They Knew Us Once

They Knew Us Once

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Parts are short. May be errors( please comment if there are) They knew us once is a short story about a young girl who is moving away from the only home she's ever known. Not to mention the fight with her best friend after realizing she wasn't much of a friend at all. She meets a handsome young man and he just so happens to be the main person in her life for the next few weeks. But when she needs to go back home for prom, who goes with her? How do they fit together? And how will she tell him that she's not the girl he thought she was? Find out in... They knew us once.
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#3 of the Devilman series. Could be read as a stand alone. He came to our school as a new student from Romania this year and I didn't put much thought into it. He hung out with the untouchable boys who are the Castillo's and Evan Carney which surprised everyone because he's a complete nerd. But I know him better than them. Me, Cassia Florin, eighteen year old innocent girl with good grades, abusive parents and a backstabbing sister. My friends aren't much better either. I was a programmed robot, only allowed to live my life based on my what my parents allowed. But that was all before I met Luca. My bad boy undercover. He was drawn to me for some reason and I could never put my finger over it till he explained everything that pulled me to him. This boy didn't look at danger he was the danger itself. Seductive to look at, melting to speak to and burning to touch. I'm scared of him. No, no. Not scared. Terrified. He made me see , he made me live and made me feel alive. WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE THEMES AND LANGUAGE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ⛔️ ⚠️

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