An Angel Wears Hightops [A Sequel to The Devil Wears Girl Jeans]

An Angel Wears Hightops [A Sequel to The Devil Wears Girl Jeans]

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The sequel to the Devil Wears Girl Jeans is finally here! Hartley Wolf has more than a few problems on her hands. Over the summer, pretty much everything she knew completely changed for the worst. All her friends? AWOL. The guy who killed her best friend? Still roaming the streets. Her best friend? Still in a coma. Oh, and the guy she's madly in love with? He's somewhere in Arizona, and no one has heard from him since the second he walked through the airport boarding gates. Some good did come out of all the tragedy, though: Poe and Mickey, the handsome brothers who showed up in the ER the night of the crash, claiming to be Dallas's brothers. They might be just the thing Hartley needs to start rebuilding her life, as long as their secrets don't tear it all back down before she even has a chance to start.
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(Book 2) *Contains spoilers below* "I needed more closure than what you gave me." I half lied. "It feels like an open wound someone keeps pouring salt on." His expression remained hard and cold. Almost distant. "I don't know what you want from me, Willow. You coming here isn't closing any wounds, it's just opening up old ones." I let out a sigh and rubbed my hands over my face. "I just needed to see you, okay? It's a relief to know you're even alive right now." I was begging myself not to cry. Noah shifted a little and folded his arms against his chest. "I don't know what you want me to say." "Anything is better than nothing." I said as I took a step closer. "I missed you. A lot." He peeked from under the mess of curls falling over his eyes. "You want me to tell you I missed you too? Is that what you're doing here?" I clenched my jaw shut and curled my fingers into fists at my sides. "I don't want anything from you." Scott isn't gone...yet. But he still refuses to let Noah go without harming anyone Noah cares about. It's been nine months since Scott took Noah under his wing and moved away from California. Willow hasn't seen either of them since the night Noah left with the promise to come back. When Willow finds Noah, she didn't expect what she finds. Noah's completely transformed into something she never thought she would see again. Besides the arrogant, obnoxious attitude, came countless tattoos, a ring through his lip, and a new name. With Scott still lingering and Noah's new found attitude, there's bound to be a little trouble. Way more than Willow bargained for. And maybe, just maybe, Scott isn't the real enemy.

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