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You and Me and LOVE?
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Ongoing, First published Sep 22, 2014
Have you ever felt like life is just drifting along?
Passing you by while you just sit and watch?

I am Kenzie Rianne Mc'Adney and I used to feel like that everyday nothing exciting EVER happened i woke up, i got ready for school, i went to school, i got home, i did my homework, i went to sleep. It was a vicious cycle never ending and nothing ever happened to shake it up a little that was of course before i happened to run into one boy...

Ryder Smith

charming, good looking, a total bad-ass, the guy that all the girls drool over (and even a few boys), the kind of guy your warned to stay away from. he could have had any girl he wanted but instead he chose me! ME! Can you believe that? but to explain how all this came about i will have to start from the beginning...


WARNING!
This story has a few curse words in it so if you wish to remain in a non-swearing enviroment then i would suggest you don't read my book
Much Love   -Mel
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