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You don't find love just anywhere. Not on the road, In the load. Not in the crowd It'll be loud. Just that person that can make you feel better, Or smile Or not breath And breath And smile, Or cry, It also has a price. Deric made Jasmine feel exactly that way. And it was OK. She is not a delicate flower like everybody thinks. No, she's Jasmine. The girl that can't cry for any freaking nightmare. However, she can cry for only one person. Is it wrong?? That person is.............?? ????
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This is not a HEA. This book is a companion Novella to the Blackrock series. Scarred Hearts - Taking Chances - Infinity & Always. It deals with the last 9 months of Summer Anderson's life told from her POV. Warning: Due to content this book is not suitable for readers under 17. Love Do we ever know what it truly is? Is it in the hugs from a parent? In the laughter shared with a best friend? Or is it the words that slip from the lips of the boy you want to love you back? I don't know, maybe it's a combination of all three, or maybe just maybe - it's in the eyes of the person staring back at you through the mirror. The person whom you need to love, in order love another. For me staring into the mirror only brings pain, regret, and shame. What I've done, the one thing I thought would give me love, brought nothing but shame. This person staring back at me...I don't know who she is, I don't know who I am anymore. Love. Do we ever know what it is?

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