The First Light
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" One black coffee." A deep voice said and I snapped my head to the side to see a raven head and as he turned, my eyes found the devastatingly beautiful features that had haunted me last night.
He collected his coffee and made his way out of the cafe while I sat there, not knowing what to do.
Right before he climbed onto his motorbike, he lifted his head and looked at me,
His eyes full of mischievousness and challenge.
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Willow has always been a stubborn and impulsive person, nothing could stop her if she wants something and everyone knows it and when her eyes meet a pair of striking cerulean eyes , she's determined to find out who the mysterious yet beautiful boy is but the thing is she only knows how he looks and his motorbike.
The mischievous and cocky Azrael Vaughan Lewis never had time for girls. It may be because he wasn't attracted to any or the fact that he was too busy with him being in the final year at the Glasgow University majoring in Medicine. But when he lays his eyes on crazy Willow Brooks, he's determined to find out more.
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