You First

You First

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Nathan and Lexi both belong to the middle - high hierarchy of high school. All Lexi want's is to have a little fun, and she won't take no for an answer. So with her new scheme intact, she makes a plan: Make Nathan, the humorous soccer player, fall for her. However, little does she know- he also has a plan: Make her fall for him. Determined to make the other fall in love, they resort to extreme and unthinkable measures. Nobody knows how the game will end, but one thing is for sure. One of them- or both is going to fall. Hard. Cover by Thanatos-
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Mon Amour

"We weren't supposed to happen, but we did. And now we're both pretending it didn't." After her life took a turn, Nova Sinclair is forced to move schools. New school. New rules- a fresh start. A chance to focus on her goals and obey her mother. Theodore Abbott is trouble in every way she didn't see coming. He's infuriating, unpredictable and far too good at getting under her skin. Not friends. Not enemies. But somewhere in between as the line between friends and lovers starts to blur. As the tension builds and their paths collide in ways she can't avoid, Nova finds herself drawn into a game she never wanted to play. Where the stakes are too high, and he's the wildcard she can't figure out. ~ Today, her lips are covered in a shade of red, hair falling against her cheeks. I watch as her breath deepens and goes faster, as does mine. "It didn't mean anything." She avoids my eyes. "Sure, it didn't." I tilt my head. My voice is low, almost a whisper.

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