LOGINOn her reading table were a few books, I grabbed the stack of sticky notes, and scribbled some words for her, peeled it off and pasted it on her door.When she woke up, she would see it before leaving her room.After that, I leaned forward careful not to wake her then planted a kiss on her cheek bef
I let out a defeated sigh and adjusted my body against the pillow. “I’m leaving…” Liam was on his feet so fast all I saw was a blur. “What? What the fuck does that even mean?” He yelled and I swear that sound almost tore my head split open. I could my heartbeat in my head.I winced at the noise and
KYEHe looked just like me. My father. Not just that but I was the exact copy of him, just a lot younger than what Alexander and Raina have had the displeasure of meeting.I held my phone tightly as I stirred at his picture, as if waiting for the man in it to move and say something, answer my questi
“He’s a good kid, Dom. Give him a break. Sure he made some mistakes…” my mother countered and my nose scrunched from her words. This wouldn’t be the first I’d heard her say that. The way he always spoke for Kye made it seem like she accepted him or something. Somehow she’d forgotten what he had don
AVAIt was official that I now hated hospitals. And all it took to get me to hate it were three trips. And this was Kye’s second one.They’d taken him in an hour ago and there was still no word from anyone about him.His gunshot wound hadn’t even healed yet and he was under the knife again. And all
KYEOf course I chose her. I wasn’t stupid enough to let Dylan touch her because I couldn’t make a decision. But I also didn’t shoot her father. I shot at my uncle instead. And this time I didn’t have to think much about it. All except the risk that the bullet could hit Ava, or that Dylan could mov
AVAAnother ping pulled me out of my thoughts, and I realized it was Kye again. My hands shook. My heart hammered.KYE:You will be punished.His text packed more punch than I expected. My palms felt clammy all over again, and shudders raked down my spine. Now that Kye had posted the video, what was
AVAI could swear I had a hand in what was happening to me right now, but was I going to admit it? Not likely. No, not ever. I raised my eyes slightly, just so I could catch sight of my immediate surroundings again. Prior to this moment, I'd blinked a couple of times, while I muttered a prayer that
AVAHe was perched against the kitchen archway, a drink in hand. With how casually he was leaving against the wall, he looked nothing short of those bad boys from the romance novels I'd snuck underneath my bed just so I could read it later. He had dimples and a sharp jawline that could cut through
He was sounding… like he not only hated himself but hated the fact that he hated what he did to us just like he was saying. He sounded wiser and older, the opposite of the man who had once smiled maliciously and told me I belonged to no one else but him, the man who had hurt me and kissed me at the







