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Lilah by AshlynPope
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She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)
1001 Nights by ellechanel
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❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016
The Golden Girl  by iiqueenbee_
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*WATTPAD FEATURED* *UNEDITED* "You can't erase the pain, nor can I. You can't erase the reasons behind my fake smiles, you can't change the past, nor can I. We can't turn each other's faith, we can't vanish each other's mistakes, but I promise, I promise you that through all your regrets, pain and heartbreaks, I will be there for you, I will be there for you to love you, to support you, to be your pillar. I will always be there with you, in the same road. Yah, I can't promise to make the pain go away but, but I promise that you will not face it alone, you're never going to face it alone. We are going to do that together, for each other." - The Golden Girl **************************************** ©iiqueenbee_ | 2018 Featured by : @talentscouts Completed.
Malakai - PUBLICATĂ by SinusIridum
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Cartea este publicată, iar pe site sunt postate doar primele capitole! Se poate comanda de aici: https://bookzone.ro/landings/malakai-a-stephanie/ Nimeni nu știe exact de ce Malakai se îndreaptă spre pierzanie, dând cu piciorul șansei de a avea un viitor strălucit. Iar Hannah nici măcar nu e curioasă. Unii ar spune că a fost un miraloc, dar ea i-ar contrazice. A fost o pură coincidență care avea să-i dea viața peste cap. O dimineață ca oricare alta. Un accident. O viață salvată. MALAKAI nu este doar o poveste de dragoste. Este o poveste despre coincidențe, supraviețuire, despre prietenie, responsabilități, sacrificii si speranță. Și despre cum uneori partea cea mai grea nu e să salvezi viața altei persoane, ci să o ții in viață. "Nu mi-am dorit niciodată să mă îndrăgostesc, să devin vulnerabilă și să am pumnul unei alte persoane încleștat în jurul inimii mele" ❝Malakai își deschide pachetul de țigări, eu deschid geamul. Malakai își toarnă un pahar de alcool, eu iau cutia cu suc. Malakai deschide televizorul, eu îi trântesc caietul de teme sub nas. Malakai rânjește, în timp ce mie îmi vine să plâng. Malakai mă alungă, iar eu tot continui să mă întorc la el. Malakai e încruntat mereu, eu nu îmi pot ascunde zâmbetul. Malakai urăște, eu iubesc. Și, cu toate astea, când îi spun să se ducă la naiba, el îmi spune că, eventual, se va opri acolo, dar se va întoarce la mine. ❞ Copyright © 2016 A. Stephanie