Evil Blood doesn't mean Evil.
fifteen year old Devin Johnson pick up a crying baby off the road one rainy night. with social security hours away, he took the baby home, because of it constantly crying he couldn't get any sleep, it kept him, his mother and baby bro awake. but they didn't mind, she stole their hearts. they loved her, they were going to keep her. even thou they were broke and didn't have enough money to pay for dinner the next night. they finally got sleep but when they woke the baby was gone, but a note remains with over 100mil.
now eighteen years later, that baby has return, a woman and she wants him.
Devin resist at first but not for all, soon they were engage to married, but some people, from both their side doesn't want them together and will do anything to keep them apart.
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*BOOK ONE OF TWO*
When a high school student named Davina Smith faces her senior year after a tragedy in her family, suddenly finds herself appealed to the new kids in town.
She never had an interest in befriending anyone besides her childhood friends Emma and Jackson, But these kids had something about them that just made them stick out. Maybe it wasint such a bad idea to expand her social life. What could go wrong? Right..?
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Davina Smith, a 17 year old with trauma of losing those close to her from past experiences and losses, is soon appealed to the new kids in town. Or more like appealed to the attractive black haired, green eyed boy. She's never been the one to want to have a relationship. Is now the time?
Xavier Witts, a 18 year old boy hiding a nothing more than a couple lies... or so he says.
Xavier never wanted to get attached to someone he could lose. He never to wanted to go through that again.
But what happens when suddenly that person fights against his measures of protection?
What happens when that person is willing to risk their life just to be with him?
Luckily he would do the same
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"I don't know what to do Xavier..." I cry uncontrollably into his chest as he holds onto me for dear life. "I know love. I know."
"I'm such a bother to yall." I choke out. "I'm so fucking weak. I can't even defend myself." Xavier's arms unwrap from my body, and his hands hold my teary face. "I'm a worthless h-human." Xavier furrows his eyebrows in pain. A tear of his own falling down his face.
"No," he says shaking his head. "No. You've never been a bother to me. You aren't weak. And you most certainly aren't worthless." I gasp to breathe, and he continues talking. "What you are is an amazing person who hasn't let all of this crazy bullshit affect her. You handled it like a champ. What you are is a strong, brave being that has stood by my side." I breathe as he leans closer.
"What you are, is the love of my life...."