Note to Self

Note to Self

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A murder mystery/horror. I want to tell you a story. The story of Lucas Croft. Tall. Slim build. Blue eyed. Brown hair. White American. 17 years of age. GUILTY. People are like sheep. They follow. If a rumour occurs it's true. No questions to be asked. No way to prove innocence. This is how it was for Lucas. He didn't kill her. He didn't lay one finger on her. Italics mean speech aside to the story from the narrator, who perhaps isn't just a narrator but someone right under Lucas' nose. Copy Right May 2016 Bit about me: 17, UK, A* in English, YouTuber, hyper gal Youtube: www.youtube/c/LilyLittle Instagram: https://instagram.com/lilyislittle/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/Lils5SOS
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Keeping my baby a secret from my brother's best friend felt right. Until I got knocked up again. My brother warned me to stay away from his arrogant best friend. I should've listened because the jerk ghosted me and left me pregnant. Never to cross his path again, I kept my daughter a secret. Fate had other plans when he pops back up in my life. Lucas Wilson, dominant, bossy and hotter-than-hell. I won't cave into his luscious lips, insanely hot body with rock-hard abs. But the butterflies stirring in my stomach under his intense gaze tell me otherwise. One explosive bed-rocking night and I'm a hot mess. Then he sees my little girl has his deep blue eyes and sweet dimples. Cue, major hyperventilation. My senses tell me to run, but uh, oh...I'm pregnant, again!

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