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[ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐈𝐈 𝐨𝐟 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ] Twelve year runway sovereign Zaara Mehra is a living nightmare for Misogyny. A cold blooded misandrist with an untouchable ego, she treats men like a disposable buffet, tasting, using, and discarding them. This toxic "fuckgirl" rules with a tongue of fire, her bed a revolving door of trophies kept only to satisfy her spite and lust. But when she sets her sights on her brother's best friend, it isn't for love. It's for conquest. Because how dare he ignore her? Avyaan Vittore Rosso is a master of clay and carnage. In one life, a world-renowned sculptor, in another, a lethal field agent. With a scathing misogynistic philosophy and a deep hatred for a woman's touch, he keeps his world sealed in ice. When he returns to India, he meets fire. To him, Zaara is nothing more than a pebble beneath his shoe. But Zaara doesn't take "no" for an answer. She doesn't want his heart, she wants him broken, stripped of his pride and kneeling at the foot of her bed. As their toxic psychological warfare unfolds, a nightmare rises from Egypt. A name that shouldn't exist resurfaces, in whispers, bloodstained reports, and impossible patterns. The Midnight Serpent: Cleopatra. She has returned, not for a kingdom, but for a massacre. A poisonous seductress of ritualistic crime, she declares a war of vengeance. The men of Qasr el-Raml live in terror, for they are her only targets. In her wake, one rule remains: Survivors do not see her face.

❝So want a fuck lesson?❞ ❝Yes of course Mr.Hood ❞

Das ist eine Story zwischen ein Fuckgirl 💀 und Fuckboy 💀. Schaut bitte das Video im ersten Kapitel an, wenn ihr mehr über diese Geschichte wissen wollt. ich veröffentliche den Anfang in wenigen Tagen. Diese Story ist nicht für Menschen unter 16 Jahren geeignet ( 💦)

This is a real diary, not a fictional story. Creating a blog would take so much effort so I decided to publish my daily thoughts here. NOTE: - All the names will be changed so my own privacy. - This is literally a diary published in Wattpad so my writing is random and all over the place. - There will be a lot of swearing, I promise. - You're free to judge but keep it to yourself. - Everything that I write will be raw and I will never invent stories here. - Read at your own risk.

Venice and Dylan. From long time strangers to friends. From friends to lovers. From Lovers to Friends. From Friends to Strangers. What's next when two people with a past talk to each other again after four months?

Y/n know she isn't the best at keeping it in her pants. She never cheated, God no, but she would either switch partner when she get bored or have multiples hook up. What happen when a certain Canadian don't let her get what she wants? And that certain Canadian end up being her boss G!p intersex reader

"You look so much prettier when you smile." "And you look so much prettier when your mouth's shut." Lisa is kind of a fuckgirl and Chaeyoung kind of can't stand how she has every girl wrapped around her finger. That's why she's going to knock the fuckgirl off of her pedestal and show her how easy it is to take her place.

*true story* "Are you still in love with her?'' I asked while trying to cover the disappointment in my voice. ...

