Taming Life

Taming Life

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*This is my first book, it's just for fun and to see if I like doing this* DESCRIPTION Im suddenly grabbed by my long brown curls and being dragged down the hall. I know where he's taking we're going to his favorite room in the whole house the torture room. I remember the rules i've become so accustomed to all these years. Don't speak. Don't cry. Don't scream. But sometimes I forget those rules and sometimes like a lot of times I forget the most important one which is why I am slowly dying, I keep listening. "God, I hate you." He says looking down at my fragile body. I have long brown beautiful curls it the only thing I love about me. I'm a Carmel color 5'2 in height. I have little to no curves due to only getting to eat scraps. My 17 year old body need food but I've come accustomed not eating now. My eyes are a light brown with little speckles of golden in them then there's my button shaped nose and heart shaped face. Let's see how life plays out for 17 year old harmony.
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(Though highly recommend to read the book "Obsession, Madness & Love" first, this book can be read as a standalone.) ____________________________________________ I made a mistake. A terrible one. I betrayed my best friend. The only person who ever cared for me. But I had no choice. Then there's his younger sister, Maria Andrews who always looked up to me as if I was some kind of an angel, little does she know that I am far away from that. And now I am on the run, trying to leave everything behind. But it's been four years, four fucking years since her eighteenth birthday when she confessed having feelings for me. For Me. And her words still haunt me, the tears in her eyes when I rejected her still burn my heart but I did what I had to do. People don't love me, especially women...they only seek pleasure from me. I am not a lovable person and someone you should definitely steer clear of. Getting involved with my best friend's (or ex best friend's) sister is stupid and I'm fucking mature enough to not even think of her, of someone who is eight years younger than me. But now, she is here and God help me, I am about to cross every fucking line.

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