Piece of CaKe.

Piece of CaKe.

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Just another CaKe fanfiction, one of the many out there. I don't care if the relationship is real, even though i totally think it is. I SHIP IT. So i decided to write this interesting take on their relationship. None of this is real, but you probably already knew that. Kendall Jenner, the 19 year old famous for her family's reality show "Keeping Up With The Kardashians.", always dreamt of becoming a model. When her dream was finally coming true she needed some publicity to make it in the model world, so her momager (mom and manager), Kris Jenner had the idea to pair her up with the ultimate supermodel, goddess Cara Delevingne. Kendall mistakenly thought it was going to be a piece of cake.
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My Girl

Cal Jackson's new life as a rockstar fails to account for one thing: the existence of the girl he loves. ***** "What are you thinking about?" she asks. "A song," I say. "A new song." I stare at the ocean as I sing the song that I wrote, something that comes from the darkest place of my heart. "Do you even know how gifted you are?" she whispers. "You're destined to be someone big, Cal." "Really?" "Yeah." ***** She's perfect in every way. Beautiful. Smart. Her bright future is right there in front of her eyes. While here I am. Ruined. No college, let alone a future. Just an image of a wannabe rockstar with tattoed arms and an old guitar. I knew that our story would be no less than that tragic Romeo and Juliet shit the moment I laid my eyes on her, but still, I can't resist her. The moment she whispers my name, "Cal," I lose all sanity. She becomes my melody, my lyrics, the song that keeps echoing in my ears. People call her Mia. I call her my Amy, her name crafted above my beating heart, tattoed on my skin. Amelia Davis is my girl. Mine. And only mine. ***** THE JACKSONS BOOK #1 © 2021 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content and explicit language)

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