She was a ghost, in heels.
She was there, then she wasn’t.
She would play with my emotions like a well-played guitar.
Then she would disappear. Making me want to strangle her.
Maybe she wasn’t a ghost, maybe she was the giver of sin. Because we sinned every time we touched, every time she was near.
Her lips were shaped like a heart, deceiving you at every word.
Her body was created straight from my fantasies, one I craved to bend to my will.
Her heart, well, who the hell knew. She kept that s**t locked tight.
And I couldn’t find the key
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What an intense book. I was hooked from beginning to end. In the beginning I wondered who Elina was. I had my suspicions but until it was confirmed, I was so intrigued. The ups and downs they went through and the connection they had was so strong it should withstand the tests life throws at them. Great book and I can’t wait to read the next one!
The writing style was choppy and adolescent. The characters were flat and completely stereotypical. It was really just a lame attempt at Romeo and Juliet.