Kissing You

Kissing You

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Sasha Pierce is 17 year old girl in high school with a sassy personality and headstrong mindset. When she meets high school bad boy Kyle Carlson, both worlds collide and it causes an eruption of uncontrollable emotions for the both of them. Her temptation for Kyle gets weaker and his obsession for Sasha grows stronger with a thin line between love or lust and protection or control. Experience Sasha's journey as she experiences the many faces of Kyle Carlson and learn the untold story of the player bad boy who falls in love for the very first time... - Debbie Nia Monroe xoxo • STORY STATUS: Completed (with a sequel) • COVER ART/MEDIA: created by me All Rights Reserved.
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