Sincerely, Yours
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  • Durée 11m
  • LECTURES 40
  • Votes 2
  • Parties 1
  • Durée 11m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement mars 10, 2018
Stella isn't your ordinary girl next door, she suffers from a condition called 'migraine' which makes her head aching with pain.. and even make her fall to the ground, she can't live her life to the fullest while still in 8th grade, then he meets the newly transferred student Gabriel. Your typical bad boy next-door. Will they cross paths and move on will their lives? 
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"Sincerely, Yours"
Written by TypicalNightDreamer
Status: On-Going

Started: March 12, 2018
Ended:
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I anticipated every breath, and every word. Each day, you could only take an uneducated guess at what he would say. What he would do. My heart tremor as he leaned in. "I was wrong, sweetheart. I was so wrong," he whispered, the words tickling my ears. "Because with you, there are no doubts. Only love, so, so much love. And, I will spend every single day, every minute, and every fucking second proving that I deserve it." *** Kimberly Wrighton, the new girl who is desperate to make it through her senior year with as little issue as possible. The girl with a diary containing her insecurities, her secrets, and her true self. Kade Ryder, the typical popular guy who feeds off of fights, anger, and violence. The guy that gets whatever he wants, no matter who or what he has to destroy in order to get it. The bad boy that girls swoon over. The guy with a heart so cold, he would laugh in the face of someone's insecurities. This time, though, Kade had gone too far. What if the most rudest, arrogant, popular, and most beautiful man in your school took your diary? What if he read every thought, every bare emotion, and every word of it? What if, in the venture to get it back, you begin to see the real man behind the cold, hard exterior, the real you, and the real truth?