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My Quirky Love

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Greyson Blake Rosen-Hower

Who doesn't know that name? Everyone with a pulse knows his family.

He's blessed with his father's devilish looks and cunning mind. He's already on top of the corporate ladder at a young age without any effort.

He also inherits his mother's pure heart. Well, if you dig deeper, I mean more more deeper like Mariana's trench deep. I swear you'll find it.


Sunshine McBright is the epitome of happiness and positive energy. Even her name says it all. She's simple minded and detached from reality most of the time.
Trying to be happy and making others happy while you are experiencing hardship was so hard but she'd rather die trying than not.


They met in a strange way and she captivated Greyson with her quirkiness. Like his father, Greyson believes at love at first sight.

They are opposites in every way but Greyson will do anything to leap that gap between them and make Sunshine his.

Forever.

                                -excerpt-

I was sitting quietly in the middle of Central Park when suddenly a flower appeared on my vision.

I looked up and saw a redhead smiling widely at me. My hoodie obscure half of my face so I doesn't know if this strange woman saw my flat expression.

"I am sorry. I've been staring at you for a while which I know was totally creepy but I swear I am not. I notice that you look lonely and sad so I picked this flower and hopes that your day will become a little bit lighter."

She pushed the flower a little so I was forced to take it.

"Huh you're still not happy. Wait please."

The redhead run towards a bush that has a sign that clearly said "Don't pick any flowers. Fine $50." 
After she picked a handful. She runs back to me. 

"Here." she offered the newly stealed flowers to me. 
"oh I also have a chocolate bar. do you want one?"


The only thing that's running on my mind was who's this strange woman and can I take her home?





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His Sweet Honey. by shelovesto_reads

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We stared at each other for a while, neither wanting to give in to the other. His cold blue eyes stared deep into my soul, as my brown ones stared into his. Although I don't know the owner to these gorgeous blue eyes, I feel as if I've met him before. It must have been in another life cause I'd definitely remember him. __________________________________ "C'mon baby doll, you wouldn't make anything that could possibly kill me, right?" He shakily asks me. "Of course not..." I tell him, letting my sarcastic side show. "But Ave, if you kill me, who else are you going to cuddle with at night?" He teases. "Okay, that was one time!! And I was extremely dunk, so I don't even remember what happened that night, and I don't ever want to know." I yell, trying to reason with him. He walks close, only a few centimeters away from my face, our breaths mixing. "You wouldn't miss me?" He asks with a whisper. Feeling daring, I peck his lips. "Of course I would dumby. And I'm not going to kill you. Why would I do that? I am simply going to make you a smoothie, and you are going to pretend it's the worst thing ever. Got it?" I tell him, feeling like an evil mastermind with the plan. He has a stupid grin on his face, and kisses me. • • • THIS BOOK IS CRUSTY AS HELL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. THE SECOND ONE IS BETTER IN MY OPINION SO READ THIS IF YA WANT. Ranked #4 in "sappy" out of 1400+ books 3/18/19