L'appel du Vide

L'appel du Vide

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[Note: This story was previously known as 'We Are Young' and since then many things have changed. The first chapter is fairly similar in content, but the story following it is not.] Rian looks at me, the light of the fireworks dancing across his face and making his eyes glow. He smiles. "The way I see it is that, as far as we know, we only have one crack at life, and I don't want to regret anything. I want to make the best of the time I have, regardless of how long that that turns out to be." He turns back to the show. "I don't want have just had a life; I want to have lived it." The summer between her first and second years at university, Cynthia Stark, a shy and unmemorable girl, meets Rian O'Donnell, a lively Irish boy working in a florist. Having usually been the girl pushed into the background, Cynthia tells the story of how she becomes swept up in Rian's drug-like addiction to living. Each with their own battles, Rian and Cynthia teach each other the value of life and the people you meet along the way.
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He brushed his lips against my jaw, his dark hair falling over his brow. "Open your eyes," he commanded. "Look at me." I followed his orders and looked into the raven-black depths before me. I saw my entranced gaze reflected in his glaring one. "Tell me what you see." I kept on looking at him, searching for something, anything, that remained of the person he used to be. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. But his eyes were so dark, so empty . . . "Nothing. I see nothing," I whispered. He smirked, his gaze still on me. He pulled away, leaving me feeling cold. "Exactly. You see nothing - that's because there's nothing there." ** How much can a person change in just three years? Short and full of fiery spirit, Hanna Jordan is a gifted college student who is enrolled in one of the most prestigious culinary programs in the country. She's just returned from three years of study in France and is anxious to reconnect with her longtime friend, Rian Aronhalt. However, when she does finally see him, she's startled to find that he's become an entirely different person. Cold, ill-tempered, and exceptionally attractive, Rian is absolutely nothing like his old self. Worst of all, he claims he doesn't even remember her. Despite their differences, both are haunted by dark memories of the past, which form a poisonous bond between Hanna and Rian that neither can escape from. Can they both heal from the scars time left behind, and find love in the process?

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