Love on Strings

Love on Strings

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Setting: A vibrant high school filled with colorful murals, quirky students, and a strong emphasis on creativity. Plot Overview: The story unfolds in the bustling halls of the high school art department, where projects range from surreal paintings to zany sculptures. As Sunny navigates her friendships and burgeoning romances, she faces various comedic challenges-like trying to keep Bella from scaring away potential crushes and dealing with Jed's relentless competition. Sunny's art class becomes a stage for love triangles, misunderstandings, and growth. Each character brings their quirks into the mix, leading to humorous scenarios: TinTin's accidental confessions, Bella's over-the-top jealousy, and Mica and Melo's attempts to play matchmaker.
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August & Colin | WRU series | book 1 We take risks. We make mistakes. We lie. We love. We hurt. We lose total control. I took a risk. I paid the price. I made a mistake. I felt the guilt. I lied. I lie. I loved. I try not to. I hurt. I still do. I lost control. I'm losing again. I try to stick to my plan, I try to follow my rules, I try to silence my heart, I try to keep control of the domino stones that represent my life. But one domino fell and the rest just followed. *** "We shouldn't do this," he whispers against my lips. I should applaud him for having the strength to act on that thought because I haven't been able to. At one point I wanted to, but his touches made the impulse to stop vanish. Now, the only thing I want to act on is the longing inside my chest as I think about demolishing the space between us. "Do you want to stop?" I can feel his frown against my forehead. He nudges my nose before placing a featherlight kiss on my mouth. His hands slide over my jawline, his thumbs slowly caressing my cheeks. He gives me another kiss. Slow and deliberately, as if he's still debating the answer to my question as he slicks his tongue over mine. He softly sucks on my bottom lip, dragging it with him when he pulls away. "I can't," he confesses before he presses his lips back on mine. *** All Rights Reserved (Do not copy this story, thank you :))

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