Finding Myself

Finding Myself

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Nov 18, 2024
Soriah is a popular high school girl who everyone seems to drool all over. She has a boyfriend, brains and beauty so to everyone she's perfect. It seem as if she has everyone planned Out in life until the new exchange student Majesty comes around and changes her perspective. Majesty recently moved away from her home town and into another. Not really into the new change and wanting to stay where she grew up, she stays to herself most of the time until a girl she just met slowly made her way into her life. What will happen when the two girls come together and bond?
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A small Christmas romance for this festive season. : : : A Billionaire (Logan) engaged to her new love, ventures home for Christmas to make things right with her first love (Olly). What could possibly go wrong "What?" I asked, a soft laugh escaping me. "Nothing," she said, her lips curving into a secret smile. "I just need to photograph you like this." "Why?" I asked, curious. "Because I can't help myself, Olly," she whispered, her gaze fixed on me, a quiet intensity in her words. She leaned in, her fingers cold but gentle against my skin, a sensation I wouldn't mind staying with me, gradually warming with each passing second. Her lips parted softly, and I didn't move, allowing her to close the distance between us. The kiss was tender, almost tentative, but it sent a shock through me, a spark that set my heart on fire. My hands instinctively found their way around her, fingers brushing through the dark strands of her hair, which spilled out from beneath her coat. She tilted her head, and a few strands of hair brushed my face, tickling my brow and forehead. Her kiss grew...

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