Amber leaned into Jacob's arms, her body still weak but her mind finally quiet. The night stretched around them, vast and dark, until a cool drop landed on her cheek. Then another. She looked up, and the sky opened.
Rain poured down in heavy sheets, soaking her hair, clinging to her skin. For a moment, she simply stared, blinking at the sudden change. Jacob chuckled, his voice low and warm.
"Looks like the universe isn't done with us yet," he said, tilting his head back to let the rain hit his face.
Amber let out a soft laugh, the sound surprising her after everything that had happened. "It's... kind of perfect, isn't it?"
Jacob raised an eyebrow, water dripping from his lashes. "Perfect? We're drenched."
Amber stepped out of his arms and spun slowly, her arms stretched wide as the rain washed over her. "Exactly. Drenched, messy, alive." She stopped and looked at him, a playful glint in her eyes. "Dance with me."
Jacob smirked. "Here? In the middle of a storm?"
"Why not?" she challenged, stepping closer. "You scared, Jacob?"
"Of you? Always." But his grin widened, and he took her hand, pulling her into a gentle sway.
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Secrets unravel, exposing dangerous truths. Blood is spilled, leaving scars that run deep. Relationships shatter under the weight of betrayal. Enemies emerge from the shadows, thirsting for vengeance. Yet amidst the chaos, love ignites, fierce and undeniable.
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Willow's always been known as the good girl with the wealthy parents who could do no wrong. Little do they know that this seemingly perfect girl has some less than perfect secrets; and the fact that she's been sneaking out past curfew every night since the beginning of summer isn't the worst one.
Distancing herself from the people at school has become lonely, but everything changes when a group of bad boys that she meets after curfew one night transfer to her school and begin to take an interest in her; one even more than the rest. But will they be able to protect her when events from her past re-surface and begin to get her into more trouble than she ever wanted?
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We were a circuit, electricity flowing through us at every connection, every light touch igniting a heat that was exhilarating but dangerous. Like we could catch fire and burn to the ground at any second.
"Did you take your own advice? Did you ever forgive yourself?" I whispered, my words evaporating in the heat around us. He moved towards me, trapping me against the car door as his lips traced over my jaw, down to my neck.
"This," he whispered, his thumb tracing the waistband of my jeans, making my breathing falter. "Allowing myself to feel this happiness, to feel you...this is me forgiving myself." He kissed me, calming the raging storm in me and igniting a new one.
I wasn't sure which would cause more destruction, but I knew only one had pretty blue eyes and a effortless smile that could convince me it was all worth it. It probably was.