The Rebel of Raleigh High (Raleigh Rebels #1)

by Callie Hart

“It’s okay to be broken. You have every right to be. Just don’t let them keep on breaking you. That’s not how you win this particular game.”

“Strength is drawn to strength, Silver, and I think there’s a chance that you might be the strongest person I have ever met.”

“It isn’t just that. I also happen to think that you’re the most beautiful fucking thing I have ever witnessed with my own two eyes. I am watching you just as much as you’re watching me…and I don’t trust myself to look away.”

“I’m not going to force you to fall for me, Silver. You’ve already been forced to do too much. But don’t blame me if I try and change your mind.”

“Va bene. Va bene. Respira, Argento. Respira. Shhhh.”

I'm a risk. I'm a danger. I'm not a fucking safe bet by anyone's standards. But I can be good for you if you let me. At least I think I can.

“That's it then, Argento. The decision's been made. You're mine, and I'm yours. And the whole of Raleigh High is gonna know about it by five minutes past eight, Tuesday morning.”

Fuck. Me. Dead. I made her smile.

This is the part when I realize you’ve stolen my fucking soul and I have no chance of ever getting it back.”

It was a boy with a clean record, a winning smile and a glorious halo who broke me. Ironically, it’s the boy with the rap sheet, a body full of ink and the dangerous glint in his eye who’s putting me back together.

“Anything. Fucking anything. I’ll give you whatever you want if you lie on your back and let me see that perfect, pretty little pussy.”