-Mate -la escuchó murmurar, casi en un ronroneo. Por su tono de voz, apostaba a que tenía una gran sonrisa en el rostro-. Mía. ➳

"Me gusta tu camisa" - número desconocido. Este no es mi fic, solo es una traducción. Todos los créditos al escritor @alwayshalfway Nombre original: Between the lines.

"Aesthetic relativism is the idea that beauty is relative to an individual's taste or preferences and that beauty is not one universal thing but, in fact, endless things to infinite people." She craned her neck to look at me. "You, Camila Cabello, are my definition of beauty and from about a week ago to the rest of my life, the beauty I see in everything and everyone will all be relative to you." RANK: #19 in Fanfiction COVER BY: SLOTHTATO

"When I was broken you picked up my pieces and put them back together."

Secretos y verdades...

Sequel to CC7

Looking for her soulmate is so tiring. She didn't have a choice. It's to kill or be killed. It's a prophecy she wished she never knew. The sun will kill the darkness and the moon shall not be allowed to rise. Celestial bodies shall not exist at same sky for it is what's wise. 
But if heaven permit they do and exist peacefully
Thou shall break the curse that's written in stone eternally. *** - indicates flashbacks camren | soulmates au [seriously the favorite book i ever wrote. love this book and i'll love you]

A colletion of great camren stories.Credits go to the wonderfull authors of these amazing fics.If you guys have any suggestions, feel free to message me. Cover made by korslay,go check her out!

Camila is the semi-optimistic teen girl, some may say wise beyond her years, who fears insanity in the future. Lauren is the one that fears she will be the cause of her own demise, and there's nothing she can do about it. None the less, she buries pieces of her soul in all her works of art. To most people, the capabilities of our minds is one of the greatest in the world. To people like Lauren and Camila, it's one of the scariest. The two are well aware that there's always that slim chance that you can slip away, not just from others, but from yourself, and it's no ones fault. It's just how it is. How you deal with this realization, well that's something completely different. So the question lies: How can they make the most of the parts of their past that do nothing but linger around them? Will it pull them together, or tear them apart?