Nephilim: Supernatural Bad Boys IV

Nephilim: Supernatural Bad Boys IV

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Kell Cross is Arcata Highs' bad boy. However, he holds one secret. He's a Nephilim and he's in love with a human girl. After suffering the pain of loss and seeing his brother Mikhail suffer for his love Nevaeh— he decides that it's better if he denies his love. But fate has other plans for him. Amara is beautiful, smart, and completely in love with Kell. All she wants is to live out her dream of being a photographer and getting out from under her parent’s overbearing rules. When her body suffers debilitating visions of ritualistic deaths and Armageddon; Kell is the only that can keep her seafe.

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Chapter 1

Chapter 1: A thin line between love and hate

Amara

“Girl, this year is going to be sick! We’re seniors!” I roll my eyes as I watch my friend Juliet dance wildly around the girl’s bathroom floor. I’ve never seen her so excited. Snorting at her enthusiastic dance, I lean over the bathroom mirror, roll some lip gloss on my lips and smack my lips together. That’s when it happens. The vision.

I’m in some kind of church. I know it is a church because I look at my surroundings and see the cavernous interior, with rows of wooden benches. I lie in the center of the church’s pulpit, feelING dazed and confused as I pan to the right and catch a glimpse of a beautiful stained glass window depicting Judas hung from an olive tree with thirty pieces of gold gleaming at his swaying feet. The colors are breathtaking shades of amber, gold, and greens. I look back up with a gasp, seeing a woman standing over me with a knife in her hand. I raise my hands defensively, but she simply laughs and pulls me by my hair. Her lips curl into an evil sneer as she runs her fingers across my face. “Don’t worry, Leslie, it won’t hurt for long.”

       My brow furrows with consternation at her words. Who is Leslie? However, before I can ask, she chants a few incomprehensible words and plunges a knife into my heart.

Jolted out of the vision, I flinch back and focus on a hand waving in front of me. “Hey, girl, are you okay?” I blink my eyes to clear my head and gaze back at the mirror. The only thing looking back is my reflection and my hunted emerald green eyes.                      

Juliet stands behind me with a quirked brow, her expression set with concern. Thankfully, Juliet snapped me out of the vision before it could overtake me. Trust me when I say that my visions are the stuff of nightmares.

Trying to control my breathing, I place the cover on my cherry lip gloss and fluff out my long, pin-straight dark hair.

 “I’m fine. Sorry, I didn’t sleep much last night. My mom made me sit through practice for Miss. Arcata High competition.”

Juliet rolls her crystal blue eyes and adjusts her long wavy hair. I’ve always admired Juliet’s hair with its gorgeous natural highlights; caramel, copper, and dark brown colors. She’s really hot.           

“Seriously, your mom needs to stop trying to make you a Barbie doll copy of her.”

I sigh with resignation as I straighten out my short sleeveless jean jacket, tribal tank top, short orange flared skirt, and chunky brown belt. “Yeah, I hate it. But I have to do it, or she won’t buy me a new camera for the photography club.”

Juliet snorts but gives me a pitying look. “That sucks. Your mom is such a bitch. I don’t understand why she doesn’t like the fact that you want to be a photographer. That’s bank.” She says as she runs a mascara wand over her eyelashes.

I raise an eyebrow as she adjusts her blue halter top to show more cleavage. “Please don’t call her that. I told you how it is. She just doesn’t want me to have dreams. She wants me in front of the camera, not behind one. She wants everything perfect. She wants her perfect, beautiful daughter, with her perfect figure and her perfect face. God forbid I have dreams.” I say bitterly as I adjust my ivory thigh-high stockings and take a few deep breaths. I didn’t mean to go on such a rant about my mom. But anything having to do with my family can be such a hot button for me.                Juliet places her hand on my shoulder with a concerned frown. “It’s okay, girl. It’s our Senior year. Once we’re done, we can go off to college and do whatever we want.”

