Ta Léme (BL)

Ta Léme (BL)

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., févr. 16, 2024
Zachary isn't okay. He hasn't been okay for years. His head always hurts. His nose always bleeds. His heart is always empty. He can't help but think...something's wrong with him. Luka isn't okay. Luka is from a broken home, with a mother who had him when she was a teenager. The scars on his wrists are proof enough that he's not alright. But these two boys happened to meet through a screen. And through that screen, they healed each other. Until they finally met. Face to face. Completely by accident. Preview: "What's wrong with me...?" He chuckled, covering his eyes with his arm. "A lot...But there's a lot wrong with me too." My hazel eyes traveled his beautiful face. "Guess we're perfect for each other then." He smiled, finally meeting my eyes. "Guess so." He got up on his elbow, and pressed a soft kiss to my lips.
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*revised and edited* His shocking blue eyes locked on mine, his breath warm against my ear as he whispered, "Kiss me." I froze. Five minutes ago he'd slammed my books to the floor like I didn't matter, and now he stood close enough for my heartbeat to betray me. I couldn't tell if he wanted me to love him or hate him-or both. But wanting him was the problem. Because somewhere between the confusion and the chaos, I'd fallen for Ethan Walker. And the moment he stepped into my life, everything I thought I knew-about myself, about loneliness, about safety-shifted beneath my feet. Nothing was simple anymore. Not with him this close.

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