Snobby kooks, upbeat pouges... and adrianna.
All she wants is a fresh start, meeting new people, and finally having a home. But what she doesn't mention is that she's been here before, on that very island. why'd she leave? no one knows- except rafe
Back in England, her life was peaceful but destined for the familiar role of a middle waged teen. Adrianna didn't want to oblige to the usual patterns of life, instead follow her desire to simply get away. Like Her mum always told her "you can't learn until you live, but you can't live until you learn"
Her mum, bright and full of energy, is her everything.. well was her everything. Her death caused the unraveling of anxiety, grief, and the newfound feeling of loneliness.
Adrianna never met her dad, but her mum always said she'd tell her who he was when the time was right. I guess Adrianna will never truly know.
Confused but somehow still standing, she's unwillingly being sent to OuterBanks to live with her aunt Beth. Twisted brunette hair and eyes of manipulation, her aunt isn't exactly the best parental figure but it's all that she's got. Beth has the tendency to disappear, and drink every second of every day. Some may say she's an alcoholic, but Adrianna thinks she's just broken and too stubborn to be put back together. Even in her 40s she still looks young and full of flames, dangerous but persistent, and never fully in-control.
Rafe, the judgmental, self obsessed kook who 'runs' the island is not who he seems to placate. His flaws are his secrets, but one secret revolving Adrianna continues to gnaw at his- heart?
Adrianna is left to fend for herself, navigate the island and form her life to fit the standards of OuterBanks. But with constant reminders of her past on the island, how can she?
Charlotte Devereaux was raised to be perfect, perfect daughter, perfect ballerina, perfect pawn.
But when tragedy rips through her life, the girl who once danced under the spotlight finds herself shackled and lost to even herself, forced into a marriage she never asked for, bound to a boy everyone swears is a monster.
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Rafe Cameron has demons that don't stay buried. Coke on his tongue, blood on his knuckles, he's destruction wrapped in a Kook's designer shirt.
But beneath the ruin is something raw, something even he doesn't recognize until Charlotte collides into his orbit: a flicker of hope, a chance to be more than the devil he's become.
There are no saints here. Only sinners, survivors, and the ones reckless and stupid enough to love anyway.
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"Maybe we're both lost," he says, voice softer than I've ever heard it.
I don't need saving.
And I sure as hell don't need him.
So why does it feel like he's the only one who really sees me?
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Arranged Marriage trope.
A Rafe Cameron Fanfic.
No -Gold- plot.
This book is based on the Show "Outer Banks" all rights to the characters excluding The Devereauxs, and any other characters not part of the OBX universe, belong to whoever created the show.