My name is Shine Skyler Jones. The unluckiest woman in the world. At some points I'd rather be mould by the monsters underneath my bed. but what if I fell for them? Other than that. I've seen this woman roaming around. I never really known her officially but she seemed oddly familiar, the face, lips, even the body. As peculiar as it seemed, I feel like I've known that woman but I just don't recall how, is this deja vu? read more to find out This story contains •Harmful language •nudity and or sex •violence •abuse •harassments •self-harm •trauma Please read if you're above 16. Thank you! All of the information written on the book is all fantasy. None of them are real.

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP