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﻿<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Passion (Passion #1)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/jordan-silver">Jordan Silver</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B00E8HL9WY</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Seventeen year old Carissa Sterling has just moved to sleepy Sea Crest to live with her father. She's not expecting much from the little nowhere town that's hardly on the map but she's in for a surprise when she meets Joshua Steele her first day of school.<br />
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Josh isn't your average high school kid, his IQ, his family's wealth and his innate dominant personality sets him apart from all the rest and when the feisty newcomer snarls at him at first sight he sets out to show her who's boss. There's a battle in the making when the two strong willed teens come together in this story of young love.<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/passion-series-by-jordan-silver">Passion Series by Jordan Silver</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/jordan-silver">Jordan Silver Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter 1<br><br>Carrie<br><br>I hate this fucking town it sucks my ass, who the fuck wants to live in the damn rain twenty four seven, what the fuck? And what kind of name is Sea Crest for a place with no beach? I think the closest one is like an hour away. At least that’s what it said on Google earth.<br />
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My skanky ass mom got herself a new dumber model and now she’s off jetting all the fuck over while I get stuck here with Gomer Pyle. My dad’s a real heel, no wonder Paula fucked him over, mother-fucker was so laid back he was comatose.<br />
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What the fuck ever, first of all who the fuck does he think is driving that piece of shit truck out there, not this bitch. And what’s up with that Derrick dude who supposedly fixed the heap, do they not have barber shops in this rinky dink shit hole? What the fuck ever.<br />
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First day of school and I’m driving this piece of shit, Michael had put his foot down what the fuck? I haven’t had parental control since the age of six, nobody told me what the fuck to do, he’ll learn that shit real quick though.<br />
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None of these hay seed mother fuckers better not make fun of me or I’ll go postal on a mother-fucker, just saying.<br><br>Josh<br><br>Everyone’s buzzing about the new girl, apparently the Captain’s daughter is starting here today, and this is big news. I’ve been going here for four years and don’t recall any out of towners enrolling. This was the first newbie that I’ve heard of.<br />
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Well, it had nothing to do with me; I usually didn’t mix with the masses. I’m kind of a nerd but not really, my family says the only thing that saves me from that distinction is my hot as fuck body and my matinee idol looks.<br />
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Whatever, I like learning. My brain holds more information than an encyclopedia, I listen to classical music, play piano like a pro and sing like an angel. Add my crazy as fuck golden bronze hair and jade green eyes and fuck, I’m hot if I do say so myself.<br />
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The kids around here steered clear of me and my family, because we were rich as Croesus they thought we ought to be stuck up, if they only knew how much my mother would just love to open the gates to our estate and throw wild Barbecue parties for the whole town.<br><br>Carrie<br><br>This shit is so fucking lame, what kind of one horse town shit is this? The school is a one story building with other one story buildings scattered around it. First chance I get I’m outta dis bitch, no doubt.<br />
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I saw those fuckers checking me out; damn straight I know I look fuck hot. I have my strawberry blonde hair hanging down with its natural bouncy curl which only needed a little help from the hot rollers this morning; and my light brown eyes were outlined to show their best effect. I’d chosen to wear my Prada knee boots with my black skinny jeans and a winter white cashmere sweater that showed off the girls, my diamond studs a little strawberry gloss; lashes all plumed and shit, fuck yeah.<br />
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I walked in that bitch like I owned the place; these hayseed fucks were eye fucking me. Why don’t you buy me a drink first mother-fuckers?<br />
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Bitches were checking out the new competition, not to worry hoes I don’t do Opie mother-fuckers, okay I don’t do any mother-fuckers but still, just saying.<br />
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I checked the direction slip in my hand; I had biology first period, right down this hall.<br />
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None of these fucking jerks had the nerve to approach me as I made my way down the hall. I didn’t look left nor right, I don’t check people out, people check me the fuck out.<br />
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I found my class and walked in; I gave the douche at the desk my admission slip and sat down at the only available seat. Next to this kid that was looking out the window, he sure had some fucked up hair.<br />
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The douche better not call on me to share my life story, I wasn’t down with that kindergarten bullshit, and bitches better stop clocking my ass.<br />
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I heard a sniffing sound and turned to see motor head, wait...was he...?<br />
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“Mother-fucker why the fuck are you sniffing me?”<br><br>Chapter 2<br><br>Josh<br><br>Scared little tough girl, please, who does she think she’s fooling? I can see right through her bullshit. If I said boo she’d probably jump a mile in the air. Instead I did something I’d never done inside these walls, I smiled at a girl with interest, not that she’d know, what she saw was probably more like a predator of the wild with a little lamb in his sites.<br />
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I ignored her rude ass and opened my book, I saw her out the side of my eye sniffing her hair and sweater, good. Let her wonder if I found her scent offensive or not, then watch her try to please me.<br />
