Fire&Desire (Ubran)

Fire&Desire (Ubran)

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Fanfic
Seventeen
Kalani Is a seventeen year old junior at ridgemorre high. Holding a 3.8 gpa , having some great friends and a amazing boyfriend you could say Kalani has a lot going for herself. On the outside Kalani seems like she has herself put together , but on the inside she is torn. Just two years before Kalani has witness both of her parents murder ; now leaving her and her oldest brother in charge of her and her 5 other siblings. Everyone believes that kalani is fine , and is doing ok. but inside she is dying slowly. What happens when Kalani crosses pass with Damion ; a local drug dealer on the south side of Chicago. Will Damion help her open up ? Will he help her get over the lost of her parents that she is still strongly grieving about? Wil Kalani fall in love unexpectedly? READ TO FIND OUT!
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"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1

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