Four Versions

Four Versions

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Four versions of the same guy, how crazy could it get? ~~~ Version one: Victor. He was the mastermind; the determined one. The one without emotion. He seemed to have no weaknesses. Until I found out he just wanted to be loved. Version two: Dorian. He was the silent type. The one who sat in the back of the class, never spoke up and never mingled with the others. He seemed to be the least harmless, but I knew that behind that mask was something so much more dangerous hidden. He was the true enemy. Version three: Peter. He was different. He was outgoing, knew how to hit every party and take home every girl. I could call him mister charming. Though there was nothing charming in the way he persuaded people. And last, but not least, version four: Mason. He was the sweetest, nicest guy you'd ever meet. Wouldn't hurt a fly, even if he was asked to. He was a special one. He was the good one. He was the one I fell in love with. But how could I fall in love with four versions of the same person?
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This book is Completed --------------(student/teacher) "What if I told you he can't make you feel as good as I can?" Before I know it he pulls me into him. When his lips touch mine my first instinct is to kiss him back. His lips are so soft as they expertly move on mine. Mr. Morgan's hand moves to the back of my neck for better access as I run my fingers through his hair. He groans softly in my mouth as we continue our kiss. I feel like electricity is shooting through my whole body, begging me for more. Mr. Morgan seems to understand this need as his other hand grabs my waist and pulls me to him. I'm in a daze, drinking in his touch, his lips, his tongue as it meets my own. I've never been kissed this way, so hungry and passionate. A moan escapes my lips as Mr. Morgan presses me against the nearest wall, he moves down as he kisses my neck. His moves are desperate, enticing, it draws me in like a moth to the flame. Then I remember that he's my teacher, and I'm his student, and I have a boyfriend... ------------------------------------ Livia has it all great boyfriend, great friends, and a new teacher. When her senior year of high school goes wrong, starting with her boyfriend, she learns that there's no such thing as the perfect life. Even though she was living that facade for so long. Shawn is a History teacher with a past, he just can't help himself when it comes to Livia. But his past might come back to bite him in the ass. Not to mention the consequences of liking your student. ---------------- #wattys2017

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