The Bad Boy and Her[#Wattys2015]

The Bad Boy and Her[#Wattys2015]

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Why do bad boys resemble so much of the perfect guys you never had imagined your dream guy would be, till one day you meet him, and you realize prince charming wasn't riding his stallion to sweep you off your feet, nor does his hair gets side swept tamed by an expensive gel. Rather his hair is perfectly unruly ... disheveled. His eyes are pretty mesmerizing and he always have a cocky smirk playing on his lips. ----------Sorry guys but I just did change the book's title. I know better things are coming with new changes and yes please still show your love and support to this one as what you did at the beginning. ----- *stay awesome!
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"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

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