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Punctured By A Thorn

Punctured By A Thorn

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Oct 19, 2017
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Fiction
Romance
Tori is one girl that has the fists of Muhammad Ali, a major attitude problem, a classified geek and her own broken background. What happens when her father sends her to camp America and she has one of the worst experiences? Only to find out her dad is moving her to Californa! When things get turned around abruptly she becomes face to face with none other than Satan himself. Asher Gray the devil amongst an army of devils. Whilst Tori would rather spend her time hiding in the depth of her bedroom inhaling pop tarts Asher has other ideas. Tori is too innocent and sweet should she never venture near such a deceitful human? But she that dares not to grasp the thorn should never crave the rose. A story about not just a forbidden romance but trust, lies, and tragedy. " A thorn defends the rose, harming only those who would steal the blossom. EVERY ROSE HAS ITS THORN."
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"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine. "What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. "Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer. His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this." Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter. "Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing. ________________ Highest Rankings #1 - projectbadassgirls #1 - humor #8 - badboy

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