Rodeo
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Alena is a 19 year old girl looking to have fun at the annual Steins Rodeo with her friends, Daisy, Mason, Blake and Cody. Clark Peterson, a hot-headed play boy is best friends with Blake and is joining them this year at the Rodeo. Alena also meets a couple new friends, one single boy causes the drama to unfold. Clark and his dirty comments lead to something more with Alena. A bump in their trip causes Alena to outbreak in anger at Clark. Can she stay mad at him for the whole trip, or will she fall for him? Can she look past their old fling and try to be something more with Clark? The Rodeo is seven days long and there is one girl to a lot of guys. • Clark smirks widely as he spots me. I stare at him as well. He makes his way over and leans over top of me. "Hey hot stuff." He says into my ear. He lets his lips brush my cheek as he pulls back slowly. I stay expressionless the whole time. It has taken a lot of practice to not care about him anymore. • Mature content
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18yo+, sex, adult situations, mature situations. Graphic murder scene, erotic sex scenes This book is copyrighted. I had to run! I couldn't stand it any longer. Jacob's anger, yelling and all the abuse. Saying he's sorry over and over and that it won't happen again, but it's the same thing over and over. He would say anything to make me stay. Always an apology then back to his old tricks. He doesn't know I got a phone call this morning while he was at work. A phone call from someone with a number that I didn't' recognize. I looked up the number online, and it came back to a mental institution. I can't imagine what I was thinking not listening to my gut the first time he hit me. But I packed my stuff from the closet in a bag and left. I have been on the road for hours when my phone starts buzzing next to me. I see his name pop up and just ignore it. I focus on the road ahead and although I have no clue where I am going I just drive. I tried to do everything I could to make him happy with me but nothing I ever did was right. Everything would set him off and make him fly off the handle. I couldn't call my parents and let them know what was happening. I chose to leave the moment I graduated high school because I knew what was best. Boy was I wrong!

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