Kiss

By Jalissa Pastorius

A tainted love...

Iris is a seventeen year old experiencing her first signs of love. She was your average teenage girl who had a secret crush on the most popular guy in school and her best friend. Typical.

Axel Rotterdam was sick. There was something lurking inside him and it wanted out. He was terrified of it and afraid of what it would do. It had set its sights on a new target. It wanted Iris McDerman...and it would take her kicking and screaming.

Torn between her heart desires, Iris would make a decision that will alter the course of her life and change it forever.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jalissa Pastorius
• Release date: Feb 14, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310665783

Jalissa Pastorius

I’ve been writing as long as I can remember. Burrowing myself into the mysteries of books and exploring their unique worlds is what I do best. Books are essentially an imprint of the author’s soul that’s left behind—well I tend to think so. I have two children (Dobermans) Lily and Rose and a endearing husband who listens to me rattle non-stop about my adventures. I join wattpad to pursue my dreams of writing and bam here I am. I’ve become a pathological writer as my husband puts it. I am sweet, a little sarcastic and I enjoy creating new worlds and adventures for people to explore.

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KISS

Tempestuous Series Book One

By Jalissa Pastorius

KISS

Copyright 2016 by Jalissa Pastorius

Published by Jalissa Pastorius at Smashwords

Cover Design by Jalissa Pastorius

This novella is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, places, and events portrayed in this novel are products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or places or persons, living or dead, is coincidental. All rights reserved; the right to reproduce this book or any portion thereof in any form whatsoever in any country whatsoever without the express permission of the author is forbidden.

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Acknowledgements

For those who dare to dream, embrace their nightmares and face adversity.

Title Page

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Acknowledgements

1 Crushing on You

2 Butterflies in My Stomach

3 Date…ish

4 Secret Meetings and Wishes

5 Hollywood Elite

6 Racing Heart

7 I Won’t Fall for You

8 Lose Control

9 Innocent Rose

10 Torn

11 Kisses and Fireworks

12 Love Square?

13 Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

14 Falling for the Wrong Guy

15 Rendezvous at Midnight…It’s A Promise

16 Boys Are Stupid!

17 Hollywood Unveiled

18 Shattered

Epilogue

Book Two: Thirst

About the Author

1

Crushing on You

She sat in the yard pulling the petals off a sunflower. The sky was clear and the wind played with the wisps that managed to escape her ponytail. She could hear the birds tweeting, singing a beautiful song that a masterful song weaver of nature could only comprehend. The petals were soft to her fingers, and she watched as the bright yellow petals floated away from her, dancing in the wind like a gypsy would. She looked curiously at the remaining petals. If she remembered correctly, there was a forgotten story that told of the sunflower’s history.

Her dad was quite the artist and dreamer. He was always telling her everything had a story, and never take something at face value. She smiled as she recalled the story of the sunflower. It was a tale of unrequited love. A water nymph had fallen in love with the Sun God also known as Apollo, but he did not return her love. He never noticed the feelings she had for him and fell in love with a water god’s daughter. The nymph continued to watch the sun god for his beauty stunned her; she did this without any proper nourishment and eventually turned into a sunflower. It reminded her of her non-existent relationship with Axel. He was the most popular guy in school and the girls were practically throwing themselves at him. She really needed to get over her so called crush.

Iris!

Coming mom, sighing she tossed the remains of the sunflower onto the grass where it remained forgotten like the water nymph.

She entered through the sun room only to hear her mother grumble about dreamers. Iris thought it was pretty funny since her dad was an artist, and spent majority of his time in his studio working on masterpieces. Her dad reminded her of a wanderer. He was always looking for the next adventure. She wondered if he ever thought he made a sacrifice by staying with her and mom. It brought an image of a wilting flower to mind. Her dad wouldn’t wilt though, because she would the sun that kept his day bright and mother no matter how insufferable she may seem at times would be the water that kept him nourished.

Where’s dad? she asked.

You know he’s in the studio being destructive as usual. Oh, Iri look at you.

