The Art of Knowing [Completed]

The Art of Knowing [Completed]

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[ORIGINAL IDEA] #1 in General Fiction 04 • 5 • 16 || COMPLETED || First impressions can be quite awkward, especially when you already know the person you're meeting. Cassandra Amherst has had her share of first encounters with the unusual secret of already knowing who she is talking to. Every night, her emerald eyes shut into a deep slumber with the expectation of meeting her next stranger and art subject. Now she sees the reoccurrence as part of her routine- dream, draw, meet. The sudden routine is now part of her, aiding in filling her sketchbooks with her new subjects- subjects that she would soon meet at any given time. What happens when a certain stranger haunts more than just one of her dreams? She now walks with looming images in her head of the fateful stranger that has made a handful of appearances, waiting for the day she finally meets eyes with the person that has been ominously hovering in her mind.
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"What the fuck is your problem?" I asked my sworn enemy. "Have you lost your damn mind!" I scream at the top of my lungs. This bitch better answer me before I lose my shit. "HELLOO!" I get closer this time. Now I'm directly in his face screaming at him. "WILL YOU FUCKING AN- mmfp." I was suddenly cut off by his lips on mine. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch like he's starving. He lets me go and I have to gasp in order to catch my breath. I already know my face is flushed and red. "Are you done princess?" He asked in his dark gravely tone. Dammit if he doesn't stop with this princess thing I think I may fall in love. "Yes, now what the fuck was that for?" I took a step back, so he doesn't decide to just kiss me again. I can't do that again. I am almost one hundred percent sure my panties are soaked. "You were talking too much." Then he just walked away. God he's such an asshole! ~*~ Clara is stuck in this hell hole of a place because of the fact that her parents are blackmailing her to stay. Will she be able to find love here with a certain Kylo Miller or will she push him away because she's scared of being hurt again? I guess we'll find out together. ~*~ THIS BOOK WILL CONTAIN: Mature language Mature themes Explicit sexual scenes Mentions of death Mentions of Eating disorders

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