"Your mine." He growled. "Listen here bucko. I don't who you think you are, but I am not 'yours' so back off." I pushed him off of me and walked away. A hand grabbed my wrist and yanked back into a firm chest. Our fronts touching as his lips nearly met mine. "Oh. But you are." He whispered. And then he kissed me. ****** Heather just moved to the small town of Greenville. She was considered "troubled" to most people. Never listening to teachers and always breaking the rules. After a while of putting up with her shenanigans, her mother sent her to live with her father. But this small town isn't what it seems. Secrets, darkness, and lies isn't such a good combination. Beware of the secrets that Heather can't stop herself from finding. It doesn't help that the mysterious Tristan has a sudden interest in her. This story is Copyrighted©
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