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As I rubbed my eyes, he reached down to his pocket of his black lever jacket. He was wearing dark blue jeans. Not ripped. He looked nice. He likes dressing all nice. Not so fancy or anything. Just normal. He got his hand out of his pocket and motioned for my hand. I gave him my left hand. Palm up to the fan. And I looked at him. "Here," he gave me a necklace. It was gold. Real gold. A wide circle bigger than the circle inside the wide circle. It wasn't just a golden necklace. It was a necklace that spins. In front of the necklace, of the circle that was inside, it was a cross. On the other side of the small circle, it was hands. Hands put together for prayer. "This is what my grandfather gave me when I was your age, Skylar. Whenever you want or need God--close your eyes, take a deep breathe, while holding onto the necklace, pray to the Lord, and when your done, spin it. He'll listen to you. I won't be around anymore, but you still have God by your side, sweetie. Okay?" A true story from the author, Skylar. All Rights Go To The Author Of This Book 2015 Cover By Skylar
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"You don't deserve this", he breathed. His hand glided against my cheek as I slowly lean into it. "What do you mean?" "Nothing. Never mind", he brushes it away. I don't think too much of it, so instead I mumble against his hand. But what I didn't know is what he said was true. I didn't know that I really never deserved any of this. Because the person I trusted the most has been slowly breaking me. Lying to me. But not just a simple lie. It was a lie that could ruin me. Kill me and shatter my heart into a dozen little pieces. And this lie can even kill the life of another. He slowly ripped me piece by piece with a weapon that was made to end me. A dagger shoved so deeply into his pocket that even I couldn't see all along what it was he was planning. ---------------- His father sends him on a mission to kill the teenage daughter of the man who killed his mother. That is until, he finds himself wrapped around her finger and in a trance of love. Will he complete his mission or leave the past behind him? ❥ ❥ This story does include DETAILED SMUT

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