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Trinity​​

        Have you ever seen danger? Have you ever looked in its eyes so deep that you would wonder what was so dangerous? You see, danger has a facade that no one seemed to realize. That's how she was trained to be: dangerous, cunning and vengeful with just a touch of seduction. She was trained to be the best by the best.

However, confidence is a dangerous thing. When confidence mixes with that sweet adrenaline rush, you feel invisible. You feel like you're on top of the world. And that feeling... will get you drugged and kidnapped.

Well, that's what happened to Trinity Callen anyway. Follow her into the deep and see what happens when she becomes a jewel of the De Donté cartel.

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All Tides Lost

James St. Patrick Hilton has spent his entire life pretending to be someone he's not, simply to please those around him. The load of his last name burdens him every day. His only escape is by the seashore, with the waves crashing against the sand.

It was where he found peace.

It was where he found peace until a girl washed up on the shore and washed up into his already complicated life. With caring blue eyes, pouty lips, and no memory of who she was, he couldn't help but take her under his care. Now, with the burden of his name, he had to help her find her own.

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*** FEATURED IN THE WATTPAD BLOCK PARTY - SUMMER EDITION III ***

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Rose Lips


Words weren't exchanged. Hell, I didn't know how to explain what I just did. I bit my lip for a millisecond before his voice echoed in my mind and I released. It didn't go unnoticed by Mr. Observant, of course, his chuckle rumbled his chest then it died out and he was back to searching my soul.

"You don't know how crazy I am about you," he whispered with a hint of a smile on his lips. He leaned up and shook his head, smiling down at me, "you drive me insane."

I opened my mouth, then closed it again, unsure of what to say. I blushed though, that was indeed a given when a boy like Daniel Cayne said something like that to you. He strung out a sigh before leaning forward.

"Amelia," he breathed out, "let me kiss you."

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