Swinging Through Skies

Swinging Through Skies

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"and as she fell through the clouds, her eyes sparked with fire that lit up the sky." • Welcome to Skies • ◉ Meet Allora, a 16 year old girl who accidentally wished her way into a fantasy world that she had made up in her head since she can remember.◉ "she proceeded to wander around, making little discoveries along the way." ♡ Thanks for choosing to read my book, I have worked incredibly hard on it, and I will continue to do so. Love you! ♡ ~AngelTheOfficial ∆ Started on W.P // Feb 8, '17 ∆ (Other Medias? Bio ☺)
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Highest ranking #1 in utopia -•- "It's about how your hips move," the hand that sits on my waist finds my hip, his fingertips trailing lightly along the fabric of my skirt. "When you arch your spine," he continues on, letting that same hand migrate, his fingertips resting against that central dip of my back before running upwards with the most gentle firmness. I crane away from the touch which leaves sparking heat in its wake, only forcing me further into his chest. "It's about sexual euphoria." His travelling hand finds my neck, cupping it lightly. "What are you doing?" I ask him, hardly coherent. He leans down, once more letting his warm breath fan over the shell of my ear. "Making a move." He tells me plainly. My breath, in response, catches. "You are awfully bold." I find myself saying. "You don't get anywhere without confidence Allora." -•- Allora has known nothing but wealth and good fortune. Born into high levels, she's surrounded with maids and butlers, with expensive clothes and jewellery. Her world is one she enjoys. That is, until she meets a boy. An insatiable flirt with a charming smile and brazen attitude. Then, worlds collide. -•- Undergoing slow grammatical editing Some mature language and themes Sickly sweet & tragic (you've been warned)

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