Beauty and the Beach

Beauty and the Beach

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"Holy sour patch. I could have drowned! Technically, I was drowning, so I could have died! I owe you my life! I love you random stranger! You are my hero!" said the guy I just rescued while embracing me in a large, awkward hug. I rolled my eyes before saying, "Now I'm craving candy; thanks a lot!" "My master," he began, "I will buy you twenty thousand packs of sour patch. Is that your first wish with me as your slave, oh savior?" I narrowed my eyes at him as I said, "You really think this is some new Aladdin? If I had three wishes, they'd go as follows: don't call me master, go away, and never come back!" He looked at me with a devilish look in his eyes. He snakily smiled. "Someone's cranky. I thought girls on their period weren't allowed to come in the water?" ~~~ Delilah always had the life people would consider perfect. She had loving parents who'd give her the moon if they had to, was a single child, and attended an amazing all-girl private school in New York City. Until one day, something changed her life. As doctors, her parents had a lot of responsibility at hand, especially since they were two of the top ten doctors of the United States. With the spreading of Ebola, they are both offered an opportunity of a lifetime: to come up with a cure in Africa. Obviously accepting the offer, they take Delilah across the country to California to live with her aunt and her cousin for who knows how long, not wanting to take the risk of contaminating their daughter. Delilah gets a job as a lifeguard and on her first week there, saves a crazy boy who will change her life in ways she didn't even know possible. ~~~ A/N : Hello there, thank you for checking out my book! Please give this book a chance by adding it to your libraries; it would mean so much to me. Also, updates will occur WEEKLY, and each chapter will have 2500-3000 words each (all chapters will be edited to the best of my ability). NOTICE: I WILL START UPDATING IN 2017.
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This book is rated R. Please proceed with caution. This is the more raunchy version of the book. *** We stand in silence, as I sip my water, and he watches me do it. Finally, he breaks the silence. "I'm sorry if I... offended you by sleeping in your bed last night. This morning. Whatever." "It's fine. You didn't do anything." He nods, his eyes far away, as if thinking of how to word his views. "I didn't do anything... but I wanted to. I wanted to so badly." I nearly choke on my water. I don't know what's worse; his confession, or how nonchalantly he says it, as if he's reading the weather. "Come again?" I say, thinking that I must have heard him wrong. He shrugs. "I want to f*ck you." Again, he is as nonchalant as ever. I just stare stupidly, my mouth agape. He closes my mouth, grinning at me, wicked intentions in his eyes. Not so nonchalant anymore, I see. "Um, I-I...I don't..." I stop talking, realising what a total idiot I sound like, while his grin broadens. In that second, I am grateful for my dark skin, as he can't see me blushing. "Tongue-tied?" My cheeks get hotter. "Shut the f*ck up." He actually laughs. "Don't worry, honey," he says, his hot breath brushing against my face, shocking me. When did he get this close? "One day," he whispers, now in my ear,"I will f*ck you." I realise that my eyes are closed and I open them. He's gone. I stand there frozen, in total shock. What the actual f*ck just happened? *** When all you know is disappointment, you become your own best friend. You isolate yourself from everyone else. You need no one; love is a weakness. That's the case with me. Then, Prince Charming rides in and changes everything. Except, he isn't a prince. He is light, but he holds darkness; he is joy, but he knows pain; he is beauty, but within him is imperfection and ugliness. He is just like me, but he is nothing like me.

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