RUTHLESS

RUTHLESS

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing1h 15m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Aug 16, 2021
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Fanfic
Football/Soccer
"Anybody is capable of being a quarterback, regardless of whether or not they have a penis between their legs." At least that's what Collette Ellison's father told her at a young age. "It's easy to throw a football twenty yards, but to catch the football while running full speed and blocking defensive backs and safeties? That takes hard work, strength, concentration, and commitment. But do you want to know what the real secret to being the best wide receiver is, Lottie? Adjusting." At seventeen years old, Collette was well trained in adjusting. She adjusted in different schools around the world, due to the many times her father was deployed. Now officially settling down in a small yet prestigious town in Colorado, Collette has to learn how to adjust again. And maybe that's why playing wide-receiver for the state's number one football program comes naturally to her. Because it's a ruthless game, but so is love. **[A/N]: This story is rated R because of the "strong mature" language. (There is just a lot of cussing.) © Copyright 2019 KeeleyRV2. All Rights Reserved.
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