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Whatever happened on the 4th took a lot out of me. I don't know what happened, where I am, who I'm with. All I remember is the cracklings of the flames and the screaming of my name.

Now I've woken up only to find out that my friends and fellow rebels where taken by Quinn and are being held hostage. I'm honestly scared for my life. 

But that won't stop me.

Not in a million years.

Sleep is for the weak.

Quinn better watch out.

Cause this quiet rebellion is about to become a full on revolution.

NOTE: This is a sequel to my book "Chipless". If you haven't read that yet, please do before start this book! Thanks!Alle rechten voorbehouden

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Tough Love

Imagine having tough love? This story is about a boy name Oliver. Hills....who has something about himself he knows. but his dad doesn't support it.....at all......so he keeps it to himself. Oliver is a senior in high school, 19 years old, ... 5ft,7inches...black messy hair and ocean blue eyes. He mainly keeps to himself and reads. His mother died of cancer when he was 12. His father has been a fucking drunkie since. Oliver kinda kept to himself dealing with bullies. Til a man stepped into his life. on the other hand....we have Damon. Hellings Senior in high school. 19 years old....Rich, smart and is athletic. He's 6ft and 1 inches. He's mainly serious and a low sense of humor. Black messy as well..hair and dark brown eyes...Most women want him. But he just said his sorrys. His mother is a successful woman & is CEO of her own trading "company." Father is an assistant of her. and keeps the workers in Line. Damon is supposed to take over in his mother's footsteps. His life was dull til he met someone....will the dark secrets be revealed to that someone? Read on to see how these two meet. and how their TOUGH LOVE grows...... ⚠ WARNING ⚠ THIS CONTAINS. HOMOPHOBIC ASSHOLES LOTS OF SMUT 18++ but let's be honest🙃😗 POSSIBLE GORE LANGUAGE VIOLENCE ABUSE KIDNAPPING BOY X BOY DONT LIKE? DONT READ AND FUCK OFF🖕☺️ Started book September 28th 2022