Daemen Marquez is a 19-year-old college senior, finishing up his final year with his twin brother, Damean. They're just two regular guys trying to figure out life after graduation. Well-mostly. While Daemen is still single, Damean has already fallen for someone: Cassey Brookes, the student body Vice President. Damean works as her secretary, and somewhere along the way, they became more than just a team.
Daemen's happy for his brother, even if their lives are clearly heading in different directions.
At 5'11", Daemen gives off chill beach-guy vibes-tan skin, messy hair, golden-brown eyes behind his glasses, and a laid-back attitude to match. He's never been in a rush to fall in love. "A lover can wait," is what he always says. Even if a part of him still wonders about his childhood friend, Dani.
Enter Atlas Lohellia-20 years old, 6'3", sharp, charming, and the student body President. Somehow, he and Daemen became unexpected friends during their last year of college.
One night, Atlas caught Daemen stress-eating a pile of sweets and gave him a new nickname: "Sweety." At first, it was just a joke-some light teasing between friends.
But soon, things started to shift.
Atlas's teasing turned softer. His glances lingered longer. And Daemen started to feel... something.
Something confusing. Something new.
Is this just friendship with a twist, or could something real be growing between them?
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Sorry this may be cringe, it was written very long ago
A seemingly ordinary, working college girl meets a cool, undeniably sexy boy with millions of followers at his feet.
How will their completely different lives allow, or prevent them from getting what they want? Expect some drama, flirty lines, steamy scenes, funny best friends, and perhaps, an overall epic love connection.
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Carter came around the corner as his eyes darkened with a predatory gaze. Oh no. He took a step forward, minimalizing the distance with every dominating stride, as I froze in my spot. My breath hitched as his arms finally encircled my waist and his eyes locked with mine. In one swift motion, he flipped my body so my back was pressed against his chest and hands gripped the curve of my hips.
"What game are you trying to play at Valerie?" he spoke in a husky voice.
Goosebumps danced along my skin as his hot breath fanned against the shell of my ear and his fingertips lit a trail of blazing heat along the length of my arm.
Mentally shaking myself from the trance of that which is Carter Bryson, I tilted my head towards him and whispered; "One where you'll lose." Quickly escaping his hold on me before the tension became unbearable, I spun on my heel to face him and slowly backed away towards the exit. "Good luck though." I added mischievously.
With a smirk and a devilish glint in his eyes that could even give hell a run for its money, he replied; "I'm not a player though, baby. I'm the gamemaker."
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❗️Mature content. Reader discretion advised.
Started 29/09/18. Finished 16/12/18.
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