Venom
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"You almost got me" he admitted.
"Good to know." I breathed.
"Yes, but you're still too slow and too aggressive. You should let your opponent attack first."
"Oh, really" I raised my eyebrows, annoyed.
His chest pressed hard against mine and our faces were only inches apart. His warm breath hit my cheeks and I quivered. I looked up at the sea coloured eyes of Angus Humphrey as they slowly lowered to my lips making knots form in my stomach. I gulped. What is happening?
His eyebrows creased as he realized the closeness of our bodies. The confusion only last half a second. Just as I was about to push his chest away, his lips brushed on mine and I froze.
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When, Gwen Giles leaves her father to build a new life with Neil, her life takes another sudden direction when she encounters Angus, the boy next door.
Her destiny falls out of her hands when she discovers the true fate of her mother and the duties she is to fulfill. But even then, things aren't that simple with Damek.
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