Made to burn

Made to burn

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I came up behind her, grazed my hands on her perfectly shaped hips and moved them to the rhythm of the music. I came closer to the nape of her neck and her arm automatically came around my neck. "What's your name darling?" I whispered as seductively as I could. No answer. "Playing hard to get now, are you?" *** Kayla Williams the stereotypical new girl at Stanford university, catches the eye of a second year marine biologist student Ezekial Campbell. Who succumbs to his desires. Ezekial's two friends Yusuf Mustapha and Matthew Prys, who have their own unfortunate events to look forward to in the near future. Unlike Kayla her best friend, Olivia Richards is going to fulfill her love, lust and desires on a very unexpected victim. Kayla who is in her first year of English literature has to balance her life with her cancer diagnosed aunt and her thrilling school career. Yet she's curious about the mysterious Ezekial Campbell and oddly familiar Yusuf Mustapha that helps the intoxicated new girl home after a fun night out, She's determined to know more, fortunately the mysterious boy had the same plans and Yusuf Mustapha was hopeful the truth stays hidden Read, as this enticing story unravels with a collection of lust, revenge and the unexpected all in one story. The past collides with the present, the future still non the less unpredictable.
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♦ "You know how this works, right?" he huffed as he stopped my hands that were grasping the bottom of his soft, white shirt. My lip trembled as he lifted my chin that was pinched between his index finger and thumb to meet his eyes. I nodded my head gently. "No feelings involved," I whispered before he slowly released my chin and hand. He smirked at me before brushing his hand through my hair and pulling me to his lips. ♦ © KAYLA HARDY ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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