|Member Since||Aug 14, 2011|
My heels are sky high. Always. I've no time for bullshitty tween romances. I know, I know: I'm snooty and trapped in my own effing universe. They don't call me a rich bitch for nothing, right? And I hate wannabes who "take inspiration" from my stuff. Get an effing life. Talk to me on Twitter: ReeechBeeetch.
|Non-Teen Fiction #453 / Romance #745Not-so-single girl meets not-so-single boy. Chance encounters, flirty banter, those beautiful tiger eyes and an electricity-charged kiss. Forbidden, complicated, maddening – and ultimately, soul-changing.|