His eyes flash dangerously. "You're mine," he declares.
She looks up at him with the same fierce fire in her eyes. "Then claim me." She knows what she's doing. She's riling him up and perhaps this time it would work to her advantage.
With those words, his head dips down and his lips lock with hers.
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Dean Andrews, the newest member in the Crimson Phantoms (the deadliest gang in North Carolina) witnesses a murder right before his very eyes. At the brink of death, the man begs Dean to take care of his family when he dies.
What soon comes of this deadly promise, however, is a forbidden romance... with the girl that he swore to protect. Keeping her out of harm's way proves difficult in the middle of a gang war.
Will he fulfill his promise and keep her safe? Or will she be yet another tragedy in his crime-driven life?
Kylie Summers is in her first year of university. She naively expects her life to be drama-free and party-filled. Little does she know that she gets quite the opposite.
Her father's sudden death brings her to the brink of despair. But who killed him? And why?
Meeting Dean Andrews-a handsome, addicting stranger with many dreadful secrets-only further complicates her already tumultuous life. Trapped in an abusive relationship she can't escape, Kylie seeks solace in Dean's arms.
Will he be her knight in shining armour? Or will he be yet another nightmare hidden behind a beautiful mask?
One boy, one girl, a murder, and a million secrets.
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Highest rank:
#1 in youfoundme (04/29/19)
#4 in avanjogia (02/27/20)
#11 in drugaddiction (02/15/20)
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Word count: 100,000-150,000
Content warning: This story contains scenes and/or discussions of death, domestic abuse, drug addiction, murder, profanity, sexual activity and violence.
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nyc•to•phil•ia | nik-tō-fil'ē-a
- love of darkness or night;finding relaxation or comfort in darkness.
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{EXTRACT}
"Tell me Celeste," he began as he walked back and forth in front of me.
"Have you ever heard of nyctophilia?"
I slowly shook my head no as my bottom lip quivered.
He stopped to look at me, and smiled that breathtaking smile of his before he went back to walking.
"Well, Nyctophilia is the word used to describe the love of darkness or night"
He paused again but this time stopped right in front of me.
I kept my head down as my heart pounded out of my chest.
"A nyctophile would be the term used to describe someone with nyctophilia."
He then brought his hand to my chin and tilted my head up so I was looking him in his eyes.
Those beautiful golden eyes.
"You, my darling, are a nyctophile." He smirked then added,
"And I am the darkness you find comfort in."
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Celeste Banks was as sweet as candy and as pure as cotton. Although she had her tougher exterior and questionable interests, she wouldn't hurt a fly...or so people thought
Asher deville was a charming, sexy sociopath, with no regard for anyone but himself. If he wants something, he'll do whatever he needs to get it.
Once meeting Celeste he decides he has to have her, but what will she do when she finds out his secret?
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This is my first time writing a book so It won't be perfect and id also appreciate and feedback/comments 🥺
Rankings:
#1 in goth 15/09/20
#1 in abusive 15/09/20
#1 in violence 1/10/20
#6 in manipulation 15/09/20
#4 in sociopath 25/09/20
#11 in insecure 20/09/20
#11 in anxiety 20/09/20
#8 in Darkromance 1/10/20
#22 in toxic 15/09/20