Harper’s POVI cannot get over what Declan has said to me this morning for the life of me. I tried so hard by lifting heavier at the gym and even overdid cardio because of his words. I have always been confident about my body because it took a while for me to get around the fact that this is who I am. Nothing shakes my confidence but that bastard’s words. I have one more class before everything is over and I can go home and eat my fucking cupcakes. The mere reminder of my cupcakes has me salivating but also angry. Declan started calling me Cupcake when he saw me wolfing them down at lunch and hasn’t stopped ever since. Doesn’t matter though. I have allowed him to ruin most of my day but there must be a stop for it. Today is my birthday and I have promised to make myself happy. Nineteen years in this awful universe is not for the weak and even though everybody has forgotten my birthday, I’ll be fine. Mom hasn’t wished me this morning because she is busy as usual. She was more busy

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Harper’s POVI spent most of the car ride to the wedding venue staring out the window. Apparently, the decor in my house was just my mom celebrating leaving ‘the hell hole’ as she likes to call it. The wedding celebration wasn't going to take place there.I wonder why she felt the need to invite people there if she feels so embarrassed to have lived in a place such as this. I don't always try to make sense of what my mom does and this is one of those moments.She is chattering excitedly beside me inside the car about the wedding reception, the designer dress waiting for me in some huge room and how important it is to make a good impression. She has also listed many other people from Westwood they invited to the wedding.“Don’t forget that your dazzling smile tonight, mon cherie.” She continued, typing fast in her new phone. My eyes dropped on the wedding ring again and I felt all sort of emotions.“Its hard to celebrate someone else’s surprise wedding on my birthday.” I tried hard not

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Harper’s POVThe gates slid open without a sound. I stared out the passenger window as our SUV rolled through them, deeper into Kings Manor. Calling it a house would be an insult.It looked more like a luxury hotel hidden behind towering hedges and iron gates. A fountain sat in the middle of the circular driveway, water glistening beneath the afternoon sun. The mansion itself stretched wider than I could see from where I was sitting, all white stone, floor-to-ceiling windows and balconies that overlooked perfectly trimmed gardens.“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Mom sighed staring at our new ‘home’ that isn’t a hellhole. I hummed neither agreeing nor disagreeing. Beautiful wasn’t the word I’ll use for this place. It looks expensive and cold and untouchable. The car came to a stop. Before the driver could open my door, I was already climbing out because I don’t like the formalities. The air smelled cleaner here somehow.My eyes fell to the line of house staff standing neatly by the entrance

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Declan’s POVThe first thing I did after walking into my room was lock the door. The second was to punch the wall until the frame rattled. Pain shot through my knuckles and I welcomed it.“Fuck!”I grabbed the crystal tumbler sitting on my dresser and hurled it across the room. It exploded against the wall, whiskey soaking into the cream wallpaper before shards of glass scattered across the hardwood floor. I didn’t care about the clusterfuck around me. Out of every fucking woman in Westwood, it had to be her mother. Harper Carter.For so many years I told myself to wait. Wait until she stopped looking at me like I was something she’d scraped off the bottom of her shoe and she finally looked at me the way every other girl did. Then I can finally get her into my bed.Now? It is looking very much impossible because my father decided to marry her mother. I bitter humorless laugh escaped me. Harper Carter is my Stepsister? The word tasted like poison.I dragged both hands through my hai

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Harper’s POVBlair was late again. I dropped my bag onto the desk she’d claimed for us on the first day of the semester and pulled out my notebook. Five minutes until class started.“Mind if I sit here until your friend gets back?”I looked up. The guy standing beside my desk was tall, broad-shouldered and wearing the Westwood Wolves football jacket. He has sand brown hair, warm brown eyes and familiar face. “Go ahead.” nodded toward the empty chair.“I’m Mason.” He slid into the seat, setting his backpack on the floor.“I know.” I said and one of his brows lifted.“You know me?”“You’re always getting suspended with Declan.” I smiled despite myself.“Fair enough.” A laugh escaped him.“I don’t actually know what you study. I just know whenever there’s a fight on campus, your names somehow end up together.”“I’d like to blame him but that’d only be half true.” He gave a cheeky shrug. “So you’re admitting you’re the problem?” I raised a brow at that. He is charming. “I’m admitting w

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All Chapters of Curvy and Off-limits: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

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