Titanium (Magcon Fanfic)
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  • Parts 3
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  • Reads 177
  • Votes 5
  • Parts 3
  • Time 9m
Ongoing, First published Nov 04, 2015
Makayla Winters was your average 15 year old teenage girl. With long blonde hair and ocean blue eyes, she was the most popular girl at her school. She had lots of friends and was dating the schools football captain Nash Grier. Her life was close to perfect.

But one day everything changed.

Everyone started hating on her. The boy she truly loved broke up with her. He, along side his friends, started to abuse her, physically as well as mentally. They had been close to breaking Makayla so many times but had never managed to succeed. And why's that? Because she promised herself she wouldn't let them. She was stronger than them. She was titanium.

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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.