It's My Crazy Life

It's My Crazy Life

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But before my butt could make its sweet contact with the hard ground below, two very strong muscular arms came forward from both the sides for my rescue and gripped my small waist and pushed my body forward, crushing me to its hard surface. "Owww...man. My nose." Dude! My nose hurts like hell. I could feel the hit on my nose pretty hard and bad. The pain was unbearable for me to bear and my nose was throbbing like hell. And the next thing I know, I started crying like a small baby, embarrassing myself more. I really got punished by God . "Hey...please don't cry." Huh? Oh shit! I completely forgot about the person I collided with in all my self pitying in pain drama. Coming back to my senses and to the real world of darkness around me, I noticed that I was clutching something really muscular, really tightly and looking at the source closely. I found two very well built muscular arms, decorated in different fashion of fancy tattoos. Undefined under the scarce source of lighting in the room. But definitely holding me close. "Are you okay?" The minute he spoke those words, his breath fanned all over my face and I think I stopped breathing for a minute. Rainaangel Presents It's My Crazy Life Cover by BeautyTwilight
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'You hurt me, And I hurt you. We are forever even.' /// 'So why are you talking to me again?' 'Switch up the scenery,' he replied shortly. I frowned and took a small bite of my ice cream. Only a week ago I was crying in his arms with bruised knuckles at a bus stop. I had decided that would be the last time we would ever even be together. I had thought that it would turn into an embarrassing memory that I would always associate with his name. Yet here we were. He was sitting across from me with tinted lips from stained ice-cream. And this very moment caused me to wonder what more would come from that memory. I was a firm believer in avoiding violence. This is ironic since I was the one who punched a girl. But the more I thought about it and the more I took in Blake's presence sitting across from me, the more I came to the conclusion that maybe something good came from it. And to think, this entire thing was sprouted from one ride home. ~ ~ ~ WARNING: -This book contains profanity -It also has sexual dialogue and very suggested sexual scenes so it may get a lil frisky ~I have already pre-written most of this book so updates should be fairly quick

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