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Roses are Red violets are blue, you're my secret admirer but who on earth are you? Letisha has moved to her new school, Arizona high and is startled when she starts to receive love letters in her locker after only been at school for a short few weeks. Finding it hard to focus on the scholarship she is trying to receive, she finds herself in love with the words on the paper as she tries to find out who is behind these soft and gentle words. Could it be English sweet heart Christian and or Devilishly handsome Noah, or neither? The last few letters she receives begin to scare Letti as she contemplates if it's a love letter or an obsession letter.

So yeah !! Itss time for a school love story of 2 different persons with 2 different mentality and this story may take you to your own school days even! Sry for a long break as ur author was busy a lil bit busy with her personal lifee!! You will have a great time reading this new love story so updates will be given every weekend and in week days if author is available! Letss get into the story ❤

"How long would you want me to be there in your life? " Alfred asked. "Forever" Sophia replied. Alfred just smiled thinking of the possibilities that he and Sophia could live in the world of forever. He tried to savor all the moments that they have had, doing some picnics, sharing sorrowful and happy stories, extending help from one another and be a blessing to others. All of the sudden, everything turned sour when Alfred had to let her go when he suffered from severe pneumonia. He did not want Sophia to carry out the heavy cross that he had faced. She wanted to stay in his arms till his last breath. It is not a compliment. It is a promise.

Normally, a love story starts with how two people meet for the first time. Let's just say, ours was a little far-fetched. It all began with stolen glances, wonder and a bit of curiosity to stir some mystery inch by inch. Not one word was said, no voice was muttered even in the slightest sound, but everything unsaid was written on a piece of paper, waiting to be read and rewritten, day by day as letters, exchanged with a simple sentence or question, spurred my unbridled love. A sticky note on a cup of coffee, that later on, developed as letters at the back of her usual coffee shop table, was just enough for our love story to take off... and this is How We Never Met. [FULL SUMMARY INSIDE] DEMI LOVATO AND NIALL HORAN DIALL STORY

"I made the mistake on purpose to look at your face which caused me to end up where I am now. I'm happy but I'm also not. Tell me, will you ever love me back?" "....Yes" He responded. Cover made by @Lee-Suan

Yeah it sound weird but its true. Two boys had stolen my heart and stolen another girls too. We couldn't choose which guy we wanted so we solved the problem by marrying each other. I might not kiss her or anything but i love her like a sister and I can deal with sharing as long as its with her.

History. Especially past history is negatively conceptualized in contemporary time, whether it’d be an odious mémoire of who you once were or of your flagrant bad taste in men, it’s often delineated as an undesirable period of your existence and is conventionally discarded and forgotten due to the constant embarrassment and mortification it exudes. According to Ena Zias, history is nothing more than history, absent and inconsequential. But what if her family's history exposed staggering secrets and repressed memories? What if it was the key to who she is? If only Ena's family's history was derived from a textbook...