Glass Jaw

Glass Jaw

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glass jaw: 1. Noun. Where a fighter is easily knocked out via a blow to the chin or jaw owing to a vulnerability in their strength and training. 2. Metaphorically, a fighter's weakness. ~~~ Ryan Chamberlain is the embodiment of vulnerability. She's kind-hearted and maybe a little too keen to trust people. Plus, she barely has any real-world experience, but that was never her choice. For the last eight years, Ryan has been pushed into the corner. There was only ever room for one star to shine and that star was not her. With college on the horizon, Ryan finally sees the opportunity to step out of the shadows and live life on her own terms. Will it be that simple though? To Landon Atwood, showing weakness is not an option. In the octagon, and in life, people will always take advantage of your vulnerability. The only people he lets close are his childhood friends-and that's only because they refuse to leave him alone. What will happen when those same friends adopt a stray in the form of an unwelcome freshman?
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His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❤︎ flawed characters (and development) Copyright © 2018-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

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