Cocky Striker by Evan Grace Master File

After We Met

August 29, 2019 

Gorgeous. Sweet. Funny. He made me feel things that I’ve never felt before. In just one short week over Spring Break, I began to fall in love. That is until it all fell apart. Now, here I am, three years later and I’ve moved on, at least that’s what I told myself until he came crashing back into my life. Things have changed. I’ve changed, and there’s something he doesn’t know.

He wants me to give us another chance. I try to fight it, but it’s not long before all of those same old feelings come rushing back. I know he feels it too. I can see it every time he looks at me. I can feel it every time he touches me.

It feels like I’m missing something though, like there’s something that he’s not telling me. Something that has the potential to tear it all apart. After all, it’s not easy when you fall in love with your best friends’ father. I didn’t stand a chance after we met.

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October 17, 2017

She destroyed my family.
After ten years, Brylee Whitmore has returned to our home town, giving me my shot at revenge. I thought it would be simple, but she’s changed. I was supposed to make her pay for what she’s done, so why do I feel like I have to fix her instead?

Coming home was a mistake.
If my dad wasn’t sick, I would have stayed away. Chase Foster plans to exact his revenge, and I deserve it. I’m supposed to pay for my sins, but now he wants to fix me instead. Too bad there’s nothing left to fix.

One Tragedy.
Two broken people.
Can he forgive her?
Can she forgive herself?



April 22, 2017

A second chance romance

With Brock, I thought we had a love to last forever.
Until the night it died a quick, tragic death, leaving me broke, and destroying my ability to trust another man with my heart.
Now Brock is back and after years apart it's time to face my past and finally get some closure, no matter how much I still love him.
With Ripley, I was getting the home I had always dreamed of instead of the home I grew up in.
I grew up in a home filled with violence and hate. Unlike my father, I vowed never to hurt the people I love. Until the moment I did just that. Now, I'm out of the military, returning home.
I don't expect to see Ripley and haven't laid eyes on her since that night, but even after six years, the feeling I have for her are still there.

It's time for me to face the demons of my past--the same demons that Ripley's been fighting this whole time.

Can Ripley forgive me, and even if she does -- will I be able to forgive myself for hurting the only person who ever mattered?