Broken Fingers

Broken Fingers

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In a society filled with sickly sweet cancer stories where the girl meets the guy of her dreams right before their battle with fate, Monet secretly hopes that her journey with leukemia will turn out just like that. Especially sense she's realized that she's going to die before ever experiencing her dreams coming true. But Monet knows better, and understands how in real life stories are just stories, and dreams are just dreams. Though she never expected that her not so pleasant to be around Prince Charming would have a dark secret of his own. Or that he would be the one to cause her to break her fingers sending her back to the hospital she never wished to return. Because no matter how messed up Monet's life was post cancer, she had never needed a savior more, until Cavan showed up. "Broken Fingers shows teen girls that it's okay to speak your mind. It's okay to be different. And it's especially okay to punch insanely hot guys in the face."
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𝐁𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. He said it wasn't love. Just lust. Just skin. Just sin. But the way he looked at her told another story, one written in bruises, bitten lips, and poems he'd never let her read. Nathan was supposed to die. scarred lungs, fractured soul, and a life stitched together by betrayal. But death didn't want him. So now he's cursed with time...and her. Aylin was never meant to see him again. Not after that night, 30,000 feet in the air. Not after he tasted her, claimed her, and disappeared. But fate is cruel. And Nathan? Even crueler. Now they meet in the dark. No labels. No promises. Just heat. They're not in love. They don't do love. They do bruises and breathless nights, sharp tongues and softer lies. They do madness. She secretly wants to fix him. He openly wants to break her. And neither of them can stop. This isn't a love story. This is a slow, exquisite destruction. And neither of them will survive it whole.

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