Every Last Page.

Every Last Page.

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Their love wasn't like those in the movies or books, it was forbidden. "Why?" You may ask. "Well that's because he was the devil and she was an angel. They held hands untill broken apart, like people say, till death do us part, but is it forbidden-love to love beyond grave..? This story is about a girl named Remi, she's a normal teenager just like everyone else. She has the best friend group, parents, and life. One boy in her friend group in particular catches her eye. She denies it when everyone in her group confronts her about her crush on Emerson. In reality she knows deep down all she wants if for him to be hers. One day everything goes downhill...the unexpected happens. "This would be the start of my story, life is just beginning he's going to be mine and I can feel it. Im confident!" I hope you'll read my book and enjoy it! :)
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♠VOL 1: Book I in the FORBIDDEN series♠ ♤♠ "I don't date," I told him with a smile. "Why not?" He was smiling back as if what I was saying was the most interesting thing ever. I honestly don't know why we're talking about this. I shook my head. "Because I'm not allowed maybe?" I shrugged. "I don't have time for that anyway." I started writing again. "Well that's something you don't hear every day," he teased and I shook my head again, suppressing a smile. ♠♤ She's seen him around plenty of times. He never sees her. Then on the first day of a new school year, there's a run-in, a very short exchange of pleasantries, and on top of that, a class that's grouped by twos. Maybe some things were meant to be. For a while.

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