That was fun.That's it. Those are the only words Hayden Franks has condescended to speak to me since our sophomore year. Until today, until now.
My grandmother once told me I have the sight, and if she's to be believed, the gift is given to those with blood so thick only the strongest can carry it on. And it's this which convinced me at ten years old that I already knew who my soulmate was, but Hayden Franks, with his dark stare and sexy smirk, is no white knight, and I guess I'm no damsel in distress.
Either way.he's my weakness, but now that he finally sees me, I fear it's too late because even as my heart pounds to the beat of his darkness, I know - I'm broken, I'm bent, and I fear there's nothing left of my desiccated soul.
For once upon a time, I thought I was special...and now I know I'm no more special than the next sad broken girl, only now I have the scars to show for it.
And Hayden Franks, the bad boy who looked past me? Well, maybe, just maybe, he is the one.because I can't resist him, I never could.and with every dirty smile and moody stare, I see.it's strange just how sweet hate can be.
★★★Author's Note: This is book three of a trilogy, although it can be read as a standalone. The first two books in this series are Finn and Colt's story. Hate So Sweet is Ramie's story, and it's raw and beautiful but also contains strong language, violence and sexual situations that some may find triggering.