I rub my temples and push away from the bathroom sink. Several girls walk in talking and laughing, unaware of our presence. I tighten my lips and move away when I see who they are. Two of them give me a dirty look as they make their way into the stalls. Their leader, Tiffany Gibbons, puckers her overly made-up face and stands alongside the vacant sink beside me. I notice again how hard she tries to emulate my style. She has the exact outfit I wore last Friday, except for the rose gold Yeezys I have.  I guess those are hard to come by.

“Hey, Amara. I heard you’re going to run for Miss Arcata High this year.” She says as she runs her hands through her blond curls.

I move away from her and give her a superior smile. “Yeah. I am.” I can tell that she’s waiting for more, but instead, I pick up my Louis Vuitton messenger bag and walk towards the exit door. There’s no way that I’m going to play nice with Tiffany Gibbons. Especially since that girl has been out to get me for years.

I look back at a pissed off Juliet and nudge my chin towards the exit. “Let’s go, Juliet. We have science class right now, and you know how Mr. Shelton hates it when we’re late.”

Juliet picks up her cute Betsy Johnson cross-body bucket bag and sneers at Tiffany. “Bye, Tiffany.” She whispers sweetly as she passes by. The look on Tiffany’s face is priceless.

Without another word, Juliet and I step out the door. The hallway is packed with throngs of kids, using their four-minute window to switch classes expeditiously. As we make our way down the school hallway, our voices are drowned out by student chatter, lockers slamming shut, and cell phones chirping with the arrival of new texts and snap notifications.

Juliet glances back toward the bathroom door and whispers heatedly. “God, I hate that bitch. She acts like she’s the freaking queen of the universe. Every time I see her, I want to tear her fake extensions off.”

I shake my head at her quip, but I can’t argue because I feel the same way. “She’s not worth it, Jules,” I whisper, keeping my eyes straight ahead.               Juliet snorts but does not say another word. The vision from earlier today comes back to me. This is not the first time I’ve had a vision. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I tried to tell my mom, but she simply rolled her eyes and offered me a Xanax.

What I do know is that the visions began after the “accident” sophomore year. Though, over the past weeks, they’ve become worse. It all started at the beginning of my junior year. I’ll never forget the first time it happened. It was the middle of the night when I found myself standing in front of my bedroom mirror. It was odd, though, because my reflection was talking. She─I was talking to myself, but I know I wasn’t talking. I don’t even know how I got up. It was the scariest moment of my life. Now I tell myself that it was just a dream, but I know that I was wide awake.

After that, I began to see odd things in mirrors. Sometimes it will be a person talking or a scene, like a trailer teaser for a movie. Most of the visions are fragmented, making it difficult for me to understand them.

One day I was combing my hair in front of my bedroom mirror when I saw a vision of a man striking a little boy in his car. I couldn’t see the man or the boy’s face, which was frustrating. The boy’s death was on the news the next day. I don’t know how I knew it was him, but something inside me told me that it was the boy from my vision, and it terrified me.

Still, lately, the visions are clearer and more detailed. That’s not the worst part, though. I’ve also been having bouts of cold attacks. Not cold like a chill, but a bone-chilling cold as if I’m buried in ice. It has been pretty scary having to deal with these sudden attacks. Thankfully, I’ve been able to stave them off with hot baths.

Unfortunately, now the hot baths are not working as well as they did in the past. Lately, it has been taking longer and longer to get warm. Trying to calm my mind, I shake off my thoughts and focus on the day. There’s really no point in dwelling on my visions.

The hallway is still pretty crowded at this time. Some kids are rushing by to get to their lockers, and others are simply cruising because they have lunch or study hall. I look at Juliet, who is still fuming over Tiffany. “Chill, Juliet. I don’t care about that anymore, and neither should you.”

She runs her fingers through her hair in frustration. “It’s just…I get so mad.”

I stop walking and shoot her an annoyed frown. Ignoring my glare, she crosses her arms stubbornly until she eventually throws her hands up in surrender. “Alright, fine. I’ll let it go.”

I exhale a relieved sigh and continue walking down the hallway. However, I misjudge what is in front of me because I run into a strong male chest instead of empty space.

Raising my hands up to steady myself, I can't help but note that the chest is warm and muscled. Too bad that it’s attached to the last person I want to see right now.

