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⚠️ This is a fictional story. ⚠️
All characters are fictional, their opinions and actions are in no way real, or related to the real world.
⚠️ This story contains mature themes. ⚠️
Mature themes such as violence, harassment, self-harm, suicide-attempts, sex, alcohol- and drug-abuse.
⚠️ Read with caution! ⚠️
I will not post warnings on the chapters containing mature themes. This is your only warning.
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"You're so damn gorgeous, Ives," he says, and leans up to meet my lips again.
He's the one that's gorgeous, and I feel myself completely loose myself once again. His lips are dominating my own, as his hands travel down my back, and he tugs on my shirt, to release it from my skirt. His hands then caresses my bare skin for a few minutes, before he sits up.
He brings me with him, and I'm now straddling his lap. His eyes are filled with lust, and I'm so damn scared, for completely different reasons than earlier tonight.
His skillful fingers finds the buttons of my shirt, and he opens them slowly, while I lean back down towards him, to make our lips connect again. I might come to my senses if he doesn't keep kissing me.
He tugs the shirt off of me, and his hands run across my bare stomach.
He stops, suddenly, and I feel a sharp sting under my left boob.
"What happened? Are you..."
He trails off, as he looks down at my body, and I stiffen.
Holy shit, I forgot all about that.
"Ives... What is this?" he asks, and he pulls his hands away from me.
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Ives has just moved away from her overprotective brother and their alcoholic dad to go to college. She is trying her best to put her past behind her, but it keeps coming back to haunt her.
In this book we get to know Ives and her new friends as she struggles with her newfound freedom.
(This is the first book in the Life series.)
I put on a show only for him in front of hundreds of people.
I bring one hand up to my hair flicking them to the other side, trailing that hand down to my sternum and then my boob as I keep swaying my hips from to side, bending my knees as I lower myself a bit to the ground before sharply standing up again and slowly spinning around, circling my hips. I run my hands through the back of my hair before nailing my gaze on his eyes, slowly walking up to him.
I watch him as he wets his lips before biting his plumb bottom one, eyes trailing up my body. Once I reach him, I wrap my arms around his neck and run my fingers through his hair as I press my body up against his.
His hands shoot out to grab me from my lower waist, pulling me even closer to him as he pushes a leg between mine, staring into my eyes. I turn my head to the side and brush my lips against his ear before licking and biting his earlobe the same way I did at the party before whispering a few words he was dying to hear.
"Take me back to your place."
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Theo is a 20-year-old university student with a bad temper. Letting go of the past can be a difficult thing to do but a much-needed one to move on. Love is his greatest fear, something that's so beautiful yet can be so painful at times.
Can you love someone even if you fear that feeling?
Daisy is a 20-year-old university student with bad romance luck so far. An ugly breakup can put you off love or it can make you more determined to find the real deal. Getting recently out of a toxic relationship, a new one is the last thing she's looking for.
Can you love someone that doesn't allow themselves to be loved?
A romance filled with drama, passion and love.