A Love Like No Other

A Love Like No Other

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A Love Like No Other WARNING: THIS STORY DOES CONTAIN: ABUSE, ANOREXIA, BULLYING, AND POSSIBLE RAPE. READ WITH CAUTION IF YOU MAY BE SENSITIVE TO IT Rowan Michaels 25-marine 6'4" Brown hair, chocolate brown eyes 6 pack and get muscular Protective, passionate, considerate, loyal, sweet, great sense of humor, has a temper Ebony Skye 23-waitress, soon-to-be teacher 5'6" Raven black hair, coastal blue eyes Anorexic and clumsy Trust issues, strong, stubborn and resilient, compassionate, sarcastic, empathetic, loyal, nurturing She's just a girl with a rough past working towards a better future, finding her self-worth, and letting people in. He's a discharged marine who has a great sense of humor and his eyes set on one girl. Can he be the one she needs to be happy or will old fears come creeping out of the shadows to prevent said happiness?
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Book 1 of the "Used to Be" Series Scarlett Fisher: the school's resident mean girl. Beautiful, smart (but doesn't let people know), charismatic, confident (or at least that's what everyone thinks.) The truth is, she's scared, Scared that one day people will see past her smile and charm, and see the person she really is on the inside. Scared that someone will remember who she used to be. ~•~ Now I know I seem like a bitch, and your probably thinking I'm your stereotypical mean girl, but I wasn't always like this, back when high school first started. I had a best friend who I thought I would be friends with forever. I was shy and timid, and I was foolish enough to believe what people told me. Back then everyone knew me as Arora. After the incident I decided to stop going by my first name, I had also learned that being mean, and not taking anything form anyone was the only way to get people to treat you with respect. ~•~ Arora Fisher: the girl most people didn't notice until they needed help with homework, the girl who was voted most likely to disappear and no one would notice. The girl who her believed in the good in others, who wanted to just give people a chance, no matter how many red flags. The girl who was lost to tragedy. ~•~ "We'll be broken together." He try's to smile, but he can't manage it and I nod, knowing how much pain he feels. "We'll be broken together." I whisper, after that we sit there, in an empty silence, neither of us wanting to be the first one to speak again, because it feels off, like the sound of our own voices might somehow break our hearts more.

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