Bad guys ain't no good but good guys ain't no fun.
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Beverly Amelia Davis.
A perfect normal teenage girl. (She wants to be)
But not the cliché girl in the books who is shy, nerdy, has never kissed before, never partied, never ditched school, you get it.
Everything about her is normal. (She wants it to be) Blonde, blue eyes, perfect white- little tanned skin, American accent, everything. A peppy girl who wants every reason to be so. The smile on her face, the way she dresses, all show her nature: peppy, helpful and kind.
Chase Adam Parker.
The most messed up teenage boy. (He wants to be)
Not the cliché boy in the books who flirts, plays basketball or football, dates, has a friend circle, a perfect family, you get it. (He resents those)
Everything about him screams bad news, mystery and danger. The black, leather jacket which he always wears, the motorcycle, the constant glare on his face, everything.
Every one knows that in the books, the player gets his nerd, the quarterback gets his cheerleader, but will this bad boy get his good girl? Will they have the happy ending?
Because, Beverly has a secret. A deadly one. Literally.
Everyone here has atleast one killing secret. So what will happen? Disheartening secrets are spilled. Tears are shred. Hearts are bound to be broken.
Will they all tear apart or stick through?
Join this journey of Chase and Beverly to find out!
****This is not a werewolf story or even paranormal one.
She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?"
"But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body.
"No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there.
"We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her.
She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that.
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Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else.
Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves.
When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again.
But fate has other plans.
Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did.
And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine.
Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.