew he was hers, He just needed a reason to believe it was true. ◈◈◈ A girl who loved reading, A boy who lost hope, A story on how two different people can connect in ways they never knew. Because fear isn't just a word, Love isn't just an emotion, Forever isn't just a promise, And Rose McLean isn't just a regular girl.

Lilah James has never had any troubles with getting into a club, even though she was not 'of age' yet. Still, no bodyguard ever demanded to see her ID. That all seemed to change when a handsome, tall and not to forget tattooed-to-his-neck bodyguard came in the game. Before she knew it, he had denied her entrance to the city's local club. She was beyond embarrassed, but over all angry at him. He was just doing his job, she knew. Yet she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was more behind it. Especially after seeing him let teenagers in. He didn't ask for their ID's, but Lilah could swear they looked like ten! She's never met him before and really wasn't planning on getting to know that handsome, ink covered devil. But after she discovered what he did when he wasn't guarding the club, she knew she would never hear the end of it. Especially because of her brother's interest in fights and his unmistakable admiration for one specific fighter: Prince Charmink. »»» "Jason." I hissed at my brother. "What?" He asked absentmindedly. "That's him." I whispered, eyeing the three men in the cage. Prince Charming stood tall and proud with a knowing smirk on his face. "Yes, I know. He's my favourite too." He informed me and I scoffed. "No, you dumbass. He's the bodyguard I was talking about." I snapped at Jason and his eyes widened. "You mean he was the one who didn't let you in?" He almost stuttered. "Yes." I nodded and looked back at the man who hadn't left my mind in a week. I could feel my anger rising again as I glared at his smug facial expression. As if sensing my eyes on him, his confident look faltered and it got replaced by a surprised one as his eyes settled on me. My eyes widened and I looked away. Jason's breath hitched. "He's glaring at you." He whispered and then he gulped. "Now he's glaring at me."

Rhett Jaggar is Boston's hottest underground fighter. He has the body and the winning streak to prove it. He trains like a mad man, with more discipline than a monk. But even he can't keep his attention in the ring when a brunette distraction shows up in his boxing gym.
Ava Young had it all. The fancy house on a hill, a successful businessman father, an adorably decorated off campus apartment, and a group of fun-loving college friends. That is, until her father's company is exposed for embezzling. She has no place to turn but her childhood best friend's couch and a new, strange life filled with underground fighters. Including the intimidatingly sexy, Rhett Jaggar.
These two opposites may come to find that they have more in common than they realize...but will it be a harmless attraction or end in a dangerous addiction? 
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