Despreate Times Call For Desperate Measures

Despreate Times Call For Desperate Measures

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"Close your eyes, " he whispered against my ear and I did. His breath fanned my ear and goosebumps appeared on my skin. "Lean your head back," My head fell against his solid chest as he held me in place. He brushed the hair on my right side away from my neck. He trailed his finger from my neck and down my arm. Kyle leaned down and his lips softly brushed my neck."He's watching you, Mae." he informed me but all I could focus on was the trail of fire Kyle's lips left on my neck. ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ ✯ Maeci Wilde's world turned upside down very quickly. She went from being the popular girl with a perfect life to losing everything in a blink of an eye. Then she found out that desperate times call for some desperate measures. And that's where he came in. Kyle Brooks. Berkeley's one and only, self-appointed, mancandy. Tall, handsome, dangerous and mysterious. He was literally every girls walking dream, but in Maeci's case, Kyle Brooks was just at the wrong place at the wrong time. And now there was no turning back.
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"Hell no. You don't get to just barge back into my life and tell me who I can and can't date." "Well, then, you must have lost your fucking mind, in the time that I was gone, if you think I'm just gonna do nothing about that." "Do nothing about me dating? Who are you, my father?" I questioned, turning to walk away from him. I was sick of talking to him and going in circles. "You're actually a child." "No, I'm a grown ass man, Iza. I just don't like the idea of other boys touching you." "Fuck you and your ideas." I turned, narrowing my eyes at him and flicking him off with both hands. "I wish I could shove them down your throat, so you can taste the bullshit in them." "There's something I wish I could shove down your throat, too, but I respect you." ~ • 𓆉 • ~ 𓆉 • ~ 𓆉 Eleven years of friendship. Four years of silence. Wren Adams vanished without a word, leaving Isabella Hughes furious, heartbroken, and so done. Or so she thought. Now he's back and more cocky, than ever. Reckless, with tattoos, maddeningly gorgeous...and worse? He thinks she's his to screw with. Their fights are louder, the tension's thicker, but there's a single secret that's darker and has everything to do with Wren's disappearance. They're ex-best friends, unknowingly carrying a secret so heavy it holds the unforeseen state of their friendship in its vice grip. But will they let it destroy them, or make them stronger, than before? ~ • 𓆉 • ~ 𓆉 • ~ 𓆉 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 @𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐝𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐬𝟒𝟕 _________________________________________

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