"Oh yeah, sure, blame it on the one with a chronic, professionally diagnosed forgetfulness likened to partial amnesia."
His muscular back shakes slightly before he whips around and leans across the kitchen counter that separates us, his plump lips forming that infamous smirk and his hypnotizing teal blue eyes glistening with amusement.
"Hey, I never said I'm not enjoying it."
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Malia Markus is just like any other normal senior, trying to make their way through exams, friendships and, oh yeah, managing her 'chronic, professionally diagnosed forgetfulness likened to partial amnesia'. All she wants is to quietly get through the last months of year before she can uproot and move far away from her parents lifeless house and the town that gives her consistent nightmares. However life, as it often does, decides otherwise.
Enter Theo Valentor. A cocky, outspoken 'bad boy' who's teal blue eyes could tear a girl in two, and who's mysterious airs can only mean there are things he'd rather wish to remain hidden.
When the two meet, they're thrown into a whirlwind of forgetfulness, humorous banter, lengthy drives, late nights, food worthy of a 'Master Chef' title, and when their friends decide to go camping as a breath of fresh air before Malias finals, things begin to get serious. Once Theo reveals one of his secrets to her, more begin to unravel. But will Malia be able to accept him once she finds out the truth? Or are the two only destined for mere memories?
"I intend on winning this."
"Okay, I'm about to wither that little confidence you have going on there."
"Looks like you have yourself a challenge. Bet I'll win. I always do." He walked up to her until there was barely an inch between them, his hot breath fanning her face. "Good luck losing, cupcake."
This was a dangerous game but she wanted danger. She needed the thrill, something fun for once.
Lavender wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him lower. She nibbled on his neck, the area below his ear. He smelled oddly satisfying. After she heard him moan, she pulled back and saw his eyes closed shut.
"Not if you lose first, lover boy."
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Is this a dream? Is it reality? Maybe a little bit of both. Why does everything feel so familiar yet so strange?
Find out in the new and improved, HEART OF A FIGHTER.
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