Selcouth Feelings

Selcouth Feelings

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Romance
Selcouth. Adjective. Strange, unusual, rare; Unfamiliar; Marvelous, wondrous. Sometimes feelings for certain people can be described as selcouth. Your automatic response would to use this word to describe love or an attraction so someone, correct? Or did you think of a loathing for someone? Amaris learns what this word actually feels like when she meets two special young men. Both being your typical jocks, but not as unintelligent as the stereotypes. There's more to them than there seems, but is it really a bad thing? Will they overlook Amaris? Or shall they think there's more to her than what meets the eye? This is the first story I've written, so I'm sorry if this makes you cringe. Descriptions are like bios... :D
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[COMPLETE] Sorry this may be cringe, it was written very long ago A seemingly ordinary, working college girl meets a cool, undeniably sexy boy with millions of followers at his feet. How will their completely different lives allow, or prevent them from getting what they want? Expect some drama, flirty lines, steamy scenes, funny best friends, and perhaps, an overall epic love connection. ~ Carter came around the corner as his eyes darkened with a predatory gaze. Oh no. He took a step forward, minimalizing the distance with every dominating stride, as I froze in my spot. My breath hitched as his arms finally encircled my waist and his eyes locked with mine. In one swift motion, he flipped my body so my back was pressed against his chest and hands gripped the curve of my hips. "What game are you trying to play at Valerie?" he spoke in a husky voice. Goosebumps danced along my skin as his hot breath fanned against the shell of my ear and his fingertips lit a trail of blazing heat along the length of my arm. Mentally shaking myself from the trance of that which is Carter Bryson, I tilted my head towards him and whispered; "One where you'll lose." Quickly escaping his hold on me before the tension became unbearable, I spun on my heel to face him and slowly backed away towards the exit. "Good luck though." I added mischievously. With a smirk and a devilish glint in his eyes that could even give hell a run for its money, he replied; "I'm not a player though, baby. I'm the gamemaker." ~ ❗️Mature content. Reader discretion advised. Started 29/09/18. Finished 16/12/18. This book is not to be copied or reproduced in any way.

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