TheMerryTroll

It always starts as a "girl meets boy, boy meets girl" story when unbelieving Ray Carter meets Lily "The Stiff" McQueen, but after a drunken night of partying and an unexpected result in the school's "The List" popularity poll, it becomes an unexpected spark, a shot in the dark, in the good old, small town of Fram Hill. 

One is a rebel who wants to run away from the troubles of the past and his family name, and the other is an outsider, who wants to fit in.

He is enchanted by her. She likes his best friend instead.

She hates his guts but he is crazy about her.

He resists. She insists.

A tragedy will bring them closer together as they deal with high school, friends, family, and dreams. Their attraction is a start. Doubts creeping in, the cause of alarm. The past haunts them, a call to action. 

Will they come to each other's rescue?


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THE RESCUE BLUES (The Rescue Blues #1)

It was time to go home. It was time to return to the real world—high school, college applications, and the good old town of Fram Hill. If only it was possible, Lily's only wish was for more time to relax and prepare her body and mind for the future ahead and for what was to come of her little secret in Three Elms.

Lily found herself staring at the lake. With the sun hidden behind clouds in the sky, birds resting on trees, and despite the wintriness of the wind enveloping the Three Elms that morning, she suddenly felt warm, and her thoughts drifted to her memory of a pair of blue eyes. Of lips—hot and soft, wet and searching.

Closing her eyes, Lily silently muttered, "Dear God...."

Lily opened her eyes again to find her best friend looking at her. "Really?"

"What? I mean. Whatever it is that you're asking God, you gotta pray a little more. I was giving you moral support," shrugged Jean.

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