Title: A Hate Story
Author: Abrianna Denae
Series: Stories #2
Genre: M/M Romance
Release Date: May 9, 2019
Rhys Manson and Noah Harris have spent the past five years pretending to hate one another.
When the assignment of a lifetime finds them in close quarters for three weeks, they try their best to navigate around each other. Until by pure happenstance, they find themselves face to face and are forced to see past preconceived notions.
Rhys and Noah share a connection they never expected, but all too soon the job comes to an end and they go their separate ways.
A devastating blow puts Noah back in Rhys’s orbit. Only this time they’re surrounded by the secrets they’re both desperate to keep. They avoid one another until the feelings between them become too much to bear.
As they open up for the first time in their lives they need to decide if they're going to keep pretending, or if they're going to turn hate into something else.
Kissing Rhys is exhilarating.
It’s reckless and one of the worst things I’ve done in a while. But fuck, just this once I want to indulge myself. To do something that makes me feel so good.
I just want to be selfish, even if it’s for as something as fleeting as a kiss.
“Rhys?” I murmur, breaking the kiss.
“Yeah?”
“What are we doing?”
“Nothing.” He whispers. “We’re not doing anything.” And then he kisses me again.
He pushes me back and straddles my hips. Our lips are still locked together, tongues dueling for dominance.
One of my hands grabs onto his hip, the other tangles in his thick blond hair. He moans into my mouth and I pull it harder. “Fuck,” he breathes. “How do you get me?” Teeth scrape the side of my jaw, tilting my head back I give him access to my neck.
Hissing from the slight pain, I tighten my grip on him.
“How do you just understand what I want, what I need, without knowing me? I should hate you for these stupid confusing feelings.”
Rolling until he’s under me, I look down into wide green eyes. They’re dark with desire and something else.
“I don’t know. All I know is that I don’t want to stop.”
Pressing soft kisses to bruised lips, I close my eyes and don’t think, don’t question. I just enjoy this moment of being.
It’s reckless and one of the worst things I’ve done in a while. But fuck, just this once I want to indulge myself. To do something that makes me feel so good.
I just want to be selfish, even if it’s for as something as fleeting as a kiss.“Rhys?” I murmur, breaking the kiss.
“Yeah?”
“What are we doing?”
“Nothing.” He whispers. “We’re not doing anything.” And then he kisses me again.
He pushes me back and straddles my hips. Our lips are still locked together, tongues dueling for dominance.
One of my hands grabs onto his hip, the other tangles in his thick blond hair. He moans into my mouth and I pull it harder. “Fuck,” he breathes. “How do you get me?” Teeth scrape the side of my jaw, tilting my head back I give him access to my neck.
“How do you just understand what I want, what I need, without knowing me? I should hate you for these stupid confusing feelings.”
Rolling until he’s under me, I look down into wide green eyes. They’re dark with desire and something else.
“I don’t know. All I know is that I don’t want to stop.”
Pressing soft kisses to bruised lips, I close my eyes and don’t think, don’t question. I just enjoy this moment of being.
Abrianna Denae is a twenty-two-year-old author living in Northern California. An English major, she has always had a passion for writing.
Deciding to sit down and write one of the many stories that had plagued her mind for years was the easy part—finding the time to do it was a different story.
Caffeine is her best friend, and sleep is her worst enemy.
A lover of books that make the reader feel something, she tries to incorporate as much of her real-world views and feelings into her stories as she can.
Abrianna spends way too much time on Facebook. You can find her here.
EMAIL: authorabridenae@gmail.com
A Hate Story #2
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