Scowling at the person in front of me, I pull my hands back and flinch as if they're on fire. Pretending that there's no warm tingle rushing through my body at the contact, I keep a blank face. There’s no way that I’m acknowledging those feelings in any way. Especially when it’s the man in front of me.

Kell Cross is sporting an annoyingly attractive smirk as he holds me up from my near fall. I don’t know what it is about Kell Cross that puts my nerves on end. Maybe it’s his sapphire eyes or his very existence that makes my breathing hitch as if I ran a mile. It doesn’t help that he’s extremely attractive, and he knows it.

Sometimes I think he takes pleasure in my responses. And it pisses me off even more because I fall for it. “You need to stop falling for me, beauty queen.” He utters coolly with his trademark, bad boy smolder.

I tighten my jaw and lick my lips. Kell cross is the school’s bad boy. He began school last year with his three brothers, Mikhail, Rowan, and Carrick. They were the talk of the school from then on. Four gorgeous boys who live in a home for troubled teens are definitely fodder for juicy speculation. It doesn’t help that they are all fine specimens of manhood.

When I first saw him walking down the school’s hallway, I was struck. He’s incredibly beautiful with his luscious lips and practiced smolder.     Mikhail and Rowan graduated last year, leaving the two younger brothers, Kell and Carrick, to carry on their legacy. Kell is tall, at a little over six feet, with golden-brown hair and blue eyes. His body is muscled and tanned. For the second he held me, I could feel his washboard abs and firm chest. He also has several body tattoos and a permanent smirk that makes me feel a mixture of emotions.  It’s maddening and heart-poundingly sexy at the same time.

However, my slight crush didn’t last long. Or at least I’d like to think that I’m over it. He’s just too full of himself. Did I mention that he drives me crazy? Regrettably, most of the girls in school are crazy about him. I guess if you didn’t care about personality, he’d be the perfect guy. Plus, I hate it that he calls me ‘beauty queen.’ Ugh, it’s so annoying.

Adjusting my bag across my shoulder, I glower at his egotistical remark. “You wish, Cross. Now, would you please move out of my way? I have better things to do.”

His smirk turns into a seductive smile. I should have known that he'd take my words as a challenge. Instead of heeding my request, he stretches out his hand to caresses my face. His slightly rough fingers send tiny shockwaves across my skin, and my mouth dries at the sight of his tight navy blue sweater straining against his muscular chest. He’s wearing black jeans that fit snugly against his powerful thighs and a leather jacket.

“Sorry, beauty queen. I didn’t mean to get in the way.” He says with a seductive tone. I have to swallow a few times to find my voice and will my quickening heart to slow.

Thankfully Kell doesn’t notice. He simply continues to caress his tapered, masculine fingers down my jaw and whispers, “I’m sure you have to go and do something with that beautiful face.”

Feeling cornered, I slap his hand away and grit out. “Stop calling me beauty queen.”

At that moment, my eyes hone on his brother Carrick who is standing quietly behind him. “Would you please do something with your brother? Maybe put him on a leash.”

Carrick gives me a gentle smile and pulls his brother by the elbow. “Come on, Kell. We’re going to be late for class. You know you don’t want any more detention from Mr. Moody. Alex will be pissed.”

I lay a hand on my hip and raise a challenging eyebrow. “Looks like Kell is always getting in trouble. You should go before you get called into the principal's office again, Kell.” I say with a baby voice.

Kell loses his smile and grits his teeth. “Sure, no problem, beauty queen. I’ll see you around.”

He makes to move around me, but his words give me pause. Needing clarification, I reach for his elbow and ask. “What do you mean, see you around?”

He moves closer and licks his lips seductively. “I mean, see you around.” He says with a bemused shrug.

I look at Juliet, who shrugs her shoulders and raises a questioning brow. “I doubt we’ll see each other around.”

Kell smiles and looks behind me when a voice interrupts. “Come on, Amara, cut him some slack.”

