Feels Like Love
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Last published Thu, Oct 20, 2022
◇Based on a true story◇
Riley Addams, a young savage girl.
She's colder than ice and when she stares at you, you know it's the end for you. She's got flaming red eyes and the blackest hair. She's the basketball and hockey captain and the soon to be badminton team captain. She's good at fighting, weapons, flirting,playing with your heart and what not. She wont trust you very easily. And boy if Her beauty could kill and if the quote was real that 'looks could kill' then no one would've survived.
Then there's Ryan blackwood,rich kid, a brat he gets anything he wants, from girls to food and more girls anything. That's because he is hot, flirty, tall and popular flirty guy. Hes the football captain and boy are their many girls behind him. Why won't there be tho,he's got everything. Blue eyes, black hair and a cute dimple smile.
Then we have the 'Saint' in Eastwood High. Rowan Hayes, he's not only the MOST popular and powerful guy, but he's also quite smart.
He'shot,sexy,handsome,cute and that body of a Greek God. He's the senior Football captain and hockey and tennis. Everyone falls for him. I mean who wouldn't, he's got those dark grey, mysterious eyes and those brown hair. His smile is a killer smile.
Rowan is also a mafia leader with his bestfriend, Lucas. They both are this close that they ran away from home and to another country. Trusting eachother.
Rileys past is gonna hit her like a bitch. Harder than Karma will ever. Every one of then WILL be hurt.
I can guarantee you that.
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'No,no,no,no,no,no' she screamed
'FUCK NOOOO'
'Im gonna kill him' she laughed like a witch
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