Boundless Love

Boundless Love

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Romance
TW - Physical and sexual assault. Mental and physical abuse. Alcohol Abuse. Warning - This is my first story; take from that what you will. There is talk of sex. The story has some Christian themes. Mature language. Seventeen-year-old Lizaveta Tarrent is a fairly normal girl, despite what goes on at home. Mostly A's, but stays out of the spotlight, has few friends, and of course her "little nemesis". "Little" is definitely no way to describe eighteen-year-old Cayden Draven, but that doesn't stop Lizzy from trying to annoy him. Lizzy and Cayden have known each other since Middle School, having teased each other, making snide remarks, and saying stupid things to each other for as long as Lizzy can remember. They may bicker, but when Liz gets into trouble at a football game and Cayden finds her, they suddenly grow close, but will their new relationship bloom and last a lifetime, or wilt before it even gets a chance to truly start? Hebrews 11:1
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'You hurt me, And I hurt you. We are forever even.' /// 'So why are you talking to me again?' 'Switch up the scenery,' he replied shortly. I frowned and took a small bite of my ice cream. Only a week ago I was crying in his arms with bruised knuckles at a bus stop. I had decided that would be the last time we would ever even be together. I had thought that it would turn into an embarrassing memory that I would always associate with his name. Yet here we were. He was sitting across from me with tinted lips from stained ice-cream. And this very moment caused me to wonder what more would come from that memory. I was a firm believer in avoiding violence. This is ironic since I was the one who punched a girl. But the more I thought about it and the more I took in Blake's presence sitting across from me, the more I came to the conclusion that maybe something good came from it. And to think, this entire thing was sprouted from one ride home. ~ ~ ~ WARNING: -This book contains profanity -It also has sexual dialogue and very suggested sexual scenes so it may get a lil frisky ~I have already pre-written most of this book so updates should be fairly quick

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