The pretty colour red.

The pretty colour red.

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Romance
There are two different kinds of people when it comes to the colour red. Many view it as a symbol of love and fulfilment whereas others see the colour as danger and heartache. Though that is all we do. See it from the outside looking in. However, for Arden St. Claire she is living inside the colour red.. though she's living on both sides of the vision. For Arden, life is.. rough. Worse than it should be for a 17 year old girl. She's stuck in a constant loop of pain and just when she decides that she has had enough, a strong pair of arms find their way around her and make her forget all of what she once worried about. The catch is.. this person happens to be the most popular guy in her high school, a year older than her and his name is . . . ------------ If you enjoy Punk 57, you will enjoy this book. Very similar vibes. MAJOR TRIGGER WARNINGS!!
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Marcus narrowed his eyes at her and brought a hand up, tangling his hand in her hair and tugging on it so she was looking up at him. "You're asking for it, Mila. I could have you moaning my name and begging for more in seconds," he said, squeezing her ass and rubbing himself against her. Mila inhaled sharply and let out an involuntary whimper, craving to be closer to him, with nothing in the way. "You're all talk," she said breathlessly. "All talk, no action. You talk too much," she said, looking up at him with darkened eyes. "I'll believe it when I see it." Marcus growled, planting another hard kiss on her lips, pinning her to the wall with his body as his hands slid down lower on her ass, fingers curling around her inner thighs and getting dangerously close to where she was already wet for him. "You're going to eat those words, Mila," he said against her lips, pushing off the wall and carrying her towards the bedroom. "You're going to eat them while I fuck you so good you scream my name." Mila is desperate for money. So desperate she is willing to do anything to get it and has tried most things. She reaches the end of hope that she will get the the necessary amount in time to take care of the person who needs it, until she remembers her life insurance. The life insurance she gets through her work could cover everything, the only issue being it requires her death and a suicide-clause means she can't do it herself. Desperate enough to sacrifice her life, she finds hiring someone to do it too expensive and one night while drunk, she turns to her superstitious roots and tries to summon a demon to do the deed for her. Several failed attempts later, she's surprised to discover it actually worked, and a surprisingly attractive demon named Marcus is standing in her living room, refusing to accept her request and sparking a lot of feelings she wasn't expecting to have for a demon from hell. this book comes down Nov 1st, then only on patreon

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