Die Rebellenanführerin

Die Rebellenanführerin

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Charlie fühlt sich immer unwohler. Sie hat das Gefühl sie sei nicht sie selbst und kann sich nicht 'entfalten'. Sie fühlt sich eingeengt und beginnt den einzigen Ausweg, der ihr ermöglicht endlich sie selbst zu sein. Die Rebellion. Sie klaut, tätowiert, pierced und sagt ihre Meinung. Ihr ist alles egal. Sie sucht nur nach Freiheit.Mit ihrer Mutter zieht sie von London, England nach New York in den USA, zu dem Neuen ihrer Mutter und für sie die perfekte Chance ein Leben,unkontrolliert von ihrer Mutter, zu leben. Wäre da nicht der Sohn (Nick)des Neuen, der keine Scheu davor hat Charlie alles zu versauen und ihren Plan zur Freiheit gänzlich auf den Kopf stellt.
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The second I saw her my skin heated and heart skipped a beat. I knew I had to know who she was. I knew I just needed to be near her. After my horrible marriage I knew getting involved with anyone was the worst thing I could possibly do. The problem was the girl of my dreams was standing right in-front of me partially guarded. She knew my family and knew about my past which should scare me away, but it doesn't it only draws me closer to her. My brother is getting married, I'm the best man, she's the maid of honor. If I screw this up even a little bit everyone is going to have my ass. The second I saw him my mouth went dry. His sculpted arms in that t-shirt covered in ink, my body was telling me to run the other way, to not get involved with this gorgeous dangerous man with a military past. Those gorgeous blue eyes however pulled me in and saw right through every part of me. He's my best friends soon to be brother-in-law, and I have legal custody of a child that isn't mine. Nobody wants to be with a single mom these days, what makes him any different?

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