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After finally deciding she was ready to come out to her father, it hurt like an arrow to the chest when Aspen was kicked out of the house. Thinking she had nothing left in the world, she attempted suicide. Instead, she was captured and forced into a magical world- but it was nothing like the books she had read. ~~~ I stood at the edge the wooden bridge, staring down at the rushing rapids below me. A salty breeze tossed by hair about. I looked up at the clouded sky, letting tears stream down my cheeks. I took in a deep breath- possibly my last- and let go of the ledge. My body plunged downward, and I squeezed my eyes shut tight. But impact with the water never came. I inhaled sharply and opened my eyes to find myself hovering over the water. As I stared in shock, I felt my body being hoisted back up my strong hands. I looked around in confusion, but was struck with a stinging pain on my skull, and I blacked out. ~~~ contains sexual content and strong language
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I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as he stared across the table at me. I could seriously drown in his eyes. He was intoxicatingly attractive and he had to know it. That's why he was acting strange around me. For some reason, he looked at me as if I was the only one there with him. As if nobody else were here. And his voice... it pained me. It actually pained me with how utterly seductive and husky it always sounded. And the way he smelled all the time. I don't know why he smelled so strong, but I didn't mind. He smelled like evergreens and a hint of mint. It sounds like a bad combo, but it dizzied me with how lost I got in it. The thought of not being able to control myself, my thoughts and feelings and body when I'm around him, infuriated me. I was so good at holding myself together now, and he just unraveled me so easily, leaving me a mess. I wasn't the slightest bit afraid of him, and I had no idea why either. Just being in the same room, I felt like I didn't have to look over my shoulder. I didn't have to worry. I didn't even know who he was, and he still drew me in. "So, you were in California before? Why did you move?" Grace Hatfield asked, looking at him. She is our school's college and career advisor. She took me in and adopted me a couple years ago. She even gave me her last name. A saving grace. Why had she invited him here? Why did he come? He turned to her with a smile and a shrug. "Guess I just hadn't found what I was looking for yet." Something about the way he said it, sent a shiver down my spine. Why did I feel like there was so much more meaning behind his words than he was letting on? "Well, I hope you find what you're looking for." Grace said, and he turned to me with a devilish smirk and a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Something tells me that I will."

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