Tabula Rasa

Tabula Rasa

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Alex; dainty yet far from innocent, has made it to his senior year of high school. The rich, parent neglected kid who has had to constantly jump between private schools will have to switch one more time. moving in with his aunt in Santa Monika after the tragic death of his parents, it's not long after that Alex finds comfort in the arms of the Aromantic yet magnetizing schools quarterback Izz Owis only to find he has a secret of his own that sends Alex spiraling down into a furtive unknown society just under the surface of what he thought was reality. Only too soon does Alex find himself between two worlds and the cause of a brewing war between Santa Monica's largest power struggling underground factions. What secrets had his parents kept from him and can he stop an all out war from happening between the sandy streets of Santa Monica?
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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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