Glass Houses

Glass Houses

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Ever since the invention of Glass, a flexible and interactive touchscreen surface that now covers most of the world, Blip has led a comfortable life. It was his father who invented it. But Blip's unthinking happiness is interrupted when he meets a girl for whom the Glass has been anything but a blessing. Serafina is the daughter of a struggling janitor, and she has been deaf from birth. Every cent her family makes must be saved up for a hopefully better future. She has never let herself have an opinion about those who are rich and above her--until she meets a boy to whom Glass means the world. *An August 2012 Camp NaNoWriMo novel and a November 2012 NaNoWriMo novel* Note: Because this is a product of two NaNoWriMos, there are several flaws in this story. I am aware of them. Also because of this, it never quite reached the place in the plot that I wanted it to go. Perhaps someday I will continue it. Perhaps not.
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"I should be allowed." He says with gritted teeth. His voice filled with something. A thing a lot like desire that brings me back to crazy reality. A reality where we are tangled up against each other. "You should be al...-" A gasp escapes my mouth as he lifts me up or rather goes further low for me. His hands, back on my waist. Face buried in the crook of my neck, he inhales into my skin. Still inhaling he lets out a manly groan that I feel everywhere, in places I didn't know existed. The places that come to life because of him. "I should be allowed to touch you." He rasps in my neck. My back arches up and I close my eyes at his declaration. At his domination. At his intoxication. "You should be allowed to touch me." I insist. Brain empty. Because I can't think right now. He lifts his head up then, I notice his eyes have gone darker. His features have gone wilder. Representing an untamed animal in a way. ------------------------- Isabella Evans is your typical good girl who has a bit of a dark past. She's beautiful, kind, sweet, pure, innocent, naive, caring,...etc She always tries to see good in people. Gabriel William Hunter, CEO of Hunter Enterprises; is one of the most successful people around the world. Every girl in the city drools over him. Yet people say; ruthlessness, anger, arrogance are like his second names. But what if, Its all a cover up to his broken self? After all they also do say, don't judge a book by its cover right? What will happen when Isabella and Gabriel cross paths for the first time? WARNING: Story needs some MAJOR EDITING, so read it under your own risk. First few chapters are kinda crapy. PLEASE bear with me. But I swear that it gets better as you proceed into the story. HAPPY READING:)

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