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!𝕎𝔸ℝℕ𝕀ℕ𝔾! 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒𝕓𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕕. 𝕀𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕪 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖. 𝕀 𝕕𝕠 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕙𝕒𝕣𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠𝕟, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕤𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕪 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕚𝕔𝕖. 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦! <𝟛
𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕀𝕊 𝔸 𝕊𝔸ℕ𝕊 𝕏 ℝ𝔼𝔸𝔻𝔼ℝ 𝔽𝔸ℕ𝔽𝕀ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ. 𝔻𝕆ℕ'𝕋 𝕃𝕀𝕂𝔼, 𝔻𝕆ℕ'𝕋 ℝ𝔼𝔸𝔻.
𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪 𝕕𝕠 ℕ𝕆𝕋 𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖 𝕦𝕟𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕀 𝕤𝕒𝕪 𝕤𝕠. 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕪𝕠𝕦.
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Wishes, people only have a certain amount of them. Everyone, young and old and tall and tall, all wishes for something that they don't have and want. It could be of anything, but something people wish for either two things or both.
A savior and freedom.
A girl, (Y/N) (L/N) (M/N), is a young adult who is in a very bad emotionally abusive relationship with her fiancé, Nick, a real jackass who only sees himself as something more "higher" than other people.
As she was working at her local coffee shop, a strange man walks in, and they become great friends.
But wishes c
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.