Pretty Reckless (All Saints High, #1)

by L.J. Shen

“What would you have asked of me if I took the sea glass?” “To save me all your firsts,” he whispers somewhere between my ear and mouth as his body brushes away from mine.

The orange sea glass. He gave me the sea glass even though I never accepted it. Save me all your firsts. I close my eyes and let a fat tear roll down my cheek. He was real.

Vicious is Vaughn’s dad and the deadliest mofo in the neighborhood. I crushed on him when I was five. Baron “Vicious” Spencer is still a hottie, so #SorryNotSorry.

I’m bantering with her. I deserve every bullshit thing coming my way.

The tin man didn’t ask for a heart—but got one anyway.

I love you, Daria Followhill, and I think you love me, too. In fact, I think we fell at the same time. You, like rain, in drizzles, over the weeks. Me, like the fucking sky above my head, all at once, crashing without the faintest chance of stopping.

Why didn’t you tell me we were in love? Why did you wait for me to find out When you broke my heart?

Loving you is like Listening to a song For the first time And somehow knowing all the lyrics

“I’ve loved you in secret, and I’ve loved you openly in front of both our worlds, and if you think I’ll stop loving you if you put an ocean between us, you’re dead wrong.”