Delirium: Crash & Burn

Delirium: Crash & Burn

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" What's your name?" a deep gentle voice elevated above my head, like the voice of God. I looked up and met a pair of piercing blue eyes. He smiled, a small sexy grin, exposing his perfect teeth, his cheeks dipped inwards revealing small caves of dimples. His skin was tan and dusted lightly with freckles, his hair was dark and effortlessly messy as if he had just gotten out of bed. He too had a series of tattoos on his forearms, none of them connected, each tattoo separate. I couldn't help my eyes from roaming. He was strikingly handsome. •❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅• A dark twist on a classic teen fiction. A story written through four very different perspectives. A world full of bad boys, parties, drugs, and lies. But it's more than the typical teen story. In this dark teen fiction each character has a complex and serious back story and each character has to overcome the lies, love, lust, and trauma that they face. A story about experiencing first times, overcoming hard times and finding your true self in due time. DISCLAIMER: This story includes themes of suicide, terrorism, drugs, and sex- Please read with that in mind. Note: This version on Wattpad is unedited and the first draft- I am currently doing the second and then I will do the third draft of this book. Hopefully one day it will be published- THIS IS NOT THE FINAL FINISHED BOOK.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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