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The Colour Of Us ✔ | Funny new Teen Fiction | by misswarrenwrites
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Seventeen-year old first year college student Josie Clarke would prefer not to blush the colour crimson at every little thing, but Idiopathic Craniofacial Erythema, a chronic facial condition doesn't play fair. In fact, it's as uncontrollable as the cruel taunts assigned by mean girl Maddie Parish since primary school and hard to ignore. And after a catastrophically mortifying Media Studies presentation in front of the whole class, Josie starts to believe she'll never feel normal. However, music obsessed student Max Montgomery isn't about to let her give up so easily. He claims to know how it feels to be held to ransom by red cheeks and soon, they must both band together to compete in the end of term charity talent show. With high hopes of proving their lifelong detractors wrong, all bets are on, but at what cost? * * * * * * * * * * * * * Copyright (c) 2019 J. E. Warren Cover Design - Miss Warren Writes
His Light, Her Darkness by FoggyCloudyWords
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"You are mine!" He roars. "I will do whatever it takes to make you know that. Whether it means I lock you up in a prison and throw away the key." Footsteps come rushing into the dining room, and I turn to see multiple men--guards I suppose, flanking one another. Each of their hands rest on things within their jackets. Which i can only guess are guns. What else would they be? He waves them off and stalks towards me, standing behind my chair. I try to turn my head to look behind me, at him, but his hands move to the sides of my face, stopping me. "I can give you the world Mia. I am no fool. I know that love takes time, and I will give you as much as it takes. But you are mine." He says so calmly. -------------------------- When Mia Jones, a College student from Australia with a mysterious past is offered the opportunity to work as a translator for a man she had never heard of in New York City, she had assumed it would be a normal job, little did she know it would be the end of her freedom. Matteo Giovanni is the most feared Mafia leader in New York, and the whole country, heir to the Italian Mafia, he is used to getting what he wants. And when he sees Mia walk into his office for a job interview, he knows he wants her. She is his light, and he is her darkness. Will Mia ever be able to escape Matteo and the Mafia, or will she fall in love before she can stop herself? WARNING: Within this story there is coarse language, themes and violence. ______________________ #1 in Romance 29/10/2020 ----------------------------------- Began: 21/08/2020 Completed: 13/01/2021
Be My Mistake | ✓ by NamjoonBieber
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"The reason we can't let go of someone is because deep inside, we still have hope." Then, let go. That so-called hope, it's destroying you. "It was us against the world, what happened?" She didn't appreciate the world you were offering her. "We were once so damn happy." Stop looking for happiness in the same place you lost it. It was once there, but not anymore. - - - His heart belongs to someone else. Her heart belongs to him. She wants to be his moonlight in the dark. He... he wants her to be his mistake. **Full Summary Inside**
Sleepwalker by humored
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When the quiet girl in Clayton Hugh's chemistry class comes knocking on his door at five in the morning barely covered up in her little pajamas, inattentive, and drooling like crazy, he has no choice but to take her inside. But once Lucy Walker wakes up inside a room she has never seen before wearing an over-sized t-shirt and gym shorts, you can imagine the pure panic setting in her. The subtle addition of Clayton entering the room shirtless doesn't help much either. After three years of fawning over him, leave it up to her sleepwalking to finally get Clayton Hugh to notice her.
BSC // ON HOLD by Hafsa_Sabih
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Behind Silk Curtains// On Hold Eyes, oh those green eyes. His eyes. She couldn't help but remember the intensity they held. Ouff magically beautiful they were. And how they had looked at her. Her toes had even blushed pink. " Keep your distance at all measures from him." The softest of voice broke her sweet trance and she snapped her surprised eyes through the reflection onto the woman who had spoken. " Uhm hmm." She hummed for the longest of time not knowing how to respond. She bit her lip slightly, her eyes no longer meeting the eyes of the woman who combed her hair; looking at the young woman all too knowingly. How had the old woman known what she was thinking about. But how could she not know, she had looked over the princess from the day she was born to this date. All of her twenty two years were looked over by the old woman. " Why Bano?" She had asked in the lowest of voice. Hesitating throughout. Bano was what she called the old woman. Bano's hands carefully curled around her shoulders and she leaned down to the princess's ear level. " Because he's from your father's rivals. " (Entire description inside) - The most beautiful girl in the entire state, daughter of the Chandpur's king, gets her toes tangled in the knots of delicate innocent love with the enemy. Risking her father's honour against the war of love. The handsome prince of Mehranpur, falls for the princess he shouldn't be with. Risking his state and his title. The rival's daughter is the last thing he should be thinking about yet faith had other things in store for two hearts. Join in Miraal and Dilawar as they take you through their journey of lies, deceit, war, scars, betrayal, love and everlasting peace. Join them in their biggest secret to reveal what hides behind Silk curtains. The castles would never be the same again and so would the hearts. ❤
Descent of Lies √ by rameesharants
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Dameer Esfendyar al-Badr, the Crown Prince of the kingdom in exile, has long ago forgotten the rules of royalty. Too bad Mahin Arsalan is back to remind him of every last one - especially the one that had haunted him for years : ❛ what is a king without his queen? ❜ | NOW PUBLISHED ON AMAZON |
Loyalty Or Honour (Book 3) by randomthoughts96
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The time has come for Hunter, the only illegitimate son of the late Lord Usani, to know the true meaning of family, loyalty and honour. The path ahead is fraught with danger. Three women will compete to win his heart. But which of them is honest and true? The choice will be in his hands but with everything else contending for his attention, will he make the right one? Treachery, heartbreak and death awaits him... (Third Book in the Honour Series) Read after Love and Honour!
House of Glass | Complete ✔ by Roozieh
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𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙞𝙡, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙮. 𝘼 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 Naushad and Faiza Gilani. The richest Indian business couple in Budapest. Socialites with a seemingly perfect life, that is until something disrupts their personal heaven. An undisclosed secret which threatens to shake their very existence. How far will they go to protect it?
Scarred by LetsBreatheWords_
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#16 in Spiritual (12/3/17) Her heart was silently twisted and scarred, Her tongue was tied and lips were sealed, Her eyes forecasted and silence spoke volumes, She hid her pain whilst saving others, Letting him carve her skin, Till the last drop of blood oozed out of her flesh. She wore those scars with a hollow smile, Until her knight came with a mirthful grin, He had no shining armour or a sword; Just a heart of pure gold, He picked her up and showed her the way; To the path which led to colors. She walked on a lane bloomed with flowers, But now she knew to look for the thorns, She healed other from the wounds she had, She was Scarred to be mend, She was pushed to be held. Disclaimer: No part of this book is in anyway associated with real life character or events. The story may contain Muslim characters but they are NOT the real image of the religion. Warning: This story contains slightly mature content and violence. Cover Credit: ItsFirstMalaika
The Woman With The Headscarf by BookgirlingMoments
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[Sequel to The Girl With The Headscarf] [Highest ranking yet: #9 in Spiritual] » she came undone and it was a beautiful tragedy «