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A man yelled from the crowd as he pushed his way to the front. “What is it??!.” The woman responded. Camila was a huge woman, she was tall and bulky, her brown big eyes stared down at Lena with disgust. Lena knew what was in her mind the minute she saw those eyes, she wasn’t exactly sure but she knew what it meant to look at someone like that. This woman hated and felt disgusted by Lena. Lena freed herself from Jeremy as she stepped forward. “What is your problem??.” Lena asked with her tiny voice.

He asked. "Because there are likely to be hot bítches there, I'm tired of f**king the same girls" Jace muttered. "Okay" The driver drove out of the company immediately. **** ALL SOULS BAR*** Hailey sat down on a chair tiredly, her body feels numb at that moment. She watched as everyone drank and danced happily and she bit her lips. She wonders when her life would be happy like theirs. "Focus, stop thinking this way. You're much better than them, remember?" She slapped her cheeks, trying to cheer herself up.

I walked to the bar at the left corner of the room, took a fruit wine and poured it the wine glass. It was the most wonderful sex I had in years. I strangely didn’t feel disgusted to have sex with a woman. In my past relationships, I haven’t been able to have sex with any of them as I would begin to develop rashes when we got intimate, even with my ex-girlfriend, Annabel.

Poor thing didn't know what it was to be destroyed by someone who didn't know how to love without setting everything around him on !re. Johnny would ruin her. He ruined everyone eventually. It was in his blood, a 14 | S.J LANE dark inheritance he couldn't escape. A storm always brewing beneath the surface, waiting for the chance to erupt. Layla's chest !lled with a wild, sharp rage, hot and blinding. She'd survived men like him, even thrived on them, learned to take pain and wear it like perfume, a badge of honor in this godforsaken town. She knew the game, the rules, the dance of desire and destruc-tion. But if Alli thought she could tame

“Very easy, in fact. But I realized that wouldn’t satisfy me at all.” She leaned forward again, her face inches from Isabella’s. “I want you to suffer, Isabella Martinelli. I want you to suffer for disgracing me, for denying my dear Maria the justice she deserves, and for tearing my family apart. You will beg for death and not find it. Each time you draw breath, you will curse the day you were born.” Fear wrapped itself around Isabella’s spine, cold and suffocating. This wasn’t rage. This was obsession. This woman didn’t merely hate her; she despised her with an intensity that bordered on madness.

Author's Note🤭❤️ Thank you for picking up Fuel for Obsession, a story that quite literally crashed into my heart and refused to let go. This book was born from my love of raw, messy romance where two broken people collide at full speed and somehow find healing in the wreckage. Lucien Vale, the cold and untouchable Ice King, and Ariana Cross, the fiercely proud woman fighting the world with nothing but grease on her hands and fire in her soul, became so much more than characters to me. Their journey is filled with obsession, painful secrets, scorching tension, and the kind of love that burns everything down before it can rebuild something stronger.

That is why he is hated by a few girls in this club. I said a few girls, not all of them. He is despised by only those that knew how much Lauren had loved him. They said it is his fault that she is dead, and they swore to make him pay for what he did to her. Janelle is the leader of the hatters association, she would kill him if she had the chance. Now, I don’t know if they are just assuming that he knows something about her death because he was the last person to be seen with her. Sometimes it feels like she knows something that the rest of us don’t know. But the fact remains that she hates the Armstrongs, and she doesn’t even try to hide her hatred for them.

They've never had any one on one confrontation but according to mom, Rebecca is a snake that pretends to be your friend when it suits her and stabs you in the back when she feels you're no longer useful. "We're not official yet but I really like her and I think you and I both know that's not the only reason I'm refusing or have you forgotten what Hannah did to Jessie? If Jess finds out you're trying to set us up 'temporarily' I can assure you she'll never speak to you ever again." I remind her and she scoffs.

Her delicate neck was exposed as she snores softly, it would be so easy to strangle her , even as I thought about it, I knew I couldn't do it. I would never be able to. I shouldn't want her the way I did, I feel like I'm betraying mom , Jenny........and even myself. All I wanted to feel was hate but It went a lot deeper than that . As if aware of the looming danger ,her eyes flickered open slowly. "H.. Hayden? " She whispered so softly , confusion written all over her face, a spike of anger swept through me "It's all because of you! " I hissed wrapping my hand around her neck, not so tight, but enough to leave a mark

Her voice rose, taking on a hysterical edge. "To have to handle those pathetic nerds on the school newspaper, writing their boring ass little stories about sick kids with cancer or whatever the fuck? Instead of being on stage where I belong, shining at the top where I was born to be?" She stopped, her wistful smile fading. Her face went cold and hard, "That slut Lena's just getting her karma. Stop getting in the way of the universe, Jay Jay." I took a step toward her, my vision tunneling. I was genuinely amazed at her justification for ruining someone's life so mercilessly over something so goddamn trivial. So meaningless.