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reckless // s.w.
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Concluída, Primeira publicação em nov 17, 2014
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"C'mon." He sang into my ear. "You know you want to." I did want too,but,I was scared. But, this is the life I chose. I just need to deal with it. 

Logan Casey is a freshly graduated High School Student. She never believed in love. Until she meets him. Life can change over night...like it did for her. Boy meets Girl. Hell meets Heaven. Sammy meets Logan. His trouble ways whimper to be pleased with her hidden innocence. He wanted her. She feared him, but loved him. Love isn't easy.
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