**UPDATE Sept 4/15: I've finished uploading Imperfect so you can now read the WHOLE story.** Don't forget to sign up for my mailing list: http://eepurl.com/blNw7b (I'll only email you if it's important). You can also find this novella on Amazon for 0.99: http://www.smarturl.it/imperfectbook Imperfect is book one of three in the Disappeared series. It's historical romance meets fantasy — think Jane Austen meets The Princess Bride. Description: England, 1813. Lady Theodosia feels she has no choice but to marry a man she doesn't love. That is until she stumbles into a different universe — an astonishing, mystical forest inhabited by the Nextic, a peaceful people who live close to nature. Ahuil is fiercely independent until he meets Theodosia. Cut off from his own people, he nurses a dark secret. But in Theodosia he sees someone he can trust ... and love. As her visits to his universe become more frequent, Theodosia is convinced she's found paradise. But a great change is coming to Ahuil's world. Half-beings roam the ruins of an unknown civilization and a growing mist appears to be preparing to wipe out his people — forever. Torn between her family and a profound love, Theodosia is haunted by a question she cannot shake — in the face of terrible danger, how much is she willing to risk for love? Two imperfect worlds. One unlikely romance. An impossible choice. Want to learn more about me? I'm at www.bronwynkienapple.com Twitter: @b_kienapple Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Bronwyn-Kienapple/944230438935485 Instagram: eustaciavye

Its all about giving chances to those people you love , na kahit ilang beses kang saktan , gawing tanga , paulit ulit na iwanan sa ere , patatawarin at patatawarin mo pa din . dahil ganun mo sila kamahal ..

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Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #1 - painting, #1 - heartbreaker, #1 - one-sidedlove, #1 - unrequitedlove, #1 - engagement *********************** Still not satisfied with our physical contact, he leaned his face down to meet mine as his fingers gripped my chin. "Fiancée?" he asked, whispering the word. I nodded as the tension I felt from our body contact got even more intense. I stared at his handsome face. "You claim yourself my fiancée?" I nodded again. Of course, I was his fiancée and I'd claim that title no matter what. "Let's see if you really are," he whispered slowly in between his breathing. His tone broadcasted danger and it made me shudder. "A fiancée can kiss her man. Now, let's see if you can---" And with that, in just a heartbeat, he pressed his lips against mine. *********************** He is my one great love. I've loved and adored him since I laid my eyes on him and to be his wife is my life's absolute dream. But he hates me. He has hated me since the day he first saw me and he makes it sure that breaking my heart and pushing me away will be his greatest achievement. In spite of all the drama, the pain and the heartbreak he caused me, I still insist to be engaged to him --- this cold, aloof, and heartless man. Yes, he is my one great love. But he is my one great challenge as well. Will I be able to create a heart in my heartless heartbreaker? (Cover made by @itsmyaah) Copyright © HervinaMollejon™ 2015-2016 All rights reserved.

"I'm not the smartest, i'm not the funniest and i'm certainly not the prettiest. I'm just average" Now in her last year of high school will Piper Stevens learn these things she believes about herself are not facts just her negative thoughts, but who will show her she is the smartest, she is the funniest and is by far the prettiest?

[Reached #1 in Spiritual] He stands there tall, but not the same man I saw yesterday. This man had his shoulders slouched, he was heaving up and down. Not strong and confident as his usual self. His back was to me but he was facing the large office wall that's made out of glass. He leaned closer to the glass and put his head against it. His right hand joined and the glass started fogging. His breathing slowly blurring out the lively New York City. "Mr. Saleh?" I Whispered. He sighs heavily and turns around. I was shocked. His eyes were puffy and red. A fresh tear was slowly making its way down his cheek. He cleared his throat and clenched his jaw. "What?"

Imagine having lived a life of misery ,one lucky day it all changes and you never thought it can be you...Real life stories be inspired.

Its a story about Shubhi and her true soul mate Tarun. Its all about how the two strangers fallen in love and then fallen apart. Because life follows its own rules and regulations. Its my first story on wattpad.I hope you guys will read and appreciate. Vote and comment if you like it. Feedbacks are really valuable to me. ©2015 Rashmi Chourasia

Sometimes, life can be hard-especially for teenage girls. We have to balance an endless amount of new responsibilities all while trying to figure out who we are and who we want to be. Even though my life is constantly subject to change, there is one thing that remains constant: God. Because He is my Lord and Savior, I can find comfort in the fact that I don't have to face this difficult life alone. Confessions of a Teenage Christian is a book I am consistently updating. Each entry covers a topic either I've had a hard time understanding, or one of you have. I have felt God calling me to share my experiences of being a teen and sharing how He has forever changed my life.

He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.