Drive [h.f-t. & j.l.] (COMPLETED)

Drive [h.f-t. & j.l.] (COMPLETED)

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WpMetadataReadTerminé mer., févr. 3, 20218 h 50 min
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Romance
Josephine McCaine has never known a life outside of school, preparing to be able to attend her dream college. Living alone with her dad after her mother's death 5 years ago, she always felt like she was being held back by him. But when she meets Hero, she can't help but shut off her brain telling her to stay away, following her heart and being pulled further and further into his world of illegal car trading and criminal scheming. As she finds herself falling deeper with every passing day, she meets people who give new meaning to the word loyalty as she tries to balance her senior year with late nights of sneaking around Los Angeles, a city she never really knew. A story about friendship, family, and love. _ A re-telling of the book Ride-Or-Die by Pixelberry, Choices for entertainment purposes only!
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I lost her once. I won't lose her again. After my brother's death, I was drowning.She was my life raft. Josephine and I were opposites, the outspoken art student and the brooding athlete. She was passionate where I was apathetic, bright where I was dark, soft where I was hard. For two years, we had everything. The kind of love that only exists in fairy tales.Then she left and took my heart with her.I tried to heal. To throw myself into medical school. To forget her. I thought I did. Until today those blue eyes, that sweet smile, the soft curves-that's my Josephine. As soon as I hear her laugh, I know.She's what's missing from my life. I have three days to get her back.God, I hope I'm as charming as I used to be

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