Drawing with Matches

Drawing with Matches

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Avery Wilson likes to light matches. Not light matches as in light-matches-and-set-things-on-fire-like-Matthew-Trinson-down-the-street, but lighting matches. Just lighting them. And then blowing them out. Avery loves the sounds of the head of the match scraping against the side of the box, the sound of fire being brought to life. But when the unthinkable happens, Avery is forced to move in with her former step-mother, and leave everything she has ever known behind. Feeling hopeless and blue, Avery takes to stalking the streets of the downtown, exploring every nook and cranny, finding things that no one has before. The dingiest bookstores and dustiest shops are prey to Avery’s wandering, including that of a former artist. His small building is not much bigger than Avery’s room, but it contains the finest artists of the city, including a quiet prodigy who goes by the initials T.H. Avery, when alone, calls him The Poet and thinks that they’ll only ever meet in that dusty room. She takes solace in his work, and looks forward to seeing what his genius produces. But the Poet has some problems of his own, as does every artist, and begins to seek out Avery, asking for her advice. Not knowing that he’s not the only one with vices as well as virtues.
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"I hate you," she whispered softly, as if the words were a secret meant more for her than for me. "I know, baby." A subtle smile played on my lips as I spoke, and I gently buried my head in the warmth of her neck. "And it better stay that way." ♡ He met his match. A person unwavering to his dirty antics merely because of his popularity and the constant fulfillment of his desires. Perhaps that's what fueled his resentment toward her. She refused to be one of his "fans". She fought back, talked back, and boldly rebuked him. She provoked him, opposed him, leaving an indelible mark on his ego. He loathed her for it. Why couldn't she play the submissive pawn or step aside? In turn, she despised his inflated ego and the way he believed the world revolved around him. Their rivalry extended beyond mere dislike, permeating through academics, sports, and the rich tapestry of cultural endeavors. Within the halls of GreenWood University, it was common knowledge that Lana Angelica Smithson and Nicolas Kai Harper harboured a profound and unmistakable animosity towards each other. . . . mature content ⚠️ (details in the first chapter) . . . You do not need to read the first book (HIS OBSESSION) to understand this one. It's a standalone. . . .

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