One More Year

One More Year

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(Uncompleted) (NOT A FAN-FICTION, JUST A NORMAL STORY :) ) STARTED - 18th February 2019 FINISHED - (In The Process) What does love mean to you? Is it understanding and accepting someone and their flaws? Is it having nothing to hide from someone? How do you know you've truly fallen in love? What is 'love' and is there such thing? Many people detest love, saying that it is not worth it to spend time loving someone or something as its inevitable to come to an end. Are they correct or does it all live on? The over-whelming feeling of not being enough for someone/ something is down-putting. How can something that's so celebrated create such a distraught feeling? My book is about two young teenagers. Everly and Christian and their love story. Two young people who have two very different views on love. Will one person's love be enough to change the others perspective on love or will it just make the hatred for love stronger? How do you show love to someone who has never truly felt it? Continue reading to follow Everly's and Christian's both views on their rollercoaster to the high heavens of love or the pits of hell hatred. Love is a hell of a drug, one that can take over both mentally and physically. Will these two be able to overcome the addiction?
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"Mine." His low growl of possession took my heart and the fate of my panties. They were soaked through with arousal. Damn it. I stroked his face as he sniffed the air. I prayed he couldn't smell my body's reaction to his. His hand slipped from my waist and traveled to the rip in my dress. "I can smell how much your body craves mine." My breath catches as his hand finds it home at the front of my panties. "Why don't you just submit yourself to me? Accept that you are mine and mine alone?" His hand was traveling lower, and he found my clit rubbing it through my underwear. I couldn't help but lean my head back and moan out at his skillful administration on my pussy."Moan, my name, my innocent mate. Tell everyone who is making you feel this pleasure."He had ripped my underwear off me and threw them across to hit another tree. He propped me up against the tree, causing me to hold onto his shoulders for support as his fingers took advantage of my spread legs, my dress completely exposing my pussy to him."Absolutely Ravishing." One of his thick fingers pumped its way into my hole, causing me to moan loudly into his ear. "Seth." ********* Seth Knight was not one for romance; everyone at Quillwood High School knew that. If you were a girl, you were in danger of being his next distraction. He would fuck a girl, the girl would fall in love, and he would leave. It was what had always happened. But there was a time before he had become a player. His old best friend, Belle Rivers, the innocent, sweet girl he had known since birth, kept the darkness at bay. Their mothers had been best friends since high school and conceived only months apart. They were destined to be. He was her protector, and she had kept him good, but when his dad died, the darkness crept into his heart, and the only one who could save him was forced to leave him. "Sample" (Mature scenes 18 +) {Highest rating # 29 in bestfriends ;) }

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