Angel lost at sea

by GypsyScarlettAthene

You always hear about that bad boy but never the bad girl.Bella is that bad girl with a broken heart.Edward is the school jock with a dark past.this two lovers heal each other and bring light to the world of nightmares.

Preface

Edward's POV

Her luscious lips the same lips I have been having fantasies of since they day we meet .Meet my lips. One simple touch stopped my heart and my breathing hitched. My eyes closed to bask in the feel of heat radiating from both of our bodies. I could feel every cell in my body combust in a fiery lust with only one touch of her lips to mine. As she pulled away wearing a half playful half seductive smile she whispered

"More."

I licked my lips and placed my hands on both sides of her face and brought my angels lips to mine and whispered so only her ears could hear my confession.

"More."

Bella's POV

A pair of mosaic Douglas firs and ever green eyes stared at mine from across the school parking lot. One look into those eyes made my knees melt and almost give out from underneath me. My breathing stopped along with my heart beat. A feeling that was dormant woke in that moment with a vengeance, an emotion that this god brought back to life with only a glance. Then the sea of adolescence engulfed those forest green orbs. What a way to start a new year at a new fucking school.

Edward's POV

The school was going crazy because of a new girl. All week long all you heard was of this girl. And today was her first day. As I pulled up into the parking lot where everyone was waiting for that first sight of her to get the gossip train rolling. All the guys on my team already placed beats on how she looked and who would "bang" her first their words not mine. She is probably going to turn out to be like every other girl at this school. That shallow pound with the fake hair. Fake nails. Fake teeth. Maybe even the fake nose or chest or even both. Fake personality.

Just as I hopped out of my beaten up Bronco the roar of a motorcycle filled the air. Then moments later a red Harley Davidson motorcycle pulled into the parking space across the parking lot. She had dark skinny jeans that tucked into black combat boats. As she pulled her matching red helmet gold ringlets cascaded down her back covering the majority of her black leather jacket.

My heart started to stutter.

Then she turns and our eyes meet. Silver orbs burned into my eyes igniting a fire in my core. My breathing and heart stopped in unison. As fast as our eyes meet, they were lost in the crowed. An angel lost at sea.