The Bad Boy Knows Me?! (ON HOLD, MAJOR EDITING NEEDED)

The Bad Boy Knows Me?! (ON HOLD, MAJOR EDITING NEEDED)

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Romance
Celeste Kluegl is a college student, and all her life she thought that her life was just like everyone else's. Until one night, after a party, she started recieving messages from an unknown person. She soon discovers that the unknown person texting her is the one and only bad boy of the school, but not just that she started recieving mysterious notes, from another person, that keeps telling her the same idea. "She can never run away from what she has done..." but what did she do? Find out as the story of Celeste Kluegl unveils, from a simple life to a complex one, with all the truths and betrayals, that the people around her has hidden. ~~~ Disclaimer: This story needs some major editing, mainly because I started writing this when I had the worst writing skills. So if you don't mind reading a story with horrible imagery and description, with A LOT of plot holes then you are always welcome to read. But remember that I have warned you.
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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