I turn to my stupidly naive friend Haley and frown. Haley is one of those girls that thinks everyone is nice and has good intentions, but I know better. She gives me a warm smile and moves to stand next to Carrick and Kell. “Seriously, Amara, Kell is just being a flirt.”

I take a deep breath and somehow manage to stifle my grimace. “You’re right, Haley. I’m just having one of those days.”

Haley waves her hand and blushes. My brow quirks when I notice the wistful look in her eyes when they land on Carrick. Uh oh, it looks like Haley has a crush on Carrick.

Carrick is also very attractive. He’s tall with golden hair and amber eyes. He has the hot boy next door look down pat. Unlike Kell, he’s sweet and modest, which perfectly fits Haley’s skater girl looks.              

Haley loves to change her hair color. This week her hair is silver, and it looks great with her beautiful honey-colored skin and deep, long-lashed, brown eyes. Haley is adorably short at about five feet, and she’s slim with a boyish frame. Today she’s wearing a black and red plaid shirt with blue jeans, coveralls and black leather boots. Juliet and I think she looks like a pixie with her pointed nose and wide eyes.

Just then, the first bell rings. It’s as if a bomb went off when everyone stops their chatter and scrambles around the hall to get to class.

Smirking, I gesture to the panicking students as I lead my friends down the hall. “We better go to class, girls,” I utter, gripping Juliet and Haley’s arm to usher them inside our next class.

“See you later!” Haley shouts to the boys from over her shoulder. I, on the other hand, refuse to look back.

The second bell rings just as we’re walking into class. Mr. Shelton gives us a reproachful look but doesn’t comment as we make our way to our seats.

Mr. Shelton looks like your typical mad scientist. He’s stick-thin with silver wire glasses and wild, messy red hair. He always wears a rumpled brown suit and the ugliest ties in existence. Juliet and I speculate that he must do his shopping at the Salvation Army. Either that or he’s colorblind. Today he’s wearing an ugly red tie with green leaves. The poor man really needs a woman in his life.

Juliet sits in front of me with one of our other friends, Celeste, and Haley sits next to me. Juliet lays her bag on her table and turns to me, giving me an inquisitive look.

“What?” Unconvinced of my casual look. Juliet snorts and waves a hand to the door. “What was that about?”

I shake my head uncomfortably. “Nothing.”

I definitely do not plan to explain my mixed feelings for Kell to her. That's one secret I've never shared with Juliet because I know she will never let things go.

Snorting incredulously, she says, “Come on, Amara. You just totally went off on Kell Cross. What is the deal with you two?”

I shrug my shoulders and stare straight ahead as Mr. Shelton writes on the board. “There’s no deal. He just rubs me the wrong way. He’s so full of himself it’s…it’s annoying.”

Juliet takes her pencil in hand and twirls it around her fingers with a knowing grin. Ignoring her look, I pick up mine and begin to scroll down notes as Mr. Shelton begins to talk about neutrons and protons. Juliet leans closer and whispers. “Well…I mean…Kell is hot. Girls have been dying to get him into bed since junior year. Shit, he and his brothers are the school's eye candy. I’d do him.”

I roll my eyes when she releases a low groan and wiggles her brows mischievously. I want to say more, but I don’t because it would only encourage her. Instead, I look down at my notebook and ignore the pang of jealousy that I feel at her words.

“Yeah, well, make sure you wear a condom. Who knows where he’s been?” I say nonchalantly.

Juliet chuckles at my joke with a snicker, then turns back around and begins to work.

However, her words follow me throughout the day, which irks me because I know that she’s right. Kell would probably be incredible in bed.

Too bad that I will never find out.

