Wildflower (The Capriani Chronicles #1)

Wildflower (The Capriani Chronicles #1)

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Wildflower I never believed in fairytales I thought it was all some stupid waste of time fantasy. At some point reality is going to crash in on your illusion, then what? Somehow I found myself in a strange whirlwind of a romance. You would think that going in with my eyes open to reality and not the fantasy would make some difference. But like some silly singing princess dreaming of true love's kiss and waiting for her prince to come I had no idea what I was getting myself into. They say if you dance with the devil, the devil doesn't change, he changes you. I'm starting to think it's true. And just like some fairytale prince he doesn't ever plan on letting me go... Nick You hear about single moments that seem insignificant at the time but later turn into something else. One night free from the shackles of obligation and family was all I wanted. What I found was her. I wasn't looking yet there she stood in the most unlikely of places. It wasn't supposed to be anything or mean anything. I never learned what love was. I didn't believe in anything as ridiculous as love at first sight. Or fate. I made my own fate, took my own destiny into my hands. Nobody will ever plan my life out for me again. If I was a better person a better man I would have let her go. But I'm no saint and I come from a family of sinners We take what we want and I wanted her She was the light to my dark, so full of life and I was addicted to her I will make her my queen and she will be mine forever First I just have to help her unlock her true potential Nothing and noone will stand in my way it's unacceptable There are rumors about my family and the things we get into and get away with. Nobody ever knows quite what to believe. Truth is they couldn't possibly even guess the half of it I know the secrets and where the bodies are buried, literally and figuratively I know I should let her go, save her and protect her from the truth of it I'm a sinner and never a saint and I always get what I want
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𝟏𝟖+| I was said to be 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞... 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. I had heard it so much in my life that it had manifested into a truth that remained rock solid in my brain. It consumed every surface of my body and mind like a deadly cancer It had become a promise to myself. A reminder. A standard. It was a rule applied to every person in my life, except him... He was the same as I was; no matter how different our outside identities were. We were cut from the same cloth on the inside. There was no denying that he and I were both broken souls left in a broken world. Both craving an eternal slumber before we met, but his darkness played so well with mine that suddenly it began feeling more like light, warmth, goodness... a happy ending. "...𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲... 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂," --------------------------- Partying. That was the one thing Chandler did best, and everyone in town knew that. But when one of her parties get out of hand and the cops are called, she's in for a rude awakening as she comes face to face with the new guy in town: Officer Herrera. He's wasn't like the usual officers she dealt with, and she finds that out quite quickly as she gets dragged away to jail for the night. They both wish to never see each other again, but there was something stronger than their dislike for each other keeping them together. The stronger their dislike grows, the more attached they become, until the lines become so blurred that they can't tell the difference between hatred and love anymore. They could say they hated each other, but if anything, a small part of them knew it would turn into love. If that love would last once everything was revealed... It was only a matter of time before they found out. ----

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