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Rightfully Thine
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Continúa, Has publicado ene 23, 2023
Vincent Plath, is Nova Cooper's first and only crush. Firsthand witnessing and even setting him up with some of the girls he's been with she has very well given up on ever being with him.
Vincent Plath goes through rows of girls in search of the girl for him every month but doesn't notice the one for him hidden in plain sight.
He is convinced Sia Simons is the one for him until Nova makes him think... wait what if she's all I have been finding for?
Nova cooper with her tough exterior yet soft and romantic thoughts just might be the one he's been finding for.
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"We weren't supposed to happen, but we did. And now we're both pretending it didn't." After her life took a turn, Nova Sinclair is forced to move schools. New school. New rules- a fresh start. A chance to focus on her goals and obey her mother. Theodore Abbott is trouble in every way she didn't see coming. He's infuriating, unpredictable and far too good at getting under her skin. Not friends. Not enemies. But somewhere in between as the line between friends and lovers starts to blur. As the tension builds and their paths collide in ways she can't avoid, Nova finds herself drawn into a game she never wanted to play. Where the stakes are too high, and he's the wildcard she can't figure out. ~ Today, her lips are covered in a shade of red, hair falling against her cheeks. I watch as her breath deepens and goes faster, as does mine. "It didn't mean anything." She avoids my eyes. "Sure, it didn't." I tilt my head. My voice is low, almost a whisper.