No Turning Back (Rewrite)

No Turning Back (Rewrite)

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Daniel's mask used to be flawless. Pretending to be perfect was his specialty. From the grades, the sports, and the girls, no one knew the desires he was hiding inside. But, when senior year arrives, the mask becomes too heavy to hold. Faced with the urgent decisions of his future and a boy who is impossible to resist, Daniel has to make a choice: drop the mask or hide behind it forever.
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"Don't make me sad, don't make me cry Sometimes love is not enough And the road gets tough, I don't know why" - 'Born To Die' by Lana Del Rey xxx In Shelley, nothing stays buried. Not secrets. Not betrayals. And definitely not the kind of love that ruins you. Aurora Rossi has spent years building walls strong enough to survive anything. Theo Williams is the one person who knows exactly how to tear them down. But when loyalty turns dangerous, friendships fracture, and the past comes back burning, they're forced to face a truth no one wants to admit: Some flames keep you warm. Others consume everything. And once you start to burn... there's no going back. xxx "I think you're going to have to ask me again," I murmured, tilting my chin up. "But like, really nicely this time." Theo blinked. "You're serious?" "Deadly." A second passed. Then another. I watched the way his tongue ran along the inside of his cheek, watched his hand flex like he was trying not to grab me too fast, too rough. And then, softer now-different-he said, "Rory." Just my name, but it held more weight than anything else. "Please, baby. Let me kiss you."

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