L'histoire de deux âmes unies par la force divine ... une histoire d'amour dans le dine. [Récit fictif] *** © Par propriété exclusive de l'auteur, la copie et les utilisations partielles ou totales de son travail sont interdites ; conformément aux articles L.111-1 et L.123-1 du code de la propriété intellectuelle. Tous Droits Réservés.

Il y a des rencontres qui bouleversent une vie. Qui vous font entrevoir un avenir terrifiant mettant à nu toutes vos fêlures. Et à 27 ans, mes blessures d'hier me tourmentaient toujours mais j'avais appris à les enfouir très profondément derrière les murailles que j'avais construites. Alors ma rencontre impromptue avec le séduisant et exaspérant Jack HUNTER n'était pas la bienvenue, surtout avec mes fantômes du passé qui revenaient bouleverser l'équilibre de mon existence si paisible. Mon seul mot d'ordre était de m'éloigner de lui pour repousser l'attraction enivrante qu'il exerçait sur moi. Mais il ne l'entendait pas ainsi. Irrémédiablement, il m'entraînait dans une valse entre ses bras où le monde me paraissait moins sombre.

En cours | Thomas Duval a 16 ans, et s'apprête à vivre une expérience que beaucoup de jeunes français de son âge lui envie : passer un an à étudier dans un lycée américain. Excité tout autant que terrorisé à l'idée de quitter le cocon familial, il va découvrir une autre culture, se découvrir lui-même, et peut-être même découvrir l'amour. Comment penser autrement quand l'une des filles les plus populaires du lycée vient à votre rencontre pour discuter, et que cette discussion se transforme en rendez-vous ? Une fille dont on se sent si proche mais qui est pourtant si distante. Serait-ce un jeu ? Que cache vraiment cette fille aussi belle qu'intrigante ? #ados #adolescents #amitié #amour #campus #etats-unis #floride #highschool #lycée #miami #orlando #histoire #nouveau

I stand there with my back away from him. I couldn't look at him not after he hurt me. How was I supposed to believe anything that came out of his mouth? "Helena. I'- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." taking a step closer. The heat of his muscular body penetrated my cold skin. "Leave, just - leave me alone. I can't take it anymore. You broke me. Don't you get that?" whispering the last part. "I did. Please..." "Don't, your words don't mean anything. You don't mean anything." I wanted him to hurt as badly as he hurt me. "That's not true. I know you don't mean that. You want me as much as I want you." his breath lingering in my ear. "Don't flatter yourself. I hate you. I.Don't.Want.You." hissing as I turned around to face him. He pursed his lips and I knew my words cut deep. I wasn't going to be nice anymore. Kane made sure that part of me was gone. Silence filled the room. It was suffocating me just like he was and right when I was going to turn around he grabbed me slamming me to his hard chest. "Too bad, cause I want you." smashing his lips on mine he kissed me hungrily as if his life depended on it. I tried pushing him away but I couldn't or simply I just didn't want to. Did I want him after what he's done? Lifting me up he walked us to the bed laying me down slowly. Pulling away he took his shirt off then kissed me again. "I want you. There's no one else I want more than you. Let me be your first and last." I didn't know what I was thinking or if I was at that moment, but I wanted him. I couldn't deny it. "Take me. I want you to make love to me." letting the words come out making him smile. Without another word he kissed me softly. "I've been waiting for you to say that to me for a while. I will make love to you until the sun comes up baby." then took my shirt off with everything else. His body pressed against mine. "I love you Helena and I always will." as he entered me taking my virginity just like he always planned to. #47- 11/23/16 #65- 11/24

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

Anna Anderson est une fille banale. Elle a une gentille famille et quelques amis. Depuis son jeune âge elle est folle amoureuse de son meilleur ami, mais sa timidité a toujours été une lourde barrière pour ses sentiments. Pourtant quand Liam débarque, une nouvelle Anna voit le jour. Une fille qui n'a pas peur du jugement des autres. Par contre Liam n'est pas le seul bad boy à s'intéresser à elle. Quel bad boy réussira à conquérir le cœur d'Anna?

