CourtneyReis

She escaped. Three years later, she's finally ready to finish what he started.~~~~~~Josette Adai. To the world, she's a recent college graduate with long blonde hair and hopes of going to medical school. She's an intelligent, caring, selfless girl with a bright future. And to those that actually know her? She is just beginning to learn how to smile again. Josette must find a way to finally end her poisonous relationship with her ex before he destroys the new life she managed to build for herself. A new life that includes Jax Logan, the beautiful boy who has his pain etched into his skin with scars and tattoos. The boy that made her smile again. The boy she wishes could be more than 'just a friend' to her.Jax Daire Logan. He's the boy with stories told in scars and ink across his skin. The one that takes out his lip piercing and pushes his raven black hair out of his silvery green eyes when it's time to step into the courtroom and fight the world's demons. He's the one that pulled Josette out from under the abuse that was her ex. And he's the one that would do anything to save her.But what happens when Josette's demons lurk in the shadows far from the jurisdiction of a courtroom?A story of scars that run too deep, a love so toxic that fate demands blood, and the best kind of betrayal, "Don't You Trust Me?" is revenge in its' most enticing form. They say keep your friends close, and your enemies closer. So... don't you trust me?Credit: the amazing and talented @secretsandtea added the #endhumantrafficking sticker to my story cover. Much appreciated love!…

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Her silky, copper hair is wild and messy, catching the light and throwing waves of violent color onto the brilliant white walls. Her hands are adorned with many dainty silver rings, coaxing music out of the shy, quiet world. Her eyes are glossy and glimmering, forever reflecting the stars that she so adores. She creates art out of chaos, and chaos out of nothing.She wants to be a kindergarten teacher. Or maybe an astronaut. But, if she were being true to her heart, she really wants to be a super hero.Henna Sinclair- unique, graceful, magnetic. And Sophie Donovan couldn't be more hypnotized.Best friends since second grade, it took until seventh grade for Sophie to realize what the pain she feels when Henna smiles at the boy across the hall actually meant.When Henna smiles at the wrong boy across the hall and is seduced into the spinning, dangerous world of Dawson Nyx, the broken girl that returns might never be quite the same again.But broken or not, Henna is still everything to Sophie- and Sophie would do anything to make the world okay for her again. She is determined to do anything to make it all okay again.But when Henna disappears...It'll take everything Sophie has, and maybe just a bit more, when she finds herself finding Henna.…

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"The blood that courses through your veins screams louder than I ever could." His low voice barely made it over the music, his sudden proximity making me lose a step of precious space. My back hit the cold brick wall."So kill me." I hissed, keeping my eyes off the sultry, dancing bodies and throbbing lights, focusing on the new most lethal threat in the room. His steely eyes challenged mine as he closed the distance in between us and leaned in, pinning me to the wall. A small smirk began to tease the corners of his lips as he lazily took in my tense, fighting stance."And get blood on my tie? As tempting as you are... I really can't. Thanks for the offer though." He teased. My sharp sigh earned a chuckle from him. Rage singing my veins, I ripped my eyes away from his. His warm breath tickled my ear as he murmured, suddenly dead serious, "They're here."He snaked an arm around my waist and pulled me to his chest, then froze and stared down at me. Urgency bled from his eyes. "Trust me?"~~~~~~~~~~~~My name is Brielle Cameron and I'm not dead. You are.…

CourtneyReis

When do words lose their meaning? And when does meaning go beyond all words? Josette Adai is a reserved, intelligent girl with a future. She should be thrilled when her successful boyfriend starts mentioning things about taking the next step in their relationship... Why should she care what some player with more than a few tattoos and a seriously inflated ego thinks of her relationship?When things start unraveling out of control for Josette and the normal life she struggles to keep for herself starts to rip apart at the seams, will her hidden secrets threaten to send her back to the nightmares of her past? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Preview~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~He stood quietly a moment longer, his tongue playing with his lip ring. My stomach dropped. He licked his bottom lip and I could barely concentrate on normal social behavior. I was a nervous, flustered mess and I was so embarrassed. It was hard to rip my gaze away from his distracting mouth but when my eyes finally met his gaze, he started speaking. His husky, deep voice seduced me and I closed my eyes for a long second. I took a deep rattled breath and gratefully felt my head clearing. I was still way too warm for comfort. This is ridiculous, get ahold of yourself woman!"I'm sorry, what?" I ask. I hadn't actually attached meaning to a single word he had said. When I opened my eyes, I saw his lips turn up at their corners in a knowing smirk. He raises one arched eyebrow. "Long week" I simply say, hoping he couldn't see how clearly bothered I was by this stranger's mere presence. His smirk widens briefly before it's gone. He regains his slight smirk, and smoothly replies "So I thought, now that we've been undressed together and you've fallen for me- literally- that I should at least ask your name."…