~THE BAD GIRL GONE GOOD~

~THE BAD GIRL GONE GOOD~

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"I was the daring queen of my school or the bad girl of our school. Guys ran after me and the whole school was my friend. I had been to Jail for driving a bike at the age of 13 so I was quite badass, just like my mom. But everything changed. My dad bought me a mini to drive in, (He was never cool with the idea of a 16 year old girl driving a motorcycle) and made me shift schools to some place for snobs and nerds. Very soon I became one of them. (I still don't admit it)" Oh by the way I am Cara Frost, the daughter of Jeff Frost (Don't act like you don't know him cuz you do) who is the owner of Frost Yourself, the muti-million dollar cosmetics shop. Yup my life is messed up, wait not really, it'll be messed up when a specific someone Adam Jackson enters my life... Did I say enter? I meant barged his way through, into my life.
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#3 of the Devilman series. Could be read as a stand alone. He came to our school as a new student from Romania this year and I didn't put much thought into it. He hung out with the untouchable boys who are the Castillo's and Evan Carney which surprised everyone because he's a complete nerd. But I know him better than them. Me, Cassia Florin, eighteen year old innocent girl with good grades, abusive parents and a backstabbing sister. My friends aren't much better either. I was a programmed robot, only allowed to live my life based on my what my parents allowed. But that was all before I met Luca. My bad boy undercover. He was drawn to me for some reason and I could never put my finger over it till he explained everything that pulled me to him. This boy didn't look at danger he was the danger itself. Seductive to look at, melting to speak to and burning to touch. I'm scared of him. No, no. Not scared. Terrified. He made me see , he made me live and made me feel alive. WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE THEMES AND LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ⛔️ ⚠️

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