Falling in love

Falling in love

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It's funny how our minds like to trick us into telling lies, hurting the ones we love, and picking the choices we know deep down are the wrong ones. But four high school students attending St. Dwynwen's Catholic Boarding school find that love isn't easy. Ryan Nelson lives to hide away from it. Neal Ross never really knowing the true meaning of love or why so many want it. Ivy Hester starved of it for so long when she gets it she's lost and afraid how to be without it. Nickolas Dallas, hurt by love and in turn despises it. All attend the same school and all learn a new lesson about what love really is... ♥Quote of the book♥ "Oh Blessed St. Dwynwen, you who knew pain and peace, division and reconciliation. You have promised to aid lovers and you watch over those whose hearts have been broken. As you received three boons from an Angel, intercede for me to receive 3 blessings to obtain my heart's desire and if that is not God's will, a speedy healing from my pain; your guidance and assistance that I may find love with the right person, at the right time, and in a right way; and an unshakable faith in the boundless kindness and wisdom of God and this I ask in the name of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen."
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You spoke with your fists more than you spoke with your words the hate poured out of you and onto me for all the things that weren't my fault You've beaten the fight out of me taught me not to run and tell a lesson made in blood turned me into your slave You showed me kindness in rare moments you didn't make my life hell a manipulation or a nicer side to you I could never tell You fed me breadcrumbs made me treasure them like gold until I worshipped the ground you walked on and looked at you like one might look at God You upped and left never said a goodbye it hurt more than the most painful fist and the cruelest lie You became a ghost haunted me for a decade showed up in memories and dreams and one summer night in real life All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without the written permission of the author.

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