That Night (Remington Leith Fanfiction)

That Night (Remington Leith Fanfiction)

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A young girl by the name of Amber is trying to get her music out there for the whole world to hear. One night at a bar after playing a few songs she goes out back to smoke a cigarette to deal with her anxiety. As she sits looking at the moon a tall, gothic dressed man shows up from behind with a simple saying "I love your music". It isn't long til they become friends til one day all things change when Amber finds out what her friend really is.
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Amber leaned into Jacob's arms, her body still weak but her mind finally quiet. The night stretched around them, vast and dark, until a cool drop landed on her cheek. Then another. She looked up, and the sky opened. Rain poured down in heavy sheets, soaking her hair, clinging to her skin. For a moment, she simply stared, blinking at the sudden change. Jacob chuckled, his voice low and warm. "Looks like the universe isn't done with us yet," he said, tilting his head back to let the rain hit his face. Amber let out a soft laugh, the sound surprising her after everything that had happened. "It's... kind of perfect, isn't it?" Jacob raised an eyebrow, water dripping from his lashes. "Perfect? We're drenched." Amber stepped out of his arms and spun slowly, her arms stretched wide as the rain washed over her. "Exactly. Drenched, messy, alive." She stopped and looked at him, a playful glint in her eyes. "Dance with me." Jacob smirked. "Here? In the middle of a storm?" "Why not?" she challenged, stepping closer. "You scared, Jacob?" "Of you? Always." But his grin widened, and he took her hand, pulling her into a gentle sway. *** Secrets unravel, exposing dangerous truths. Blood is spilled, leaving scars that run deep. Relationships shatter under the weight of betrayal. Enemies emerge from the shadows, thirsting for vengeance. Yet amidst the chaos, love ignites, fierce and undeniable. ***UNDER EDITING***

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