The Pretty Thing Hurts

The Pretty Thing Hurts

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What is love to people? Is it the idea having someone to hold or having to give someone flowers and chocolates? Alot of people, especially teens believe that what they have with their partners is true love. But how can you say so, when the people you fall inlove with, are only the attractive ones? You say you look beyond people's looks and fall inlove with their personality. Well thats just a lie, tell me how is it that people can put up with a hot person's crap, but the moment that 'loser' doesnt like your selfie, it's all over. Is that what we call love? Now, really? In this world filled with liars, cheats, hoes and fuckboys how do you know it's real? People say they love someone without really meaning it. Most of them, just for the sake of it. Just because you're hot, popular, rich, for their own fun or just to get you on their bed. Am I the only one who finds it really hard trusting the sugar coated pretty word 'Love' and pretty boys? Afterall, the pretty thing hurt the most.
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One day you're happy, and the next, a freak accident exposes your boyfriend's dirty little secrets in the worst possible way. I lost the man I loved, my trust in people, and my home in less than one afternoon. At least I know that I've pushed past unimaginable pain before, and I can do it again. Elijah didn't break me, just my heart. 💔🔨 So, the LAST thing I needed was to run into my ex's best friend, Gray on the street. Who cares if he's hotter than lava? Gray's a cocky jerk who seems to get a misguided kick out of making my blood boil. And did I mention the guy's got a chip on his tattooed shoulder even bigger than his inflated ego? Unfortunately, I just found out that I accidentally hired him to work on the BIGGEST campaign of my career!💀 But when Gray's prismatic eyes fill with heartfelt apologies, I don't know how to feel. It's messing with my mind, my career, my new friendships, and worst of all, it's hurting what's left of my ruined heart. I thought Gray hated me, but I was wrong...There is something much, much stronger that binds our fate. 🥊💕 This book contains adult themes (aka sexy stuff and trigger content) as well as Oxford commas and the occasional grammatical error. 🥊💕 **This is a complete story that I am currently in the process of editing, so feedback, notes, and helpful comments are always welcome. Bullying and harassing others for their comments as well as shameless self-promotion of things not related to the content will be deleted.** Highest Ranks: 🥊💕 #6 in #mature 😍😆🙏 🥊💕 #15 in #adultromance 😍🥰 🥊💕 #69 in #unrequited 😋😛😝 🥊💕 #92 in #tattoos 🥊💕 #18 in #badboylovestory 🥊💕 #1 & #2 in #adultthemes li

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