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Burning Roses

Burning Roses

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Ruby has a problem. She has a crush on her older brother Spencer's best friend Drake. Drake is a dark soul. Will Ruby be able to save Drake from himself or will his salvation be too late? Find out in BURNING ROSES. This story does have some sex scenes and mature language. Do not point them out and complain about it in the story please because you have been warned. This story is in it's VERY early stages and still has a lot of edits and writing to go through. I am posting what I have so far so that I can read and make notes on the story away from my computer. I would very much appreciate any and all feedback that anyone has for me on what I have so far. It would really mean a lot to get notes on how the story is working or not working from a reader's stand point so PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE give it a chance.
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His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. π™π™š π™©π™π™žπ™£π™ π™¨ π™‘π™€π™«π™š π™žπ™¨ 𝙨π™ͺπ™›π™›π™šπ™§π™žπ™£π™œ π™¨π™π™š π™©π™π™žπ™£π™ π™¨ π™¨π™π™š π™™π™šπ™¨π™šπ™§π™«π™šπ™¨ π™žπ™© BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❀︎ sexual/mature content ❀︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❀︎ flawed characters (and development) Copyright Β© 2018-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 Β© All Rights Reserved

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