Temptation
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I can honestly say he was my biggest temptation, he was constantly dragging me into these situations that seven months ago I couldn't see myself in. He was too much, and at the same time not enough. I felt like I was drowning, and this was a suicide mission. That I wanted to swim to the surface and take in as much air as possible, but at the same time I wanted to go deeper and deeper into that temptation to the point of suffocation. __________________♥ ♥ ♥____________________ He was dangerously alluring, eerily captivating, and had a wicked past. He was all things I should have stayed away from…yet I couldn’t get enough of. Fallon, seventeen and grudgingly hanging onto the bitter memories of her mother’s death, she can’t seem to move on and branch out. She soon loses all her friends over the years, and managed to cling onto one friend and only friend—Jenna. She has really become a social introvert, and really can only take pleasure in photography. Then one faithful—or more so fatal day she encounters a strange boy who has an electric pull towards him. Can Fallon avoid the temptation to get closer to this boy, or will she run and hide like she always does.
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Underage

I feel the breath of air on the back of my neck. My limbs freeze and my breath catches in my throat. The male hands grab me by the hips. I can't move. His lips are by my ear, grazing the skin, his teeth tugging on my earlobe. His breath is hot on my skin, his lips moving down to my neck. My head tilts slightly. I shake my head. He doesn't have a weapon, I do. I turn in his grip, raising my bat. He catches the swing with one hand. He doesn't even flinch. "I wouldn't do that baby." His voice is like velvet, filling up the room. His lips are back on my neck, his tongue trails over the skin. The voice, the lips, are familiar. "You might mess up my pretty face." "Pretty face, my ass." I let the bat drop to the floor in-between the two of us. I should've known. "What are you doing here?" "Besides scaring you shitless?" "You didn't-" "Don't lie, I saw what you did to those poor hangers." *** It's a game of cat and dog. A game that's lasted four years. A game that expires in three short months. It's a battle of wits, of sarcasm, of teasing one liners, of sloppy kisses that may lead to more but nothing passed physical. It's a game with no rules. And they seem to be breaking them all. Thea Shaw and Ethan Michaels have a complicated relationship. One that neither wants to come to an end. But with college nearing and feelings developing what will come of their little game? He promises her one last summer of underage fun; parties, sunsets, long talks, sweet kisses, and no talk of college until it's time to leave. There are only two ways this summer can end. Either in each other's arms or the breaking of their hearts. #4 in New Adult [COMPLETED]

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