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"There is a little bit of devil in her angel eyes." [Book 1] // © 2014 Qveendom. All Rights Reserved. || Editor: @lola7909 || Highest Rank #1 in fanfiction
"There is a little bit of devil in her angel eyes." [Book 1] // © 2014 Qveendom. All Rights Reserved. || Editor: @lola7909 || Highest Rank #1 in fanfiction
The passionate story of Tessa and Hardin continues as family secrets, deep betrayals, and career opportunities threaten to tear them apart.
This is the sequel (continuation) of After. Hardin and Tessa's relationship will be tested in ways she never expected, but he knew of all along.
"It's hard letting go. I'm finally at peace but it feels wrong." {Under going editing. It's being rewritten from the beginning, grammatical errors are being fixed. Should be completely edited and polished by December}
يقف امامها ببرود ورغبه جامحه في الانتقام علي عكسها تماما تقف بضحكه مشرقه وعينان تلتمع بضي الحب ونور السعاده ... ليقترب منها بخطوات بطيئه ليغزر في قلبها نصل الكره والانتقام .. ولكن هي لم تبكي لم تصرخ لم تتذمر وحتي لم تتألم فقط امسكت يده و جذبته اليها محتضنه اياه ..... فبعد ان كان النصل بقلبها اصبح بقلبه ايضا وبعد ان...
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.
"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his he...
لوي، فتى في السادسه عشر ينتقل مع عائلته لبلده جديده، لبداية جديده، ولكن يحدث أن تقع عينا قس عليه، وتبدأ رحلته بين الصحيح والخاطىء BoyxBoy Not a love story:ليست قصة حب *مكتمله.
إنَّهَا فَقَطْ أروَاحٌ تَائِهَة بِذَاتِهَا الحَقِيقِية، ذَاكَ الركنُ الحالِكُ مِنْك. - جميع تلك الخواطر من كتاباتي، غير مُقتبسة. أَخَذْتُ: #1 in words #5 in depression #3 in writing #4 in thoughts #2 كلمات
الهدوء يضُمر بالمكان.. الطرق الندية بالقطرات المطرية الصغيرة تقحم نفسها بالطريق، تطير تلك الورقة الصغيرة المهترئة، متآكلة الأطراف.. لتهوى على الأرض المستوية للطريق الفارغ. سرعان ما يبرز كيانًا أسود ضئيل فى نهاية الطريق، يركض بسرعة عالية مسابقًا الرياح بأقصى ما لديه، يقترب أكثر فأكثر.. ليظهر الشعر الطويل الذى إنسدل على...
'I was too weak, too tired, and too ashamed to face him. But two strong arms pulled me in close made me gasp for a lungful of air.. A strong hold and a sweet broken voice of his kept chanting "I'm sorry.." I held back to him.. But a cruel voice in the back of my head kept answering his apologies by "Idiot.. He doesn't...