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choose | luke hemmings by abstractstyles
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It's you, May. You're what I want forever. [COMPLETE] achievements: #1 in fanfiction
After by imaginator1D
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Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.
Our Tainted Hearts(#1 Confused Cliche Love Series) by Liscine
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Blake and Ray are two different people. Blake is the innocent good girl while Ray is the deadly quiet Bad Boy. The only ties they have together is their best friends who happen to be dating eachother. And Blakes best friend just happens to be her twin sister, Tessa. Tessa is a bad girl, she does what she wants and she doesn't care if she gets away with it or not. What happens when Tessa tries to bring innocent twin sister into her world of gangs, sex, drugs, and violence...what happens when Ray helps lure her in. ~ Soon Ray began to skim his lips across the curve of my neck, the way he seems to like, his arms uncrossed and his hands moved down to grip my waist. "When you do that," I let out, my voice unusually husky, "I feel weird." "Weird?" He asked before pressing a soft kiss to the juncture. I nodded my head and gripped his shoulders firmly. "Yeah, I feel all tingly, there's this knot on my stomach that comes when you're doing stuff like this, and when you took you're clothes off last night." Ray chuckled, placing another kiss on my skin, this time on my jaw. "You're feeling horny Blakey." Ray finally said after awhile of him just nipping at my skin, which felt wonderful by the way. "Horny," I asked, shocked. "You mean, sexually aroused?" I asked again, still in surprise. I can't believe this whole time I was aroused, and aroused sexually at the most. "Yes, Babe, you're sexually aroused. That's one sign that you might like a person, one of the first." Highest Rank: #1 Teen Fiction #6 in Romance THIS BOOK IS AVAILABLE FOR PURCHASE AS AN EBOOK OR PAPERBACK ON AMAZON AND KINDLE. Cover by @Eveninglatte
Mr. Executive by the_rebellionxx
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Alexander James is at the top of the food chain with his multi billion dollar company. Just the sound of his name makes men's blood boil in jealousy and women to go to long lengths just to get a second look back for his other worldly good looks. He's known to be a player and getting every woman he wants with just a snap of his fingers. Nora Davis is the awkwardly clumsy girl that most people wouldn't even give a second glance at. So when Nora who's been looking hard to find a good job after being fired unjustly from her previous one gets desperate and applies for a job at Alex & Co Enterprises knowing she won't get in but life is full of surprises and Nora receives exactly that in the shape of a smirking and adonis looking Alexander James. [COMPLETED BUT NEEDS A LOT OF EDITING SO BEAR WITH ME PLEASE]
Bad Boy's Game by beautifultragedies
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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.
Les mots nous lient, nos yeux les li(s)ent [EN SUSPENS] by ironieduciel
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"Aujourd'hui, c'est mon cœur qui pleure." "Et embarque-moi sur ce bateau naviguant sur les gouffres amères mais sucrés de l'amour." "Plongeons chacune dans le regard de l'autre, profitons de cet instant." Un recueuil bourré d'amour, en veux-tu en voilà ! Non vraiment, bourré d'amour. Limite niais. Bon, carrément niais. Fais gaffe, tu risques peut-être de gerber de l'amour à la fin. A tes risques et périls.
Ava by Unecoriace
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Le jeune londonnien Daniel Sigh et sa collègue Angèle vont travailler sur la mort énigmatique d'une jeune fille banale... ou presque. Voyagez à travers l'esprit de Sigh et appropriez-vous ses pensées, désirs, des sentiments dont seul vous et lui connaîtront l'existence. Partagez, avec lui, sa vie chaotique. - j'espère que cette histoire sera agréable à lire autant qu'elle m'est agréable à écrire !
7 Minuten im Himmel by Selena_Fan
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WARNUNG: Ich habe diese Geschichte geschrieben als ich sehr jung war und mittlerweile habe ich einen ganz anderen Schreibstil und ganz andere Ansichten, also kurzum: die Geschichte könnte für einige sehr cringe und klischeehaft sein :D Wenn ihr der Geschichte trotzdem eine Chance geben wollt, freue ich mich natürlich, aber ich habe euch gewarnt :D ------- Alle Blicke waren auf die sich drehende Flasche in der Mitte des Sitzkreises gerichtet. Wer ist als nächstes dran? Die Flasche landete auf...Kyle. Alle Mädels, mit eingeschlossen meiner besten Freundin Caro, schnappten nach Luft. Kyle überflog grinsend mit seinen Augen die zur Verfügung stehenden Mädels im Kreis. Als ob er sich eine aussuchen könnte...Wieder schaute jeder auf die Flasche, als Kyle sie nochmal drehte um herauszufinden, wer die 'Glückliche' war, die mit ihm für 7 Minuten in den Schrank musste. Die Flasche drehte sich immer langsamer und ich konnte förmlich die Gebete der Mädels, dass die Flasche auf sie zeigen sollte, hören. Das einzige Gebet, was ich in meinem Kopf hatte, war 'bitte nicht ich, bitte nicht ich, bitte nicht ich'. Ich versuchte mich zu beruhigen und nippte an meiner Bierflasche. Warum wollen sie alle 7 Minuten mit so einem arroganten, notgeilen Idioten alleine in einem engen Schrank verbringen? Ach ja...weil er ja so unglaublich gut aussieht und wenn man den Gerüchten glaubt ein Sexgott ist. Auf einmal spürte ich alle Blicke auf mir und erwachte aus meiner Starre. Verwirrt schaute ich die Leute an. Hab ich laut gedacht? Nein. Im nächsten Moment wusste ich warum mich alle anschauten. Die Flasche zeigte auf mich. "Rose..." Die Art, wie er meinen Namen aussprach, bereitete mir Gänsehaut. Ob das ein gutes Zeichen war oder nicht, wusste ich noch nicht. --- BITTE MACHT MEINE GESCHICHTE NICHT NACH! Das ist nicht nur unfair, sondern auch strafbar!! Höchster Rang: ♥♥♥ #1 in Jugendliteratur ♥♥♥