Heyyy guys, I made a little novella about Noelle

❈ 🎀 𝐵𝑒 𝑀𝒾𝓃𝑒, 𝒩🌸𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒. 🎀 ❈

꧁༒☬𝓑𝓵𝓾𝓻𝓫☬༒꧂

Once smitten by the mischievous and brooding, Lucan Murphy, Noelle's world shattered when her innocent crush on the brooding man turned into a brutal rejection. Lucan, a dangerous whore of a man, dismissed her affections with a single kiss, leaving her humiliated.

Weeks passed, and Noelle's resentment towards Lucan festered, transforming her love into 'bitter hatred'. She vowed to forget him, to erase his embarrassing presence from her mind. However, fate had other plans because Lucan, unexpectedly, reemerged, insinuating himself back into Noelle's life with a determination that bordered on obsession.

Uninvited and unwelcome, he began to weave a seductive web around her, challenging the boundaries of her resolve. No longer the timid girl with a crush, Noelle found herself trapped in a love-hate dance, a contradictory embrace that sparked both passion and fury.

As Lucan sought redemption for his past actions, Noelle grappled with conflicting emotions. Can she resist the allure of a man whose dangerous aura both repels and attracts her? Will Lucan's attempts to win her back be enough to gain Noelle's trust, or is their connection destined to spiral into a dark abyss of forbidden desires?

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❝I hate you so much,❞

 I said, shaking my head as I showed Lucan around the school. He decided to enroll in my college and asked the dean to take me out of class to show him around. While I'm grateful to be out of boring ass psych, I am not happy that Lucan is now going to bother me at school.

How coincidental that we had the exact same schedule.

"This is our English teacher's room, Ms. Greene, she doesn't have classes today so–" I suddenly found myself in the room with my back against the wall. "Lucan, what–?!"

"I really don't give a fuck about this tour. I just wanted you alone." Lucan caressed my face.

"You have trapped me against the wall like you're about to fuck me," I said, my heart beating against my chest in anticipation.

Lucan tilted his head. "Well," he dragged out, his hand grabbing mine and placing it on the tent in his jeans. "Let me know when you're ready to get rid of a certain something, Mary."

Jesus, please. I stood my ground. "That's not my name." I gritted out. "Stop trying to seduce me."

"Is it working?" Lucan asked, his lips inches away from mine.

"No," I whispered.

Lucan licked his lips. "Then why are your lips moving toward mine?"

"I dunno,"