INTO YOUR ARMS

"Hi, I'm Annabelle, but my friends call me Anne," I greeted cheerily. Slowly, probably begrudgingly, he raised his head to look up into my face. My breath hitched as I looked down into his face. I felt my already big eyes widen more by his features. He was so cute, and I mean it.

"Well, Annabelle, I'm not in the mood for conversations," he asked coldly, his deep voice gentle but showing dominance making me flinch a bit...
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Into your arms, talks about Anne being a young girl, lets say a teenager with wild aspirations. Being the only daughter of a wealthy woman, one would think her life was full of roses. But not in her case. She still suffered, a bit, well, that's what she told herself. But she persevered, because she knew life was full of twists and turns and also she had her close friends.
Join Anne as she journeys her life, laughing, crying, hurting, healing, loving and hating.

Hi, this is officially my first story on this account I have on Wattpad. In fact, I've had lots of accounts on Wattpad but they got jammed up. But i believe this account will stay. Pls read and comment. The discription is horribel, i know. You know what's funny? How easy it is to create a story but hard it is to put it down...
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