Keandra storie

Do you still believe in love? If your answer is yes, then why? Why aren't you scared of love? Love can betray you like a snake biting you from behind, break you into million pieces like dropping a fragile wine glass on the fifth floor. Love can also provoke you to be vulnerable by stripping your heart and soul to be naked in front of the eyes of your beloved partner, as you bestow that power over him. Love can drive you crazy like trusting the key to your cherished partner as you watch him go away from the prison.. Leaving you in a cold dark room, waiting for him to turn back and free you once again. He's the one who gives warmth on winter days. His touches are comforting to the point that your veins got used to him. You are enchanted. You caught yourself drowning in lavender haze as you realize that a day without hearing his voice is not enough to complete those echoes in your brain. You always find yourself wondering if he thinks about you, because you always yearn to see his face. Your secret talent is that you can draw his face well on paper just relaying to your memory, because you know him better than anyone. You know his moles, his dimples, his different types of smile, his mannerism.. His dreams, his hopes, his fears, and his traumas.

It wasn’t supposed to be that way. Sandra Bullock just had a great time from an award show she attended. But when the party’s over and all are gone, an uninvited visitor came bringing fear and possible danger. How could she escape or fight the threat if she was all alone?

The fanfic love story of my fave OTP keanu reeves and sandra bullock

Time. She never wanted the distance between them was so real as now. Here, she still had time.

Sandra Bullock is recovering from her divorce and doesn't believe in love and happiness. She starts working on a movie with one of her favourite co-stars. Luckily he teachers Sandra how to love once again.

So I can lie and say I'm normal, or go straight to the point. Hi, I’m Keandra Simons and I’m a sixteen year old training in the art of witchcraft. So does that make me an anti-social outcast at school? Nope. In fact, I have a lot of friends. Did I use magic to get this way? Nope. Do I use magic to clean my room or house, cook and sometimes for my homework? Sure, who wouldn’t? So up until now, my life has been… semi-normal. Of course, when the new guy, Loki, shows interest in me and confronts me about being a witch, my life goes spiralling downwards as I get dragged into a war between creatures that I never knew, but suspected could, exist.