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  • Not A Lolita Story por 4everchips
    4everchips
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      LECTURAS 123
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      Partes 1
    A young adult girl is in love with someone older. She aches for him, longs for him. But they can never be together. He's in love with someone else.
  • ♡︎♥︎𝙽𝚢𝚖𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎♥︎♡︎ por vintagenymphet
    vintagenymphet
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      LECTURAS 34
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      Partes 1
    a simple guide to nymphet and lolita fashion/lifestyle. this will give examples of clothing, hair, makeup, accessories, music, mannerisms, and many other things. i hope you enjoy! ♡︎VintageNymphet (𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑠 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑)
  • Lolita: A New Beginning  por moonietaylor98
    moonietaylor98
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      LECTURAS 1,316
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      Partes 6
    After the unexpected death of her father, Lola is sent away to America. Alaska to be exact, to live with her grandfather Dick. Here she realizes just why her mother left in the first place. A book. A dreaded, awful, book. Lola tries to understand why her grandmother would want to be with a grown man, she doesn't get how Dolores could get involved with someone so close to the family- until she meets James Morris, a man that helps her grandfather on his Alaskan homestead. His presence is hated at first, annoying and intimidating. But James finds his way to the core of Lola's being. James teaches Lola the life lessons she despised H.H. for- love, sex, intimacy with all strings attached. She falls hard for the man. Harder than she had expected. So what happens when her mother falls into the picture, or when the police get suspicious about the pairs closeness? Will anyone truly understand the hardship, or will Lola resort to the family secret, and live out her best Lolita?
  • Lolita: El otro lado. por TheOtherLolita
    TheOtherLolita
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      LECTURAS 28
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      Partes 2
    "Humbert, tormenta en mi vida, dolor de mis entrañas, pavor mío, pesadilla mía. Humbert Humbert, dos veces el demonio ha tenido que nombrarte. Escuchar tu nombre hacía que mi piel se estremeciera y las náuseas me invadieran, más aún a sabiendas de que no podía escapar de ti, no tenía a dónde ir. Me llamabas Lolita. Tu Lolita. Se me retorcían las entrañas cuando mi nombre salía de tu boca, cuando me acercabas a tus brazos y susurrabas Lolita."