Cole perches himself against my bed frame and begins to light a cigarette. When he blows out, I can feel him staring at me. When I turn around I see him, he's looking me up and down breathing out smoke as he says, "Come to bed baby."
You were lucky. At least that's what everyone else said. Lucky you didn't die at your psycho father's hand. Lucky the rain of terror ended after his arrest. Lucky you escaped to Riverdale. Lucky you met him.
[This book has officially been published and only a sample remains. See inside for details.] Nora Montgomery's primary goal was to remain seemingly unnoticed until graduation, and that meant staying away from Ryder Collins. But when both she and Ryder are selected to participate in the local police department's handcu...
Hello~! This is mainly "the signs as" and squads and stuff like that! I know there's a lot of books like these, but I decided to make one too for fun ^.^ Until next time~! - Kate ⭐️ [COMPLETED]