Fix me Gabriella

Fix me Gabriella

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Fiction
Romance
First Love
Bad Boy
Highschool
Her name is Gabriella Ortegas. Gabriella was just like her mother, a sweetheart, bubbly, and a straight A student. She had always struggled with trusting new people but not when it came to him. Her father Jackson Ortegas is a mafia boss so they keep having to travel from state to state because of how many enemies he's made. They finally settled down in New York City, and this time it's for good. There was only one highschool in her area, a quite bad one I might add. What could a beauty like her be doing in such a place? Alejandro Cortez. Alejandro is feared by everyone he passes by, even his teachers. No one even dared to make eye contact with him. He wasn't the brightest, as a matter of fact, he wasn't bright at all. He was an orphan, he grew up on the streets, he's never been shown love of any form. But now he's a famous street fighter, street fighting saved him, or so he thought. What happens a when he meets Gabriella Ortegas? #1 in gabriella 09/06/25
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She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

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