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This book follows a story full of emotion, going from romance, heartbreak and drama, between two friends who have known each other ever since they were both young teenagers only starting to grow their independent wings. We follow their journey as a one-sided love flourishes throughout the years. Now in the present, they are both eighteen, both have changed and both have found friends who have brought out different sides of them. Let me introduce our main protagonists, Our typical bad-boy, Ben Patrick Walewski, has grown from a nerdy, geeky, sweet and innocent boy to a drug-taking, alcohol drinking, smoker with a schedule of fuckboy behavior of girls and guys lined up to get a piece of him. Whilst, on the other hand, we have Aurora Ramos, who hadn't changed as much as her best friend Ben. Aurora had become a strong, smart and definite opposite of Ben, but, that is why she had fallen in love with him in the first place. Follow along the journey of these two, and maybe, something exciting will come their way.
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He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in." Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

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