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The Definition of You and Me by cityscape
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In which I am you, you are me, and we are the moments that define us.
Late Nights & Pillow Fights by IziKing
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The end of the year is two weeks away, which means it's time for the final project. Baby Project 2.0 Not only will two students need to raise a baby together, but they will need to do so while living together for two weeks. Two weeks of Lane Evans and Dawn Caparelli. Alone. No parents. No teachers. No supervision. Copyright © 2014 IziKing. All rights reserved.
A Wilde Summer by IziKing
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Olivia O'Brien's life is turned upside down when she finds famous and notorious billionaire, Axel Wilde on her bed. And like his name, he's WILD. Copyright © 2014 IziKing. All rights reserved.
V e l v e t  V e s t s by xPureChances
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He disappears with magic. She sits on her chair all day. But when the two collide... The Ghost of the school and the New Damaged Girl consume in their flaws. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #1 |
Shades of Cool by goawaymattie
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Scraped knees, Coca-Cola Slushies, bruised knuckles, and a boy with a scorpion tattoo named Finnegan.
The Greek Playboy's Girl (#2 FFAW) | sample by cheryl-is-not-here
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Published by Blvnp Incorporated This book is a sample and only has the first five chapters available. You have been warned. *** #2 in Falling For A Womaniser Series The book does not have to be read in order, but it may contain some spoilers for the other books. *** "W-what are you doing?" I stammered as Damien leaned towards me. "Kissing you." With that his lips crashed against mine. His lips were soft and moved against mine with such intensity. He nibbled on my lower lip, making me gasp and his tongue delved into my mouth. Sparks of desire raced across my skin. Never had I been kissed with such intensity before in my life. Not even with Jake. Immediately, a cold bucket of water splashed over in my mind. How could I forget Jake? I pushed Damien away, "You shouldn't have done that Damien. I have a boyfriend." Whose dead. Six years ago. "Tell me you felt that." His blue eyes gazed into mine. He caged me against the wall. "Felt what? I have no idea what you're talking about." I said coolly with a straight face. No way could I let Damien know how much he had affected me. A smirk crossed his handsome face, "You're lying agápē mou. I can see what you're feeling in your expressive blue eyes. Did you know that?" I was in so much trouble. *** Highest ranking: #5 in Romance
ᴰᴼᴺᴼᵀᵂᴬˢᴴᴮᴸᴱᴬᶜᴴᴰᴿʸ by coeurs
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❝fill the crevices with water.❞
Nice Guys by thelovesociety
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about a boy who loved a girl & never loved himself enough that he lost everything. # some high rank in s h o r t s t o r y
Conversations From Afar by exoticfinn
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SEQUEL TO BALCONIAL CONVERSATIONS | In which Katherine and Cambriel suffer the ups and downs of a long distance relationship | Wattys 2016 | cover by the fabulous @kdkellow
Gone | Edited by uponmyimagination
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The first in the Gone trilogy. ❝People change. Memories don't. ❞ I had that one person. That one person who would be my brightness in the dullest of days (trust me, there were a lot) just by gracing me with his presence. The frown that was permanently etched on my face would always seemingly dissipate into the happiness I felt when we'd meet up, running into his arms like he was my safe place. Everyone expected him to have someone, but no one thought it'd be me. No one wanted it to be me. Looking back on it now, it seemed like a typical love story. Him, the kind and gentle-hearted boy and I, the rude and cold-hearted girl. He wasn't kind, he wasn't gentle-hearted because if he was, then he wouldn't have left. Without a word. His lack of words towards me doesn't mean that I'm left speechless. In fact, I have a thousand words wanting to just slip off my tongue right this moment. Just because he's gone. [HIGHEST: #122 Short Story- 28/07/2015] Cover by my dear friend John. Editing finished in Feb 2016