The Only Hope for Me is You

The Only Hope for Me is You

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[A TAGLISH ROMANCE NOVEL - 2021 VERSION] [2025 VERSION PUBLISHED UNDER KPUB] 'One can't unlove someone that the soul cannot forget.' A living doll in a cage. That's how Maxene Angela Campbell describes her life. Under her mother's wing, she is restricted to explore the world around her. All her life, what her mother says, she is expected to comply. Perfection, reputation, dignity, influence, and honor; those were the chains that kept her feet flying away from the responsibilities that her mother tasks her to do. To please her mother, a good daughter will listen and will do nothing but do as her told. Living in a life with her soul dying, death what she thought her escape from all of her pain and uncertainties overflowing in her life. However, is it wrong for her to hope for a miracle after meeting the inconspicuous Travis Joseph Hayes? Book 1 : Slightly Edited Book 2 : Unedited Book 3 : Unedited Book 4 : Unedited 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 This is a standalone side story from the book 'The Spectrum of LIFE' and is inspired by the song of My Chemical Romance with the same title. PUBLISHED : 8.01.20 COMPLETED : 09.30.21 Cover by YenYen Typography by Guardianlovers [PUBLISHED IN WATTPAD, FINOVEL, NOVELAH and STORYON ONLY]
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Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Cover art: me © All Rights Reserved

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