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KLH
Another good story in this series! Excited for the rest. Nicely done author!
2022-08-14 08:30:35
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RG
I also love this one ...such a cute bad boy fall in love w the beauty Queen story.Great match ! Now to the third one !
2021-04-21 02:08:33
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nandini2u
loved this one also ... can't wait to read the next one... this story has opened up more points to keep us readers hooked for the next stories in the series...
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Chapter 1: A thin line between love and hate
 Amara“Girl, this year is going to be sick! We’re seniors!” I roll my eyes as I watch my friend Juliet dance wildly around the girl’s bathroom floor. I’ve never seen her so excited. Snorting at her enthusiastic dance, I lean over the bathroom mirror, roll some lip gloss on my lips and smack my lips together. That’s when it happens. The vision.I’m in some kind of church. I know it is a church because I look at my surroundings and see the cavernous interior, with rows of wooden benches. I lie in the center of the church’s pulpit, feelING dazed and confused as I pan to the right and catch a glimpse of a beautiful stained glass window depicting Judas hung from an olive tree with thirty pieces of gold gleaming at his swaying feet. The colors are breathtaking shades of amber, gold, and greens. I look back up with a gasp, seeing a woman standing over me with a knife in her hand. I raise my hands defensively, b
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Chapter 2: Stuck on a feeling
 Kell“Why do you tease her so much?” My brother mutters amusedly.I don’t look at Carrick as he watches the girls rush down the hallway. I refuse to admit that my eyes are glued on the perfect curve of Amara’s firm backside.Shaking my thoughts off, I turn to Carrick with a devilish smile. “It’s fun. She’s so freaking sweet. It makes me want to mess with her.”Carrick doesn’t smile, though. Instead, he quirks a brow and says. “Don’t mess with her, man. I think her dad owns the school.”Chuckling, I caress my fingers over my lips and make my way to class. “Seriously, man, her dad doesn’t own the school.”He chuckles and punches my shoulder playfully. “Yeah, but she might as well. Her family is loaded. She is so high maintenance that all of the guys in school can’t afford her.”My mind wanders back to how good she fe
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Chapter 3: What is this feeling?
 AmaraI unlock my camera and adjust my lens. I love taking pictures. Someone once said that pictures steal a person’s soul. But the reality is that pictures capture a person’s soul. You can capture moments that reflect a person’s passion, sadness, or anger forever.My mother thinks that photographs are for capturing designer clothing and beautiful women with fake tans and tight bodies, but there’s so much more. I find beauty through a lens everywhere. Beauty is an older woman with the wisdom of her years gleaming in her eyes. Or an innocent child who has never seen the horrific side of the world. It’s the only time that I’ve ever felt alive, and I can’t let anyone take that away from me. Especially my greedy and shallow family.The day is chilly, but it no way compares to the chill permeating my bones. I tighten my jacket around my chest to ward off the rising coldness in my body as I make my way to the sch
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Chapter 4: Why can’t I get you out of my mind?
KellI sigh in relief when the last bell rings. I’ve never been the type to stay still, and it drives me nuts to have to sit for so damn long. I look around as everyone rises up from their chairs and eagerly rush out the door.      At that moment, Carrick meets me near the door and walks beside me until we reach our lockers.  Carrick’s locker is next to mine. As he pulls the locker door open, he mutters gleefully. “Alex texted me earlier. Mikhail, Rowan, and Neveah are coming home for dinner.”I grimace at the news then turn the dial of my lock. It’s not that I don’t want to see my brothers; it’s just that I have tutoring today.“I’ll probably be late,” I answer with a blank look. “Mr. Moody wants me to take after-school tutoring.”Carrick frowns as he places his books inside the locker. “You should have told me you needed help. I would have tuto
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Chapter 5: Am I Going Crazy?
Amara I watch through the rearview mirror as Kell slips into his car with hope and trepidation. My heart is still running a mile a minute. I had never felt so shaken by a guy.  I don’t know what it is about Kell Cross, but he drives me crazy, and for someone like me, that’s a dangerous situation.Kell Cross does not seem like the type of guy to stick around, which is why it’s better if I forget about him and focus on something else. After all, Kell just wants to rattle me. He doesn’t really have any romantic intentions toward me, other than the obvious, of course. Taking a deep breath, I turn on the radio in hopes of distracting myself from the sweet honey desire engulfing me. Regrettably, the news comes on, and my desire turns to dread. In other news, the mutilated body of Leslie Johnson was found this morning by a jogger in Solis National Park. Police believe that Ms. Johnson’s body is one of three rit
