We've all waited for a Ryker/Kennedy story, and I have it for you. A spin-off, if you will, from our lovely Carson and Raine's: STORM, MEET RAINE. There were glimpses of Ryker and Kennedy within their story, but now we get to see it all. Every raw, authentic second.
EXCERPT
"You believe that this toxic, running back and forth...Fucking me. Fucking you. Fucking our brains out physically and mentally...you think that's okay?"
I sit there, just watching her. Just like she can sit there and unnerve me with her silence, I can do the same damn thing. But better, in my opinion. Kennedy can give the silent treatment, but she can't take it. She starts to chew on her lip. Our eye contact was fierce. I pick up my glass and took a nice long sip of my beer, smirking when she blinks in annoyance. I sit it back down and let the richness linger on my tongue for a little. Then I shrug my shoulders. "It might not be healthy, but that's our thing. All couples have some shit they do that others think is toxic. Carson and Raine call each other out of their names, but they're all deep in their love crap."
"Couple? Where'd you get that word from?" She scrunches up her nose. My thoughts flashback to the words her father told me: Let her come to you. I can only be so patient.
"Baby, this between us," I move my finger back and forth, gesturing to the metaphorical tie that we have together. "This ain't ever gonna change. You'll always come back to me. Why not make it official?"
"I need time," she sighs. Time, time, time. It's always her needing time. I've learned that it's not her needing time, it's her wanting control of the situation. Wanting control over us. She hates that she always comes back to me, and she's hoping more time will loosen this bond. It won't, and I guess I'll just have to convince her.
"Time is my middle name, and I've always given you all that you needed, but Sweetheart, your time is running out."
An internal voice whispered, "Call him."
But I chose not to.
I dismissed it once more, saying, "He never liked me anyway."
Yet the dilemma lingered.
"But maybe he does. The way he looks at you... it's different."
Out of nowhere, he glanced my way. My heartbeat quickened, sending shivers down my spine.
I averted my gaze, pretending to look around.
"Has he noticed me? No, wait-oh my god."
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After switching high schools, Nina discovered a new way of life. She fell in love, made wonderful friends, and everything seemed perfect.
But Ethan-a popular boy who never focused on anyone but her-was the object of her hatred.
He was always there, always keeping her safe.
He used to annoy her endlessly.
She hated him deeply. Until she didn't.
For a while, she was content with her high school experience. That is, until something mysterious turned her world upside down.
Forced to move to a new city, Nina had to cut ties with everyone she once knew.
Eight years later, fate brings her face-to-face with him again.
"Ethan..."
He's the key to everything-the truths she never knew.
When she was lost in the dark, he always held the light.
But now, things are different.
She despises him.
He's colder than ever.
Or perhaps she fears him.
Fears that he'll leave her again.
Will their lives ever return to normal after everything they've endured?
"Maybe?"
"Maybe yes. Maybe no?"
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Started: 8 November 2021
Ended: 19 December 2022
Rewritten: December 2024
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### Rankings Goals So Far:
#1 Adolescente
#1 given up
#1 blinddates
#1 pretend
#10 twistedromance
#50 high school romance
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### Notice:
This is my first published story, and it contains numerous grammatical errors and bad editing. If you're interested in the storyline, please don't judge me too harshly based on this book. Better stories are on the way-I'm still learning and improving every day.
Enjoy! ✨