Blade and I
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Dernière publication dim., déc. 13, 2020
Hope Moore is just a normal highschool girl. Blade is the typical badboy player. she believes in love, he does not. she likes all the things he doesn't and vice versa. when things take a turn and they get to know eachother they find out they are not so different after all. but will it work out?
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"Caught your breath?" he whispered into my ear as a shiver ran down my spine. I hated that he had this effect on me and I hated it that he knew it. "W-what?" I cursed myself for stuttering like that. He pushed me lightly into the wall. "What are you doing?" my voice was hoarse. He put a hand on the wall next to my head. Leaning into it for support.
Does everything he does have to be hot?
"I want you." He said just before putting his lips on mine.
SMUT WARNING
The chapters get longer as the book continues on. ♡
Thank you guys so much for all the love lately it means the world!
I will be posting the final chapters very very soon!
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