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Impulse (Published) by fl0wersniffinwh0re
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She realized that her love for her professor was probably nothing more than a childish infatuation. She wasn't in love with him. She was in love with the thoughts that came with him. Flashbacks of Disney Movies and Nicholas Sparks book made movies flashed through her brain as she wished to reach for his hand and clasp his. She longed for that love she had always witnessed as a young girl. She wanted to be a princess but the truth was she wanted to be saved. She wanted to be rescued. But not from the dragon guarding her castle or from the evil stepmother. She wanted to be saved from herself. From the demons that guarded her brain and her evil spirit haunting her every waking moment. She wanted someone to see the life in her she thought had died as soon as the movies stopped rolling. The dream to be a princess failed to come the next night. And the love for herself dropped like petals from a flower. Not a typical student- teacher love story.
Control by Ilovesweets
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"Tóso ómorfi," someone almost growled behind me. My heart jolted with shock in my chest as I shrieked and whirled around. An imposing man stood before me, his almost-black eyes full of desire. The sleek tuxedo he was wearing fitted the broad expanse of his torso like a second skin. His sun kissed complexion was without flaw and a shadow crept across the shape of his clean shaven jawline. I could smell the bittersweet musk of his aftershave from where I was standing. He was the human vessel of Adonis. In less than two steps, he had strode forwards until he was right in front of my face. I could not breathe. The air was as heavy as lead in my lungs. A second passed. He paused-I allowed the moment I had to recoil from him to dissipate around us-and he gripped my chin hard and pushed his mouth fiercely over mine. I was paralyzed and my mind raced. Why was he in the women's toilets? Frances Hayward is a journalist known for her ice queen demeanour-despite her popular articles discussing the do's and don'ts of romance as alter ego Valerie D'Voire. She is also cursed with the burden of keeping her emotions in check after an accident in her past. Ensuring her dormant state is natural for Frances, but tensions run high and remaining in control proves difficult when she meets Greek bachelor Mr Krieos.
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