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Gabriela é uma obra de arte que se não existisse, eu mesmo teria esculpido. Início: 29 de outubro [2020] às 06:06 fim: 16 de janeiro [2021] às 00:45
Gabriela é uma obra de arte que se não existisse, eu mesmo teria esculpido. Início: 29 de outubro [2020] às 06:06 fim: 16 de janeiro [2021] às 00:45
I'd rather be a lover than a fighter, cause all my life I've been fighting Essa história é sobre a Lucy, uma menina que nasceu para salvar a vida de alguém. O que ela não sabe é que talvez esse alguém não seja quem ela espera. I've found peace in your violence I've been silent for too long +18 Essa historia contem o...
"Só por favor, me responde uma coisa? " eu perguntei nervoso e ela assentiu "Um dia tu vai me amar de novo?" Minha voz saiu falhada. "Não sei Harry" ela falou e meu sorriso desapareceu "Mas saiba que tudo o que acontecer, é só para os seus olhos" ela falou fazendo eu lembrar do presente de natal, da primeira vez que e...
Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature...
They never told you that the monster under your bed could have a set of beautiful forest green eyes and an angelic smile. -a story in which a girl is taken by a notorious gang member that lives beneath the world's feet. THIS IS A TRILOGY BOOK (1/3) *COMPLETED* HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 in harrystyles #1 in fanfiction #1...
So here we are, me and Harry Styles, kissing in a broom cupboard. He says he likes me. He says he wants to get to know me better. But he thinks we should keep this thing between us secret right now, to spare me the stress of being thrust into the limelight. I think Harry's right - secrecy is a good idea. However, k...
She's always been the shy girl that no one notices, but once she catches Harry's attention will things ever be the same again?
"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...