I felt her hand slip into mine as she intertwined our fingers. Nothing about her touch was repulsive or unpleasant, but I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. I was shaking without realizing it. Minji noticed this and asked, "What's wrong, love?" "Nothing." She cupped my face and tilted it enough to put it in front of hers. "Are you afraid of me?" I shook my head. "No." She raised her eyebrows. She knew I was lying and I didn't want to think about what she would do to me if she realized I was lying; I didn't want to find out. "Y... Yes," I said with difficulty. A knowing smile crossed her lips. "Good. You should be." MINJI G!P * * * This is a BBANGSAZ adaptation. This story is not mine. All rights go to original author @darksideofreading.

Lauren, the rising star of New York, was beginning to feel the stress of fame and her work. Add to that the lack of company, and orgasams, she was definitely in need of help.Thanks to Dinah, she meets g!p Camila, the prostitute. But is that all she ever will be to Lauren

Not my story! I got it from Tumblr and since I really love it, I thought I'd share it with you guys :) It's a Camren story, and I cried my eyes out. Have fun reading! xx

an act of loving the one who loves you; a love returned in full

Sequel to CC7

This story is not mine. I do not own anything. All credits goes to the brilliant author of this story, Jazmin (@moviegeek120). You can also read this story on 5hfanfiction.tumblr.com. All the fanarts in every chapter are made by Laura_Snow

North Haven Medical Hospital is home to many types of patients, including newcomer Camila Cabello - the girl who hates endings. The young brunette hates thinking about the fact that she's doomed to spend the remainder of her days within the confines of the hospital. But when she meets some unexpected friends, along with the mysterious patient in room 305, Camila begins to think that this ending may just be the beginning. Highest Rank - #159 in Fanfiction

FIRST BOOK IN THE YELLOW SERIES Lauren Jauregui hated Camila Cabello, plain and simple. Of course, who could blame her? Camila had been the one who read Lauren's private texts in front of the whole cafeteria, forcing her out of the closet. Lauren left for New York with her three best friends the day she graduated, thinking she had escaped Camila. The only problem is, Camila is back. And different. Completely different. Not the kind of 'different' you'd expect, either. Highest Rank - #11 in Fanfiction This fanfic may not be reproduced, reposted, copied, or translated in any way unless you receive permission directly from the author.

Everyone had a bucket list, Camila's just included Lauren...and a dead girl. [ Cover art made by this fabulous person---> bows-n-beanies.tumblr.com ]

Dear Nev And Max, There's this girl. Her name is.. well, that's the thing. I don't know her name. We met on Tumblr, her pen name being ssweet-dispositionn. Tumblr Girl, which is the nickname I've given her until further notice, claimed that she had feelings for me since Day One. Me, being the delusional, sappy romantic fangirl that I am, admitted my feelings back. To cut to the chase, I've tried reaching out to her by Skype and SnapChat, but there's always a lame excuse given on her part as to why we can't. Anyways, Nev, Max, will you help me find my Catfish? Sincerely, Camila Cabello P.S.: I'm only seventeen, by the way. Is that bad? [Brazilian Translation by @jaurestrabao, Brazilian Jerrie Version by @neverlannds and Italian Translation by @Njallfood]