The Cravings

The Cravings

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Apr 18, 2022
Amara Young has been dealing with her past trauma for some time now. She has found coping mechanisms but they haven't been working lately. A one night stand turns into more than a quick fuck. She falls in love with the rough and cold man with a dark and mysterious life behind closed curtains. The more she gets to know him, the harder she falls. Like light and dark, she were complete opposite. But they completed each other too perfectly. Heavy smut and language. 18+ content Sensitive subjects: Alcohol abuse, drugs, physical abuse, mental trauma Spotify playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5KmDbPxaqjSZk0cwUVQzQY?si=rwWsR8FTSp-g0VOjEFZLDg
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[C O M P L E T E D] Amara is drawn to him in a way she never thought was possible; intrigued by every secret, and falling deeper with every lie. The butterfly effect; The theory that every decision you make impacts your life, and the way it unravels. One decision, one person, and one simple encounter that would both change her life forever, and turn her whole world upside down. Two polar opposites - like fire and ice. A bright fire burning inside of her, and a captivating wall of ice built around him. Complicated, insufferable & all consuming. He is her most beautiful mistake, Her greatest weakness, Her downfall. "He finally glances down, his eyes glowing from the setting sun. In his eyes was a sunset of its own, the browns and golds merging together in a captivating whirlpool. His eyes hold the weight of all his fears, raw for me to see. He always describes my eyes as the ocean, and I can't help but worry that his carry too much fear and sorrow for even the ocean to sweep away." "𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. 𝐁𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 - 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬." [#1 in Downfall.]

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