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❝Η Σαρλίν Σκότ δε μιλάει, γι'αυτό ζωγραφίζει. Ο Χάρι Γουίλσον είναι ένα άγνωστο χρώμα, γι'αυτό πηγαίνει με τα πάντα.❞ «1η θέση στην κατηγορία Romance του Wattpad.» ΒΡΑΒΕΙΟ WATTYS 2016 ΣΤΗΝ ΚΑΤΗΓΟΡΙΑ ΣΥΛΛΕΚΤΙΚΗ ΕΚΔΟΣΗ. All Rights Reserved © annalazou Σεπτέμβριος 2015 - Αύγουστος 2016 [Αυτοτελές βιβλίο]

Και το μονο που εψαχνε ήταν να βρει καποια που θα απολαμβανε το χαος του λες και γεννηθηκε για να ζει μαζι του σε αυτο . Και εκεινη..Ηθελε εναν παραδεισο Και εκεινος της προσφερε την κολαση . Do not copy the story . All Rights Reserved

❝I was born with a rather weak heart and I'll die along with it in this empty house and professor Jihyun teaching me the piano.❞ N O T E; even though I wrote this story, it's been solely translated by Chrysafenia because I make mistakes in english. Make sure to follow her & read her stories ⓒ Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be copied, reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact flourishy on Wattpad.com

Candice Woods is not your normal freshman. She's a survivor of a dreadful past that she'll do everything in her power to conceal. Her earthshaking dreams are her motivator, and love is her absolute enemy. Until her life gets turned upside down the moment she meets The Folks- a group of related rich students - and she finds herself being sucked into their den, and to her horror, she starts falling for the worst of them, Dylan Evans. Dylan Evans is your ultimate bad boy. After his girlfriend's death, he becomes a walking corruption. Relationships are his least interest, much less love. The moment Candice forces herself into his life and starts breaking his rules, he's determined to diminish her walls, only to find himself pulling her inside his. And both of their worlds morph into blues. *This book includes explicit language and content. © 2017 by Raghdanezzat/ Raghda Nagy All rights reserved.

The mundane story of an arty promiscuous boy and a daisy loving law girl who own opposite windows and talk occasionally.

as the title suggests

"What if I died tomorrow," he whispered into my ear. "Then I'll miss you forever like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies," I replied. Cover made by: @mon-fleur

"Kiss me." He orders, slamming my locker shut. "Is she coming?" I ask, turning my head to look behind me, but he grabs my face and makes me look up at him. "Yes, now kiss me." I do as told, getting on my tippy toes as I lean up to kiss him. He kisses me back slowly, before he pins me against the lockers and deepens the kiss. My eyes widen and I try to push him away. This isn't part of the deal. He pulls away, a full on smirk plastered on his face. "I lied." He confesses, turning around. "She wasn't coming." Then, he walks away.