A Rose by Any Other Name

A Rose by Any Other Name

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Juliette Grace's life is turned around as soon as she stumbles upon a sinister gathering of men she decides to dub the "Bowler Hats." These aren't just a street gang, however. These men are found by Juliette performing a ritual in a language she's never heard, dark wings spread wide. For weeks, they stalk her, waiting until the most opportune moment to make an attempt to kidnap and kill her. -This is my first writing that I've ever tried to be serious about. If it gets enough positive reviews and/or good constructive criticism, I will write the second chapter. Thank you to all the people who read and proof-read and edited my story, especially the amazing Misha (not Collins), and everyone who put up with my insane nervousness about this posting. Thank you. Any characters in this book that relate to anyone in real life is unintentional. Thank you, and please be kind!
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(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

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