Ethel.
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Ethel JOHNSON est une jeune adolescente de dix-sept ans un peu garçon manqué qui n'a jamais reçu l'amour d'une mère, ou du moins pas assez. Jeune héritière, promis à un avenir tout tracé par son père , elle décide du jour au lendemain de suivre une autre voie : celle du danger, des armes et de la mort. Son but ? Surpasser son père et ainsi lui prouver sa valeur. Sa détermination sera son atout et c'est cette même détermination qui dictera sa vie. C'est à ce moment qu'elle fera la rencontre du séduisant Dylan KYLE, un beau brun aux yeux couleur caramel, bref, un pure dieu au sourire magnifique. Réussira t-elle a prouver sa véritable valeur à son père ? Résistera t-elle au charme ravageur de Dylan ? Mais surtout.. Jusqu'où ira sa détermination ?
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They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *

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