this is a story about a BLACK WOMAN who just got a well paying job and all of sudden ends up in a three way relationship with 2 of her coworkers😵‍💫

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Christopher el playboy y Clayton el Capitán de fútbol Americano irresistible fueron enviados a un internado por mal comportamiento y pasando los límites de promiscuidad. Pero, ¿qué sucede cuando Christopher comienza a sentirse observado o Casey extrañamente empieza a espantar sus conquistas? Bueno, se podría decir que todo empezó con una noche y una apuesta muy especial. Como dicen, en las apuestas todo vale. O algo así. ❝Un playboy, un Capitán de fútbol Americano, una espanta chicos y una fresita no es buena mezcla, ¿oh sí?❞ ______________________ [S E E D IT A R Á C O R R I G I E N D O E S C E N A S Y A G R E G A N D O N U E V A S] PD: Esta historia está más hecha especialmente para diversión. No juzguen y sólo diviértanse libremente.

According to Tessa Bailey, "Love comes in many forms. It's not always sweet. Or comfortable. Sometimes it's selfish and consuming. Volatile. It makes choices for you. It demands you obey it, not taking no for an answer. And it's usually right. It knows you better than you know yourself." Somebody asked me before what my definition of love was. It was a simple question, but when you have experienced that powerful, amazing, yet terrifying feeling of love, you'll find yourself struggling to put it into words. It's true. We all have different versions of our answers to that question, but the gist of it is pretty much the same. We all have different perceptions of love. We all see it differently. We all have different ways to measure it. And we certainly have different ways of showing it. Just the very mention of love immediately made me think of coffee-stained books, midnight driving on a school night, hearing his laughter, seeing that familiar curve of his smile, remembering how he looked at me when he thought I didn't notice, feeling his lips on mine. It made me think of walking down the streets wearing one shoe and dragging him by the shirt behind me. Love simply made me think of him. And I think that was the very first time I felt like I was really falling for him. I was just afraid of admitting it to myself, but I had loved him then. But for me, love always comes with a sacrifice. It's what balances the sheer bliss of feeling love. There will always be a sacrifice to be made, a choice to be chosen, something to be left behind. For some, it might've been going against your family's wishes, breaking friendships, letting go of your dreams, or even sacrificing your own freedom, just for it --- for love. But in my case, my sacrifice just had to be him. My choice was to break his heart. And I had to leave him behind. And it was already given that in order to break his heart, I had to break mine first.

'Hikâyenin sonunda hepimiz ölüyoruz bitmeden biraz eğlenelim.'

In a world where imagination isn't only frowned upon, but illegal, someone must safeguard the very thing that keeps dreams alive: books. For over 60 years Constance has safeguarded the world's last library. Now she's older and she's looking for another to take on the mantel of the Last Librarian. Raised in the Underslums since birth, Magnolia only knows one thing for certain. That obedience is the key to survival. She doesn't want to fight, she doesn't want to change the world. She wants her family to stay alive. But with Inspectors swarming the city, searching for dreamers and disease creeping around every corner even that seems impossible. Until Magnolia finds a treasure that has been long since forgotten-a book. It's value is immeasurable and she sets out to trade it for medicine. But she will recieve far more than she bargained for including a new job and an underground rebellion that needs her help. She didn't want this. She doesn't want to be a rebel. She just wants her family to survive. But after Magnolia learns the sickening truth about the Council she discovers that some things are worth fighting for. ___________________________ BOOK ONE: The Safeguarding Sentiments Series - #56 in Science Fiction - this is my first draft and it will remain largely unedited until around June 2018 - Copyright © 2017 Miranda Smith No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission of the author.

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