Who Knew Love?

Who Knew Love?

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Who knew Love? Alexia Maye Clarkson who had a pretty normal for the last few years, since she wanted to change and stop mopping around about her horrible past that reminds her every day how her life isn't normal. Now the summer holidays are out and that means back to school she goes. What happens when she meets the new music and science teacher Mr Johnson who happened to be the most famous model ever? Alec Johnson just can't help himself when he see Alex for the first time, he also gets what he wants no matter what. But what will happen when they are both have horrible pasts but hate to express feelings.
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In the soft golden haze of the 2000s, there lived a name whispered through halls of wealth. Selena Mcgraw. A daughter of legacy, an heir to empires, and a woman who loved no one but herself. She was fire wrapped in silk, a queen without a crown, untouchable, unshaken, unbothered. But love does not knock, it crashes. And so came someone she never sought, never imagined, yet could never forget. This person brought chaos to her calm, and warmth to her winter soul. They lit up corners of her heart she didn't know were dark. With her, she learned joy was not eternal, and pain had many colors. She laughed, she broke, she bloomed, she bled. And though the world remembers her as strong, those who truly knew will speak of the softness she once hid the parts of her only love could awaken. This is not just a story. It is a memory, fading, aching, beautiful. Let us step into the pages of Selena Mcgraw's past, and weep not just for how it ended...but for how deeply she lived. ... The devil can't reach you. So he send this story to you.

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