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Chapter 6: Sweet Turmoil
Kell Mikhail jumps on me as soon as I walk through the door. “Hey little bro, it’s about time you show up.”I push him away with a lighthearted smile as he tried to continue his assault. “Hey man, it’s good to see you.”Mikhail chuckles in amusement and ushers me into the living room. “Come on, bro, everyone is here.”Alex, Carrick, and Azazel lift their heads up in unison as soon as we step into the room. Azazel smirks. “About time, mate. We’ve been waiting for you. Where the bloody hell have you been?”I shake my head and lay my bag down on a nearby chair. “Didn’t Carrick tell you?”They all gaze at Carrick, who shrugs his shoulders. “I just told them you had something to do.”Slumping down on the couch, I slide next to Carrick and rest my feet on the table. Alex is sitting in a nearby leather recliner and Azazel in another.
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Chapter 7: If only you were real
AmaraI love it when he wraps his arms around me. I look into his gorgeous brown eyes and bald head as he leans close to whisper. “I love you, baby.” As I lay a kiss on his luscious lips, he gives me a wicked smile and deepens the kiss. “I love you too, Sophie.” He whispers back. I feel confused, but I continue to kiss him. It’s as if I’m me, but not me. It’s happening again; another girl and I are occupying the same space. It’s obvious, considering that I know my name is not Sophie, but I continue to kiss him because I’m just a part of her conscience. As the boy kisses me harder and pulls me tight into his arms, I think about how I don’t feel anything. It’s an odd experience.  After a moment, I pull back and gaze lovingly into his eyes. A strand of hair falls across my eyes, obscuring my view. Giving me a gentle smile, he gives me an expectant look and pulls back a strand from my face. My─her, hair is
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Chapter 8: How long can I fight these feelings?
KellI can’t keep my eyes off, Amara. She is so incredibly beautiful. I knew today was picture day, but I never expected to be greeted by the sight of her perfection. My breath hitches as my eyes roam down her body. The dress she’s wearing looks soft as it drapes across her tall, slim figure. It’s the color of her gorgeous green eyes. Her skin looks even more golden in contrast with the emerald dress. I can’t help but wonder if her whole body is as golden all over. Her legs are an endless temptation, and her luscious lips look completely kissable. I gaze into her doe-like eyes and feel the world fade away.Wanting close contact, I move nearer and inhale her sweet scent of lavender. My eyes glaze, and my body instantly hardens with need. Amara turns around, surprised to find me so close, and gazes into my eyes. Trying not to let her see how she affects me, I gather my defenses, lick my lips, and whisper. “You look beautiful, beau
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Chapter 9: Damsel in Distress
AmaraI had never run so fast from another person before. But there’s no way that I can explain what just happened to anyone, especially Kell. I imagine that he’d drag me loony been if I did.Unfortunately, I can’t really avoid talking about what happened because Juliet and Haley are waiting for me by my locker, looking extremely worried, which makes me feel guilty. Haley throws her arms around me and utters. “Amara, what happened?” I shake my head and continue to walk. “It was nothing. Nurse Donovan said that I must have fainted because I hadn’t eaten, and my sugar was low.” Both girls frown in consternation but don’t question me further.   Adding credibility to my lie, I head to a vending machine, buy a granola bar and eat it quickly. “I have to go take pictures. I’ll meet you guys in class.” They both
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Chapter 10: I cant' help myself
KellI lay my books down on the table and wait for Amara. Earlier, Coach Blake asked me to be his starting quarterback. He was impressed with my speed and strength. If he only knew.I won’t pretend that I wasn’t surprised to see Amara at tryouts. She looked so hot in that cute blue dress. I wanted to rip it off her body and kiss every inch of her skin.The mere thought of tasting her soft skin makes goosebumps break out all over my body. Taking a fortifying breath, I rub my hands against my mouth. I know I should stay away from her, but every time I see her or touch her, my good intentions go out the window. And after seeing those pictures she took of me, I don’t know if I can stay away. I know she feels it. She has to feel that spark that we ignite when we’re around each other. It’s just not possible that she doesn’t feel the same way.Just then, the library doors open, and Amara walks in. She’s wearing
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