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His Kind Of Beautiful

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His Kind of Beautiful A romance between ruin and radiance. When Meilin Chen steps through the gates of Ellesmere University, all she wants is a fresh start. With a scholarship in her pocket and stars in her eyes, the Chinese scholarship student finds herself surrounded by wealth, legacy, and whispers of power. London is colder than she expected, and the campus—ancient and elite—is almost too grand to belong to her. Until she walks straight into someone who doesn’t belong either. Theodore “Theo” Ashford is inked, pierced, and wrong in all the right ways. He’s royalty—literally—with an empire in his last name and a cigarette always between his fingers. Arrogant, untouchable, and devastatingly beautiful, Theo is everything Meilin never imagined she'd fall for. But fall, she does. And Theo? He wasn’t supposed to notice the bubbly girl with big eyes and bigger dreams. But the more he pushes, the more she stays. And the more she stays, the more cracks begin to show in his perfectly reckless world. Because Meilin isn’t just beautiful. She’s his kind of beautiful. And for the boy who swore he couldn’t feel— She might be the one thing he can’t let go.
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