Girl With the Heart of Stone

Girl With the Heart of Stone

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Pam-The-Lamb By Pam-The-Lamb Completed

"Lets get rid of this," he realses my hair letting it fall freely

His hot heavy breath lingers on my lips and it sends shivers down my back. I see him looking down at my lips and I know what he's going to do

"I'm sick," I murmur looking directly into his eyes

"So," he says placing his hands on either side of me trapping me so I have nowhere to run

I'm still looking into his eyes and I realize I want him to kiss me

I want him to kiss me

 My thoughts are interrupted the minute I feel his soft wet lips on mine

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Lydia is a cold and emotionless girl with a past full of dark memories and a life built on lies. When her biggest secret is threatened to be spilled she's blackmailed into living with the famous and rich bad boy Elliot Stone for an entire year. 

What happens when Lydia wants nothing to do with Stone, but he's determined to unravel the mystery surrounding her? Will Lydia allow her secrets to be spilled or will she do whatever it takes to keep them hidden away?

Highest Ranking: #176 in Romance

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LeahLopez30 LeahLopez30 Nov 28
If someone tried doing this to me as blackmail, God forbid I haven't hurt you as bad as I want yet.
LeahLopez30 LeahLopez30 Nov 28
Well give her a blanket and she won't be cold. Rather if it's you, freeze hoe
Jennany1997 Jennany1997 Nov 24
I mean she should jus disappear, go mia so they can never use her like that
Jennany1997 Jennany1997 Nov 24
Wow this is a seriously dysfuntional family.... I wanna kno Wht happened.....
LeahLopez30 LeahLopez30 Nov 28
Is death an option? (Spoiler alert; it's gonna be the mom's. Send her to the pet cemetery to be thrown in the ground)
MarreeD MarreeD Sep 17
*After everything she did, she still had the audacity to call me and demand my presence?