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Looking Out For Him

Looking Out For Him

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"It's kind of like a miracle." I said, sitting down beside him. He sighed and rested his forehead on the palm of his hand. I rested my head on his shoulder, as we sat there in silence. "That's the thing... I don't believe in miracles." *** Rose McCoy is a guardian angel. After her painful death, she was sent up to Nirvana to help other angels with their tasks. Every Guardian Angel wants to be assigned to a human, including Rose, and on one lucky day, she finally does. Rose is overwhelmed with joy, finally having the chance to go back down to earth and feel like a normal human being again. Until, she actually meets the person she's assigned to help. James Ethan is the mysterious bad boy at Westward High School. Everyone abides by his demands and unfortunately, Rose is stuck with him for however long it takes for her to help him get his life back together. Who knows what will happen when the two of them are stuck together. Secrets will come out and perhaps... love will too.
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We met in thorns sharp enough to pierce me from the very start. His words cut deep, leaving marks I couldn't ignore, and his dark eyes with the shade of red I swore I'd never fall into. He was the worst, the last person I ever wanted to hold on to. And yet, I did Because no matter how hard I tried, destiny kept pulling us back together And no matter how many times his thorns drew blood, I realized I'd rather bleed holding his rose . . . than watch it fade from my hands Isn't that what love is? Bleeding for the rose, just to see it bloom?

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