I Fell, For Him That Is

I Fell, For Him That Is

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He was broken. You could clearly see it in his eyes. But no one ever did see behind his facade. Well, not until she did. Crystal Greene. She was the happy girl, it was just a facade. She had a bubbly personality and could brighten up any situation, it was just to hide the pain that you could clearly see in her eyes. But no one noticed. She was broken, she knew she was broken but she just didn't want to face the facts. Now enter Blake Carters. A gang member, the guy with his walls built up so high, they were slowly crashing down on him, trapping him. But everyone has a secret, right? So what really goes down when she finds him wounded? Is it the end? Or is it just the start to a lifetime filled with gangs, adventures and romance? Well, you'll just have to wait and see, I guess. ~ It would mean a lot if you gave this book a try, and I promise if you do not like it, you can quit reading❤️ If you get offended in any way, I'm sorry, please don't take it personally. It's just a book, it's made up. Updates are random. I update when I finish the chapter, I try to update as regularity as I can. Thank you for understanding.
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Her entire life so far had been like one sunny afternoon, passing quickly and soon forgotten along with all the other days that had no stand-out excitement or tragedy. At thirteen she was ready to explore the entire world, learn fighting and this new world. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As he looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her. Sure she could cry, but she would never let them take her true self from her. She clung to it with passion. Passion that made her beautiful. He saw her passion! A story about love and finding her identity! Who is she? Enjoy reading. :)

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