What? she asked looking down at her shorts. There was a layer of dirt that covered her skin from being outside but she didn’t think it was noticeable, until you looked at the dirt imbedded underneath her fingernails. It didn’t matter how hard she tried. Dirt always found a way to her. Nature was conspiring against her once again.

You’re covered in dirt and grass stains.

Mom, I can go take a shower.

That’s not the point. I just wish, oh never mind, her mother said spotting the look on her daughter’s face.

Iris already knew what she wanted to say. She couldn’t understand her mother’s disposition. Iris wasn’t that girl. The overly popular girl her mother wanted her to be. She enjoyed spending her time surrounded by nature taking in the wonders of the world and learning its secrets. She had a birthday coming up in a few days, and while most kids desired cars for their seventeenth birthdays, Iris wanted a horse. She wanted to race towards the horizon with the beast and feel wild and untamed. She’d been begging her parents for one, but knowing her mother she probably had her hopes set on buying Iris a car.

I’ll tell you what. Why don’t you go take a shower and we can go get a manicure?

Okay, she said smiling. She held in the sigh that wanted to escape through her lips, but she really couldn’t deny her mother. She would rather be in the studio with her dad reading a book that would take her on an adventure while he worked.

Maybe we can go to the salon too and get something done to your hair.

Not on your life mom. I like my wavy hair.

But it’s so long, how about getting it cut?

No mom! she said running towards the back. She thought her hair was her best feature other than her light brown eyes. A woman’s hair represented her strength, well at least it did in the novels she read. The girl would be the main protagonist in the story and she would defeat her enemies. The heroine always had long hair and in the action books she read, women often hid weapons in their hair. It was definitely cool.

Rushing to her room she jumped into the shower. The hot water pummeled her skin and gave her more time alone with her thoughts. She had great parents even though her mom was pushy. It had been getting worse lately and Iris didn’t understand why. She jumped out of the shower and grabbed an outfit. She ached to put on a nice pair of jeans and a tee shirt, but she could see the disappointment flaring up in her mother’s eyes so she gave in once again by putting on a nice white summer dress that hugged her upper body, and flared out at the hips. Throwing on a pair of red three inch pumps and grabbing her black clutch completed the outfit.

When she saw the joy in her mother’s eyes Iris knew she made the right decision.

You look gorgeous! Iri! her mother complimented. Iris fought the blush as it worked its way up her neck. Must fight it.

You should definitely invite some of your friends over.

Iris frown slightly at her mother. Inviting her friends over was a no go. They were a group of nice girls at times, but they could be downright crude and she didn’t like it. If they ever found out she was loaded, she would skyrocket to popularity so fast her head would spin, and she did not want to be in the spot light. She saw what it did to people. It changed them and not for the better. Her father was a world-renowned artist and her mother was one of the top heart surgeons in the country. They lived in a home that cost millions of dollars. She was grateful that her father put his foot down demanding something out in the country with lots of acreage. Iris knew she would’ve shriveled up and died had she been living in the city like her mother wanted.

Maybe some other time, she said to her mother as she plastered a smile on her face and followed her out the door.

2

Butterflies in My Stomach

Iris and her mother took their usual seats at the nail salon. Iris smiled as her mother did all the chattering with the manicurist.

Iris you should try the gel nails, it’s all the rave.

Iris sighed. She knew this was coming. Her mother had been trying to get her to try it for ages. She just didn’t see what all the hype was about. She preferred her natural nails. She saw the flash of disappointment in her mother’s eyes once again and cave.

Fine.

I’m such a pushover.

She was starting to think her mom wanted her to be a glass doll.

Are there any interesting guys at school? her mom asked her. Iris immediately fought the blush that threaten to sweep her face. She had the biggest crush on Axel. He was the most popular guy in school and all the girls were crushing on him. He had raven colored hair and a pair of the lightest blue eyes she’d ever seen. He made her heart melt.

No. No. No! Why was she asking me about boys? I’m practically invisible. He probably doesn’t even know I’m alive. I’m not even sure of my feelings. It’s not like there’s butterflies in my stomach or anything. It’s just a phase. I’ll get over it. Oh no! I’m sweating. Damn. Keep cool.

Not really, she said avoiding eye contact with her mother. Axel intrigued her. It wasn’t