Aster Bo

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Aster. 23. Uni student. Psychology and creative writing double major. Dyslexia (sorry for errors in advance). Survivor.

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Ruin Me Like You Mean It

Their love was a secret that burned too hot—and left only ash. She was the light that pulled him from darkness, but now she’s the poison he can’t quit. Four years she’s tried to bury the past. Fou...

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Nothing Funny, Except My Love Life

“We shouldn’t…” I murmur, even as I lean closer. His gaze drops to my mouth, eyes darkening. “You can feel it too, can’t you?” He says. “We’ve never been just friends, have we?” ~ 22-year-old Brie...

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Nothing at Stake, Except the Heart

“Do you always go home with strangers?” I didn’t expect her to answer. “Only the ones who look like they could ruin me,” she whispered. Something in me snapped. Ruin her? Oh, I’d try. — Ellis Riv...

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For Worse

They were childhood friends. Now they’re enemies. Soon, they’ll be husband and wife and maybe something much more dangerous. Jamison Lee is twenty-one, a rising frontman with too much charm and ev...

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Shadows in the Frame

The first message was a whisper; photographs she never posed for. The second, a warning; an open window and vanished possessions. The third, a promise; words scrawled on her mirror and flowers left...

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Of Cursed and Forgotten Things

“You were never meant to exist,” he said, his voice low and sharp like the edge of a secret. He doesn’t move. She lifted her gaze to his, unwavering. “Then why haven’t you stopped me?” His eyes lin...

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Love of a Moth to a Flame

"Do you like being controlled, Elissa?" She should say no. She should shove him away. His hands lingered just beneath her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze; dark, amused, waiting. Eighteen-year-o...

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Nothing Personal, Except Everything

“What do you want?” he whispered against my skin. “To feel something real,” I gasped, my nails digging into the sheets, into his shoulder, into anything that could tether me. He stilled, lifting hi...

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