Is it possible to love a man who has hurt you not only physically but also emotionally? Isabella De Rosa is just your average 16 year old. Living the simple life with her mother....that is until. Anton Vasily Cassarin a 29 year old Mafia king crashed into her life.

#3 in Romance #2 in Humor Book I & II in the Tattered Souls Series. 1st Book - Completed [16/12/2017] 2nd Book - Completed [09/09/2018] 'Where the Ruthless killer met his Tigrotto.' • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Being rich and popular, Ava Knights have got everything she wished for. A loving family and not to forget - the only daughter of the Chief of Investigation Department. So, Life was not a piece of cake for Ava, She was surrounded by enemies, enemies who crave the blood of revenge because of her Father. But she was free, living her life by her own rules with the dream of becoming a car racer. Now that her ignorance and carelessness weren't paid enough attention, Ava barely knew that she has led herself into a path where troubles took fatal decisions. She never knew how a simple, playful game would take her to the most dangerous and powerful Mafia, Aaron Di Francescantonio of Italy who was unlovable and merciless. She never knew that she would be changed from bıtchy to compassionate unknowingly for the one man who didn't even care about her personality. And, Ava definitely didn't know that one stupid selfie would leave her completely caged with painful lies and empty promises where she was uninformed of the fact that she had let Aaron take over her heart. Because Fate is such a terrifying bıtch with unpredictable turns and plans. Then again, A Mafia plays hard. And it was not always pretty. Engulf into the twisted relationship of Aaron and Ava where love becomes an addiction and vengeance becomes a passion. • • • • • • • • • • • • • • • Selfie With The Mafia. All rights reserved. Warning: Mature content and Violence. Cover by @spellrox

« IL EST 𝐌 𝐎 𝐑 𝐓.» cria une voix féminine. Mort ? La mort ? Mourir ? Meurt ? Meurtre ? Meurtrier ?. Il ? Lui ? Le ? Fils à ? Ami de ? Bien aimé de ? Frère de ? Uncle de ? Neveu de ? Cousin de ? Voisin de ? Père de ? Patron de ? Employé à ? Il est mort... 𝐒 𝐞 𝐮 𝐥... six pieds sous terre; personne ne va l'accompagner dans sa tombe. Personne ne prendra sa main, personne ne le prendra dans ses mains. Personne ne goûtera à ses lèvres mielleux, ni osera regarder ses yeux vineux. 𝐒 𝐞 𝐮 𝐥 . Il sera 𝐒 𝐞 𝐮 𝐥. Il ne sera pas une étoile au ciel à éclaircir nos nuits. Il ne sera pas présent là où il manquera le plus. Il deviendra un souvenir, un soupir. Il restera à jamais graver dans nos coeurs, dans nos souvenirs. On gardera l'amour, fraternité, amitié et la haine qu'il nous a offert. On restera là vivement à attendre sa rencontre et on donnera vie à son absence. On est vivants et IL EST 𝐌 𝐎 𝐑 𝐓. 𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑙 𝑞𝑢'𝑖𝑙 𝑙'𝑒𝑠𝑡. 𝐼𝑚𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑙 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑗𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑖𝑠.

◤ SEMIDEUS SAGA #02 ◢ Elysian Oracle - the oracle of Elysium, the highest oracle of the realms. The Alphas know it isn't over. The Gods are constantly up on their sleeves, giving them missions, perhaps proving the Alphas' loyalty to their deities. What is it with the deities lately? The mortal realm is in for a big surprise after the demigods learn more about the war that has happened. Unfamiliar voices and faces will slowly reveal the truth about what the world will soon become: a battlefield. Our heroes will have to sacrifice something for the sake of their future... or is it a someone?