Jeder kennt sie, diese Leute die eins zu eins ihrem Klischee entsprechen. Ruby wird von vielen auch einfach in eine Klischee Schublade gesteckt. Die vorlaute Ruby, jeder kennt sie, viele meiden sie. Ja auch sie entspricht auf dem ersten Blick dem Typischen Badgirl Klischee. Sie hat es probiert, wirklich. SIe wollte den Leuten zeigen das du mehr sein kannst als in eine Schublade zu passen. Mittlerweile hat sie aufgegeben und gibt sich ihrem Leben in dieser Schublade voll und ganz hin. Doch sie hat immer ein Fuß in der Tür, hier und da erkennt man Züge eines versteckten da seins oder eines verstecktem Charakter. Und so wird sie das neue Zielobjekt einer unmoralischen, kindischen Jungswette. " Wetten du bekommst sie nicht innerhalb von 2 Wochen ins Bett ohne Einfluss von Drogen oder Alkohol" lachte Ian neben mir auf. Mister ich glaub du unterschätz mich. Mein Grinsen wurde breiter und meine Augen verfolgten Sie. Ich wendete mein Blick nicht von ihr ab während ich ihm locker :" Ohh glaub mir, sie fährt die selbe Schiene wie wir. Ihr Bett soll angeblich dem Flughafen von LA gleichen. Die würde es sogar hinter der Turnhalle mit mir treiben. Sie ist genauso wie alle BadBoys oder BadGirls. Mich würde es nicht wundern wenn sie nicht auch schon so einiges gewettet hat." antwortete. Ian zog nachdenklich die Augenbraue hoch. " OK, bekom sie rum, mach das unmögliche möglich, lass sie sich in dich verlieben und du hast den Freifahrschein zu meiner Schwester plus meinem Bike." na das klingt doch nach einer Herausforderung. Ich spuckte einmal in meinem Hand um den Deal zu besiegeln. " Wie sagt der Typ im Fernsehe immer so schön, Top die Wette gilt"...

"Under en dag förändrades allt, från dåligt till bra och från bra till dåligt. Vad gjorde jag för fel? Va det jag som förstörde vårt förhållande? Va det jag och mitt utseende? " Den här berättelsen kommer handla om kärlek, ensamhet, depression och hur man ser på sig själv. Det här är min första berättelse så ni får ha överseende om det blir några små fel ibland, men över det hoppas jag ni vill läsa den och kommer gilla den. :)

♡groupchat♡ -sad teens -goth teens -self harm -fuckboys -funny -Korean -bts(later on) -1D(later on) -5sos(later on) -other boy bands and shit

Content Warning:** This story contains explicit language and graphic sexual content. Proceed at your own discretion. Ellie, a generally solitary 25-year-old student, finds herself torn between private and public life, between friendship and sexual identity. We follow her as she gets caught up in strange entanglements, stumbles through contradictions, and slowly carves out her own path-through winding labyrinths that often feel like dead ends... and sometimes truly are. Because, as we all know, adulthood doesn't come at the same time for everyone. Some of the people she meets along the way will be nothing more than passing strangers. Others will change everything. This is my first attempt at writing and sharing here, so I genuinely appreciate your support, feedback, and constructive critique-especially from those of you who've been here longer.

Kalani Rodriguez de nacionalidad cubana , una chica de 19 años narrando su historia hasta el dia de hoy , llena de muertes , amor , odio ,desilusion , oveja negra de su familia . Ella entra al mundo del alcohol y de las drogas , pero lo conoce a el . Jaden el chico lindo del instituto rival , el unico que si vio lo que era ella en realidad .Pero lo que no saben es que el es un narco y todo el mundo lo anda buscando . - ¿Qué pasará cuando estos dos se conozcan? -Kalani se abrirá completamente hacia el -Kalani entrara al mundo de las drogas ? Sigue leyendo y descrubrelo

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Meet Jade, she isn't a supermodel, or your smartest gal, or the best influence. She is a normal teenager, except she is involved in thr wrong group. She isn't the most attractive person or the most athletic and yet, Ann Willbur has an extremely huge crush on her. Ever since the summer of 6th grade, going into 7th. Meet Ann Willbur, a straight A student involved in student council and athletics. She has been told she has the perfect face, yet she heavily disagrees with that. She is probably the exact opposite from Jade, except for athletics. Though, opposites attract, and they have similarites just not a lot. Maybe this whole Jade and Ann Willbur thing could work out, she says playing it out in her mind. Even though the two have changed, just maybe Ann will be able to win Jade back. Or is she too caught up in love to realize the real person she should fight for? [ hi i decided to create this book because I couldn't find a book on Wattpad that I could relate to and I didn't want anyone feeling lonely. ] < real reason why I created this, it sounded so innocent and pure I didn't have the heart to remove it. >

"Btw, Karma is a bitch. Oh, scratch that honey. It's charm"