One of a Kind

One of a Kind

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture32 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication mer., avr. 21, 2021
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------------------------------------------------------------------------- Teaser: "I need you to get the fuck away from me!" Blaze screamed. I was so confused, I mean I know I'm not exactly his cup of tea, but I thought we were getting somewhere. I look at him with hurt painted across my face. "Fine." I whispered. As I turned around I could feel the tears forming, I hated when people yelled at me, it brought back too many painful memories. I was about to step away when suddenly a hand engulfed my wrist. Before I could even register it, I spun around so fast I think I might have gotten whiplash. The next thing I knew, lips were on mine, and heat exploded all through my body, however, I couldn't move. After a few seconds of standing there, starstruck, Blaze backed up. I could see the confusion forming behind his eyes, and the only thing I heard him mutter was, "Fuck..." ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Description: Dylan is definitely the product of her environment. She is extremely reserved, unless surrounded by the right people. Once someone sees past the rock hard exterior, they get a taste of how truly amazing she is. I mean, she is a straight A student, and loves to balance her life out with sports, what more could you want. Nonetheless, there is one area in which she is lacking, that area being boys. She was never the main focus, however that all might change. Blaze is the resident bad boy. He doesn't like a lot of people, so if he even as much as glances in your direction, consider yourself lucky. His life is all planned out until he meets a certain someone, who changes his whole perspective. -------------------------------------------------------------------------
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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? ********************** 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.

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