Princess
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This is not your nerd and bad boy story. Coral Reynolds just isn't like that. She was the girl who could hold guns with her feet. She was the girl who could shoot unseen lasers with her eyes. She was the girl that everyone feared, but admired secretly. She was high school's bad girl with the best grades. Everything that everyone else had, she had. She was his girl. Edward Foster is high school's bad boy. You know, typical player, bangs every single to girl he sees, goes to parties, gets drunk off his ass, wears nothing but jeans, t-shirts, and leather jackets. Nothing else. Oh yeah, you know, gang leader type of boy. The best looks, the best rankings, the best everything. He was her boy. So, when these two people meet, you were expecting them to fight over every single little thing, but no. They clicked like the snap of fingers. But as they try to hold their relationship together, a dark prophecy looms over them, a great threat to the young lovers. Will they break free of their bonds, or will they die alone, and forever alone?
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I never thought my life would be like this; trapped in a dark room and scared for my life. A blindfold was wrapped around my head, covering my eyes, making me completely blind and on high alert. My breathing was ragged and I could smell the mold that was most likely covering most of the room. My hands were tied behind my back, my feet tied together and I was sitting on the floor, propped up against a wall. I heard a slight shuffling across the room that was coming closer to me. I tried my hardest to keep my breathing under control to seem confident and fearless, but in reality, I was shitting my pants and squealing like a scared little girl on the inside. To say I was terrified was a drastic understatement. I was petrified, shaking with fear, but they were not going to know that. "Who are you?!" I demanded. If I was going to die, it would be with the name of my kidnapper. A voice boomed closely to me, "Well, if I told you that, this wouldn't be any fun." **************** Skylar James, a 24 year old girl, is kidnapped by a very well known gang who has a vendetta against her family. In an attempt to find light in her situation, she makes friends with one of the members. Logan Grant was forced into the gang at the young age of 16. He was abused until he became emotionless and ruthless, so that one day, he could rule the gang. Everything was going smoothly until Skylar is brought in. With a blindfold wrapped around her head, he instantly feels bad for her, though he cannot show it. Afraid of getting caught, he shows no emotion while others are around. Though, behind closed doors is a whole other story.

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