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Dirty Love | Bully Romance (18+)
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Ongoing, First published Jul 30, 2021
Mature
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"Her hatred of him was the only thing she knew for certain."

I dreamed of him often. 
Often enough that I started to dream of him when I was awake. 
So when he returned five years after my entire life shattered, I thought I was still dreaming. 

We were always drawn together, despite our differences. He was the poor, rejected filth of town and I was the rich, popular ice princess. Now he's back for our senior year, leaner, older and covered in tattoos. He's even more cruel and captivating than he was before, but little does he know I'm no longer the compliant little wallflower he left behind. 

He was my bully and my salvation, my nightmare and my obsession, an intimate monster and a heartless lover. He would sacrifice the world for me. Destroy and kill for me. Fall from grace and tear the stars away from heaven for me. 
I was his enemy, but I was his. 
Except, he took away the one thing I loved the most in the world and I was going to make him pay. I was going to break him as he broke me all those years ago. 

I'm told love and hate are two different sides of the same dangerous coin, and ours was a story of irresistible pain and tormented pleasure. A wicked, dirty love. A sick, twisted, beautiful hate. It knew no bounds.

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