Paper Lipstick
by Kelsey Elise Sparrow
Genre: MC Contemporary Romance
Lipstick kisses and caviar dreams don’t have a place in my life or his.
~ Max (Rebecca Robbins)
I'm a bad ass bitch. It's a truth of mine. I live it and breathe that shit. No, I'm not conceited or full of myself. It's just something I've discovered over the years.
I'm damn good by myself, always have been, always will. What I didn't know is I can be improved upon.
Enter the equally bad ass and hella charismatic Deckard Camden. Who, the hell, told him to be this jaw-droppingly gorgeous, mountain of a man, in comparison to my little self, projecting a wall of defense that rivals my own?
Nobody prepared me for the sensual words that would fall from his lips or the massive ... peace he would bring to my life.
Damn sure didn't get me ready to be Deckard Camden's wife … wait what?
You play video games?”
I don’t know why it shocks the shit out of people that I spend time in front of the damn Xbox. I enjoy taking out some of my aggression on some of those lifelike characters just as much as the next person. For the most part, it’s just a damn good way to kill time. Assholes in the crew talked so much shit about me not knowing what the fuck they were talking about last year that I promptly went out and purchased a system. I figured out what games they were playing and started practicing. It took me too fucking long but I got good at them. The next time I was challenged in a wrestling game, football, some Star Wars, or Destiny challenge, I wiped the fucking floor with my opponent. Some of the guys in the crew have this tournament going with a game called Tekken. It’s an advanced form of Street Fighter. There’s one name at the top all of us want decimated because he talks major shit. Jared is one of the few people whose big mouth I can actually tolerate. Not that he speaks often. When he does there’s no stopping him. It may go on for a good five minutes. Some meaningful shit comes out of his mouth, but it’s a rarity. His shit talking is worse because of the damn smirk. The smirk that says you know he’s better than you. I want to wipe that fucker off his face but I’m not good enough yet. I believe I may not have to be after spending my time with a certain gorgeous blonde. 
Kelsey Elise Sparrow, author of romance, MC, and fantasy novels. Imagination takes flight and romance is free to breathe. Something sinister is always lurking in the corner to snuff out the beauty. Join her on the journey. She sees the world as one big opportunity to grow, discover, and learn. The worlds she creates are based upon dreams and imaginings that take the reader on a journey unlike any other. “Imagination takes flight” isn’t just her tagline, it is her way of living. Follow her on social media to discover where her imagination will take you.
Lover of all things beautiful. Fanatic of Chris Hemsworth and Benedict Cumberbatch. Book in hand, purse, bag, and on phone ... always makes her day along with her world a better place. This author calls Texas her home, loves sweet tea and fantasy worlds. She is also a big kid.
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23/1/2021 07:53:36
Paper lipstick sounds so strange as to how can you apply paper to your lips. It was discovered by essay writers that the lyricists do not mean such things. They use such catchy phrases to catch the viewer's attention. Leave a Reply. |
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