Blood, Roses, And Burning Hate {Discontinued}
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Keith has been my bully for as long as I can remember...
"Stupid little girl." Keith snarled, I backed away as he walked closer to me.
"Look at me." Keith said, I shook my head.
Keith grabbed my chin, he lifted my chin up.
"Look at me, when I'm talking to you." Keith ordered, I opened my eyes.
"See you later." Keith smirked, I watched him walk away.
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I know what you're thinking... Isn't it normal when a boy bullies another boy?... Here's the problem... I'm a girl.
My name is Gweneth, but people call me Gwen.
Keith has been my bully since I was ten. I never knew why though...
Stacy, my friend wants Keith and I to make up and talk about it... We don't want to though...
There's always that one friend when they don't take no for an answer...
What happens when Keith and I are alone together?...
Will something terrible happen?... Or something Beautiful happen?...
Find out in... Blood, Roses, And Burning Hate...
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