The bad boy captured my heart.

The bad boy captured my heart.

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liliac blooms has to move from her home town. leaving behind her past and living in the present. she turns to music to help, but she also has to start a new school, and meet new friends. freinds like maisie that help her, but then there's aron. the school bad boy who happens to live next door. then there's the popular, beautiful and fabulous clover. who is set on hating liliac and doing everything in her power to mess with liliac. and when liliac starts getting closer to aron its no exeption. she learns more about his past and realises there's much, much more to him than she considerd. (including his love for photography) and slowly she thinks she might just be falling for him...
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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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