The Bad Boy's Cinderella

The Bad Boy's Cinderella

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"You don't even like me so quit playing with my feelings" I say as I push him away while fighting to stay calm and keep the tears from coming. Instead confirming it like I thought he was going to do, he pulls me close and says "I have liked you since that day you held my hand and you promised me that you never would leave me like everyone else had, but you lied." His eyes turned cold again and I ran because the last time he did that he almost killed someone. James Gray, a strong, handsome, rich, and very cold and is liked by every girl and envied by every boy and his true friends, Asher and Ivan, are just like him in every way except his coldness. Mazi Jones, a shy, pretty, and kind Mormon girl who is an outcast and unliked by all in her school except her two best friends Taylor and Constance or Connie. Cover done by @leah_ann
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⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰ "What's that?" she reached up for him, his face in her palm as she examined whatever was there. She pressed on it, and it kind of stung. "Did that hurt?" "Not really," he muttered. "Are you sure?" and he nodded. "It looks a bit swollen. It might've come from when you hit the ground or, something... I don't even know. It's just a small bruise, though, so I guess it's okay?" "Thanks, Doctor," he teased, and she pouted, the warmth of her skin leaving as she settled back into her seat. "How is it my fault you like to fight?" She crossed her arms in front of her chest, and he fully leaned in. His hand was no longer on the edge of the back cushions; rather, it had moved to her thigh. "How is it my fault you look good tonight?" he whispered in her ear. "Girls like you make me love to fight." ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡ After leaving his short-term relationship with his next-door neighbour, Grey scrambles to find the remaining pieces of the largest puzzle that he was born into: his life- only to trample over a tiny, tiny thing. It was a misstep, really... he'd never meant to stumble into her that day. Now he did, he could never let her go. After moving to a new place in her new town of Hazelwood Heights, July came to find new connections and new beginnings... She didn't intend to make the school's bad boy her friend, or her boyfriend, God forbid. But the tides were quickly changing in their newfound friendship, and through good or for worse, through thick and thin, they'd go through it together, right? ⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰ BEST RANKS! (So far) #2 in #bittersweet #1 in #newauthor #77 in #fiction #233 in #mysterious ₊⊹ TW: mentions of: CA, possible CA resulting in death, abuse, stalking, SA, murder, death of a parent, grief, spousal abuse, violence, mental disorders... First draft ✓

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