All my favorite writer books cuz I love them and her but I hate that she keeps me waiting
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𝐋𝐀 πŒπ”π’π€ by SunsetBlessing
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Musa:𝑰𝒏 π’˜π’‰π’Šπ’„π’‰ 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 π’Šπ’ 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 π’˜π’Šπ’•π’‰ 𝒂𝒏 π’Šπ’•π’‚π’π’Šπ’‚π’ π’‚π’“π’•π’Šπ’”π’•. /mΓΉΒ·αΉ£a/ -✯a person or personified force who is the source of inspiration for a creative artist. ════ ΰ­¨β™‘ΰ­§ ════
π’π„ππ’π”πŽπ”π’ by SunsetBlessing
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"π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘˜π‘›π‘œπ‘€, 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘˜π‘›π‘œπ‘€ π’‰π‘œπ‘€ 𝑑𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑑 π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘ π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘”," 𝒉𝑒 π‘π‘œπ‘›π‘“π‘’π‘ π‘ π‘’π‘‘ 𝑖𝑛 π‘Ž π’‰π‘’π‘ π‘˜π‘¦ π‘£π‘œπ‘–π‘π‘’, 𝑝𝑒𝑠𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 π’‰π‘–π‘šπ‘ π‘’π‘™π‘“ π‘‘π‘’π‘’π‘π‘’π‘Ÿ. "𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œ π‘˜π‘›π‘œπ‘€ π’‰π‘œπ‘€ π’‰π‘Žπ‘£π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘šπ‘¦ π‘π‘œπ‘π‘˜ 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑑𝑖𝑔𝒉𝑑 𝑝𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑦 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑑 π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘œπ‘œ π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘” 𝐸𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑒" "𝐴𝑛𝑑 π‘›π‘œπ‘€ π‘‘π’‰π‘Žπ‘‘ 𝐼 π‘˜π‘›π‘œπ‘€ π’‰π‘œπ‘€ 𝑖𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝐼 π‘‘π’‰π‘–π‘›π‘˜ 𝐼 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ 𝑔𝑒𝑑 π‘’π‘›π‘œπ‘’π‘”π’‰ π‘œπ‘“ 𝑖𝑑 π‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘–π‘™y" _____________ The story of a girl that falls in love with her abusive boyfriend's dad. _________________ α΄›ΚœΙͺs sᴛᴏʀʏ Ιͺs α΄œΙ΄α΄‡α΄…Ιͺᴛᴇᴅ Ιͺα΄› α΄‘Ιͺʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴇᴅΙͺᴛᴇᴅ α΄‘Κœα΄‡Ι΄ α΄„α΄α΄α΄˜ΚŸα΄‡α΄›α΄‡α΄…
π…π”π†π†πˆπ“πˆπ•π€  by SunsetBlessing
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π…π”π†π†πˆπ“πˆπ•π€: 𝑖𝑛 𝑀𝒉𝑖𝑐𝒉 𝒉𝑒 𝒉𝑒𝑙𝑝𝑠 π’‰π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘’π‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘’. /FugΒ·giΒ·tì·va/ Adjective. -❁ Someone who tries to save themself or has recovered their freedom by fleeing. ════ ΰ­¨β™‘ΰ­§ ════ For five years, I was treated like nothing but a piece of meat, objectified, and treated like less of a human. I was held captive against my will in that damned room, unable to feel my lungs fill with actual air, completely desensitised. Places like that change you. You forget how to breathe, to think, or to live. You are no longer the owner of your mind and soul. Your body is no longer yours. The only thing you can do is endure the abuse, but now I'm free. Thanks to a man I barely know or trust. He wants me to help him, help him get even, he claims we are a team now, but he still has secrets, so many secrets. When I look at him, I know he's as troubled as me. If I knew any better, I'd stay away from him, but I can't. He's my saviour. Will I be his? ═══════════