Lost girls
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  • Reads 144
  • Votes 9
  • Parts 16
  • Time 2h 18m
Ongoing, First published Nov 11, 2018
Mature
They are the lost girls

Lois, has emotional baggage every since her brother's traumatic death that shook her family apart.Her conscience is always heavy, weighed down by survivors guilt.In a last attempt to get find herself, she promises to let herself live for one Summer.


"I just want to be free" I whispered, shivering from the intensity of his gaze.

"Then fly" He rasped, grazing my skin,erupted goosebumps in his path. 


Penelope, Lois' younger sister meets Noah her stepbrother's best friend catches her by surprise.No matter what she does, she can't shake him off even when she should.They both walk a very thin line of love and hate.


"I could ruin you" He promised.

"Ruin me, hate me , love me ,cherish me" I stepped forward meeting his eyes "I just want it to be you"
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