Prologue - You know the saying, "it hurts to fall in love," well they couldn't have been more right. They don't know what I am, or who I am. I am a player, in disguise. I know every player way they're possibly can be. I may look like an innocent nerd, but I am far from it. I'm dangerous. I'm different. A killer. I'm a girl, a street fighter, an underground champion. Also, a street racer, and there is only a few other people who know the real me. My enemy, the hottest, 2nd baddest boy in the underground world. Yes, second. The first? Me. I'm in disguise as a guy, to protect myself and my gang, and well everyone for that matter. That's right, I left that out. I'm the most feared person in the world, I am the leader of Death-Angel Knights. Cliche, huh? This isn't just your ordinary love story. Why'd I fall in love with my enemy if I'm being chased by every gang, including him? A bad boy, also known as a powerful feared gang member after Angelo, who is Me. A girl that not many know I am yet. Life or death situations, Will I choose my life, my gangs, my family, or my love?
SLOWBURN
CONTAINS A SHIT TON OF GROVELLING
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Killian Black, her brother's best friend, broke her heart and ruined her life after one drunken night. Filled with hate and anger towards him, Thea tries her hardest to stay as far away from him as possible but the question is will she succeed? Or will he win her trust? After being spiked and saved by Killian, Thea feels as if she's indebted to him.
Forced to live together, Thea feels herself slowly lowering her guard around him. The feelings she's harboured towards him her whole childhood had never left and had in fact only grew stronger.
Will she ever truly forgive him? Will he ever make it up to her?
Read to find out.
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I glared at him, anger surged through every bone in my body as I saw him enter my apartment with a bag in hand. "What the fuck is that?"
"My stuff."
"Just becuase Spencer told you to, you're gonna just move in to MY place?" He nodded his head as he made himself comfortable. "Well guess what? I've got two words and one fucking finger for you."
He raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"Fuck you." I flipped him off.
"That already happened."
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"He doesn't talk much," I said with a smile and a shrug. Little did they know, he never shuts up with he's with me.
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"Stop it!," I said, hitting him slightly on his huge bicep as he glared at a teenage boy walking past us. "He's a kid."
"Yeah. A kid with fucking eyes."
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Spencer punched him over and over again. I know Killian well enough to know that if he wanted to stop him, he could've done so by now. Realisation dawned on me that he was willingly letting him hurt him.
"You motherfucker, I trusted you with her!," Spencer yelled at him in a fit of rage. I couldn't take it anymore. They were fighting over me.
I pulled Spencer off him, taking a protective stance in front of him. "Spencer, no."
"You're protecting him? After what he did to you?"
"I'm well aware what he did to me," I snapped.