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﻿<table id="bookdetailstable">  <tr>    <th><h2>Read Online Books/Novels:</h2></th>    <th><h2>Rebound (Passion #2)</h2></th>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><h4>Author/Writer of Book/Novel:</h4></td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/jordan-silver">Jordan Silver</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>Language:</strong></td>    <td><h5>English</h5></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td><strong>ISBN/ ASIN:</strong></td>    <td><h6>B00K8D3524</h6></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><strong>Book Information:</strong></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td colspan="2"><br />
Matthew Steele is over it already. His last year of high school behind him and college looming ahead, the young heartthrob should be enjoying his last summer of freedom. Instead he's nursing a broken heart from the deception of the girl he thought he knew, until she started a campaign of destruction against his younger brother Josh and his new love. Now his brother is happy with his new bride, but Matt finds himself as a loss. <br />
Everything he'd planned for his future has gone up in smoke. He's mad as hell at the world and he damn sure wasn't looking for romance, as far as he was concerned women were off the market. <br />
Then she walked in and once again his plans are knocked off kilter; but this time he has his head on straight. He has no intentions on losing his heart to anyone ever again, no matter how much she makes him want. <br />
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Kadyn Daniels has come home to Sea Crest after years away. The young beauty is running from a horror no young girl should ever have to endure but she finds shelter in the little town where she's helping her old man run the town's only local diner. Still wary and looking over her shoulder, she's in no way ready for the way her traitorous heart reacts to the elusive Matthew Steele. With her dreams of happily ever after shattered, could she risk opening herself up to more heartache?<br />
  </td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books in Series:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/series/passion-series-by-jordan-silver">Passion Series by Jordan Silver</a></h3></td>  </tr>  <tr>    <td>Books by Author:</td>    <td><h3><a href="/authors/jordan-silver">Jordan Silver Books</a></h3></td>  </tr></table><br><br>Chapter 1<br><br>MATT<br><br>My life is fucked six ways from Sunday. I’m in a place in my head that I never thought to be ever in my life, and I feel like my hands are tied. I’m the type of guy who likes to take care of shit that gets in my way but now find myself in a situation where I can do nothing, and it’s burning me the fuck up. I want to lash- out but there’s no one to lash out at. This shit was of my own making, because I was a blind fool. That’s what makes it so hard, the fact that I brought this shit on myself; that there’s no one else to blame. My trust in my own judgment has been shaken to the core. I can’t even think straight because of all the shit that’s going on in my head these days. My every moment seems to be consumed by anger and hate, two emotions that were never a part of me but were now my constant companions.<br />
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Never again, that’s all I’ve been telling myself for the past few weeks. I’ve become hard and disgruntled, pretty much disgusted with people as a whole and I can’t seem to drag my ass out of this funk. I’ve become disassociated from the life that I once knew. That seems to be the best answer for now; how can I face them really after what I almost allowed to happen? So what if I didn’t actually have a hand in the shit that went down? I still feel responsible; I’m still the one who had brought the shit to my family’s door. And no matter how much they claim I’m not to blame that doesn’t ease the guilt. Doesn’t erase the horror of what I’d almost brought on all our heads. I felt sick to my stomach just thinking about it; which is usually the case and one of the reasons why I can’t seem to kick the shit and move on.<br />
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My family have been watching me like they expect me to off myself any minute or some shit. I can’t or won’t talk to anyone about what I’m feeling; I have to bear the burden on my own. So right now they’re playing the guessing game and obviously coming to the conclusion that I’m gonna do something drastic to myself.<br />
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That too is a blow, that my loved ones would think me so weak. But what can I expect? Wasn’t it that weakness that had allowed that snake to infiltrate? Wasn’t it my weakness that had blinded me to who and what she truly was? My guts roiled and burned as I felt the gorge rise into my throat. It wouldn’t be the first time I threw up over this mess. But not today, I was done with that at least. I fought back the nastiness and focused on something else as I sat there sweating with my fists clenched.<br />
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I’ve spent the last few weeks hiding out and licking my wounds, not letting anyone get too close. Not even my baby brother, who’s the closest thing to me in this world. It was because of him that I was having such a hard time with the way things had transpired, because deep down I know I’d failed him somehow. Some days, I wanted to just crawl into one of dad’s cognac bottles and escape when the enormity of Patti’s actions became too much for me to bear. I don’t even drink but that’s what this shit has brought me to, I feel like I’ve aged twenty years in the last few months, like my life has ended before it really begun. How can one person cause so much pain and destruction through their actions? How can she have the power to bring me this low? Some days the anger was so strong it’s all I held onto but I know that’s dangerous and would only destroy me in the end.<br><br>I won't give that bitch the satisfaction though. My biggest problem now that the fog is finally clearing is that I can’t wrap my hands around her neck and finish her lying ass off for what she did to my family and I. I can’t sleep at night, tossing and turning with hate burning a hole in me. I can see myself going down a very slippery slope and there doesn’t seem to be anything I can do to stop it. My every thought these days are of revenge. How did I go from thinking I was in love with this beast to totally abhorring her very existence? Now all I can think of is destroying her completely. What she had set out to do, had in fact put into action was beyond evil in my eyes; something I would never have imagined her capable of.<br />
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