The Trump and I

The Trump and I

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It was midnight. Outside, the full moon gleamed, its gentle light turning the river into molten silver. Scooping up the shimmering liquid between my two cupped palms, I envisioned my love: his delicate, wispy, blonde hair perched on top of his lightly sun-kissed skin, his large hands and even huger fingers, and his melodic voice, a choir of rats sent from heaven. Then, swallowing the water in one huge gulp, I sealed my wish. "I want Donald Trump to love me." ---------------------- Poor country bumpkin John Doe has never yearned for much in his life, preferring to live his life peacefully farming and coexisting with the forest and its inhabitants. But when his 90s television suddenly switches on in the middle of a thunderstorm, his attention is drawn by the muscular man on screen. How will John deal with his newfound love? Will he manage to play his Trump card? Or will it end in more disaster and Trumpiness?
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Nothing could compare to the way her gaze made me feel. The flames licking my skin and the raging fire in my veins was way more bearable. The moment our eyes connected, it was like my body found a new kind of flame. The kind that only she was able to draw from me. I've never felt my body being set ablaze like this before. One day here in this new town and I was already losing my mind over my new neighbour. A really pretty, hot neighbour. Her long, wavy platinum blonde hair, pale skin and icy blue eyes that seemed to stare depths into my soul and keep me frozen in place. I couldn't seem to leave. Her pink lips were parted slightly as she tried to catch her breath. I swallowed. One step forward and I could hold her. One tilt of my head and I could kiss her lips. If only I could have a taste of those lips- I have to get out of here. I turned and left, my heart nearly overpowering my brain to stop and go back to her. Only one thought kept me going. Who could ever love a monster? -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ Hey guys! I'm back with a new story and I've had this idea in my head for quite some time and I'm glad to finally be posting it! Firstly, I got inspiration for this book from a Korean drama called "Goblin" and it's one of the best dramas I've come across after so long. Secondly, no reuploading or copying or plagiarising or whatever it is that is illegal because I will slice your neck and leave you hanging to die :) Jk, maybe. Not really. Thirdly, please enjoy this book and leave comments! Sincerely, Janice GoldShaken *Created, Published & Completed in Year 2017* (Editing Complete ~2018)

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