Broken Freedom (On Hold)

Broken Freedom (On Hold)

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Zoe Mitchell doesn't belong there. She's not a bad girl or a rebel. She's not one of those girls that, when you see them, you automatically narrow your eyes and shake your head. So why is she there? She doesn't know. She went to sleep in her bed one night and woke the next morning at Celzics school for Juvenile delinquents. Tanner Swane Has been at Celvics for three years now, and he isn't meant to be there either. So why is he there? That's for me to know, and you to find out. When Zoe and Tanner meet each other, they get an instant connection, but she denies it. "I slid my arm around her shoulders and slipped my black sunglasses on my face as we walked through the halls and towards the door leading to our freedom. I felt her straight brown hair crinkle under the weight of my arm, and our pace quickened. This is the day I have been dreaming of since I set foot in this school three years ago today. This is the day we get out. This is the day we get free. The door's getting closer and I can almost smell the fresh air that we have been so long deprived of. As we walk the corridor seems to get longer, the door farther away. We pick up our pace even more, bringing it to a run. The faster we go, the farther the doors get from us. I let my arm slide from her shoulders, leaving her standing behind me as I continued running for the door, hoping to catch it before it gets even farther away. My legs start pumping faster, my feet seeming to never hit the floor, I run as fast as i can, trying to reach the door. I'm almost there, my fingers almost hitting the red metal, I can barely feel it--"
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"Humans. You always have to go sticking your nose where it just doesn't belong. There are repercussions but you silly mortals think everything revolves around you," he cooed in a deep voice. He turned me to face the wall and I felt his warm breath curling on my ear as he buried his nose in my hair. "Get off me. Let me go, creep," I tried to struggle out of his tight grip. He refused to let me go and let out a dark chuckle, a tight grip on my wrists as he pinned them to the wall by my head. He took one last deep breath. "You're going to learn not to go sneaking around, love," he smirked deviously. Before I could stop him he bit into the vein in my neck, taking deep gulps of the crimson liquid spilling onto my shoulder and seeping into the fabric of my shirt. I felt myself get dizzy and I curled into the man before falling into a deep sleep. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Imagine being forced into an entire other world you didn't even know existed. Ella Darling was an ordinary art history major in college until she had pressed the wrong button on an elevator and saw their world. She didn't know what was what nor did she have the time to figure anything out before she was being claimed by the dark vampire, Tom Keifer. Tom Keifer; recluse, outcast, introvert, billionaire, had been looking for love as long as he could remember. He had it all; every girl wanted him, he was extremely well off from a very successful business, and he had all the power he could ask for. One thing was still missing in his life despite everything he had. He was about to give up on love until he saw her. He smelled the blood running through her veins from a mile away. Knowing a human shouldn't have been where she was he found his way over to her. All he knew was two things: One, she was a mortal. Two: He would stop at absolutely nothing to make her his bound mate.

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