histórias de Stangerstolovers

'Unknowingly made for each other' pack.

❝𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑴𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒔 𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔❞ _________________________________________ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ...... ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ when 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨 likes one of 𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞's instagram post and everyone thinks they are dating or rising popstar 𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞 is making a name for herself in 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐨's life with out even meaning too MATT STURN x FEM!OC realife x social media

Fashion designer and Internet personality Zahir Patel will have to travel back to the place he hates most. America. Leaving London entails bad things and run ins,such include Austin Morgan. All for a title of head designer,the even. Kissing a major shareholder,odds. What happens next? Second book in the Diolouge Project trilogy,hope you enjoy :3

Taglish Romance , Drama (?) Fan Fiction !!Remake!! Credits to the owners of the pictures I used ♡

A girl ready to move on and a glitchy phone... What happened to her phone? Will she find out the truth? What really cause her husband to leave and where is he now?

❛chris i literally met you on the street, this isnt a movie❜ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ... chris sturniolo bumbs into arabella hayes at night, on the los angeles streets, and gets her number with a cheesy pickup line... ❝𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝, 𝐰𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐢𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐬❞ ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*'*•.¸♡ ♡¸.•*'✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*'*•.¸♡ ♡¸.•*'✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* chris sturniolo x fem! oc social media, imessages & real life au book contains swearing! never any smut or sexualizing if christopher, matthew, or nicolas say that they're uncomfortable with this i'll remove it immediately :) started 8/2/23 finished ____ arianawritesturniolo

♡ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ౨ৎ ‧₊ .ᐟ Hlwwww my dear readers ✨ So this is my first time writing any story so for any grammar mistake I apologize ✨ For further spoilers follow me on snapchat ✨ ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡

Jules is a hopeless romantic searching for her one true love like every other adult out there and just as her expectations of finding someone starts to die down, she meets Sam online, he is too perfect to be true, will they date? will this ever work out?

where the sun and the sea meet... "if you were a demigod who would be your mom or dad?" "most definitely Apollo." "ooo obviously Poseidon!" strangers to lovers, Walker x oc currently working on this story!! UPLOADS EVERY MONDAY

Y/N, The lack of passion within their own lives has left them with a bit of emptiness, The key to finding what truly makes them happy has yet to be uncovered, but with a certain tall skeletal companion and his brother help Y/N find that part missing or will they just be another character within their life? --- I honestly have no plan for this book, I will admit there is a bit of lore when it comes to the city and I will make a master chart or reference key but it's mainly just small things and won't impact the overall story, it's mainly just things to look back on to notice small details that I added throughout the book but honestly, it doesn't take away anything from the story. Every chapter I will try to get 2.000k words and for every 10th chapter I'll try to make it 4.000k words, If we make it to 50 chapters (which is unlikely) I'll make it a 10.000K chapter special

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Marjorie, a naive, cheerful and innocent girl. Who's determined to find the suspect responsible for her friend's death. That's when it all started.

He is an underworld mafia everyone's scared of, she is a school going girl scared of no one. But the underworld mafia is scared of the girl he never knew existed....

Azalea is just your average 24 year old woman. She works 40 hours a week at an office job she can't stand, she's constantly on her phone, loves trashy reality shows, and cannot cook a proper meal to save her life. However there are two tiny secrets that she works carefully to hide. That's until Azalea's oh so impulsive roommate Cheyenne decides to move halfway across the country to live with her "long time" online boyfriend, leaving Azalea stranded and unable to come up with the other half of the rent. Now with almost three months of unpaid rent and the looming reality of her inevitable homelessness. Azalea scrabbles to find someone..anyone to move in with her. Enters Landon the immensely attractive unemployed keyboardist who offers to take care of Azalea's unpaid rent as well as an advance for the next upcoming month, provided that she offers him the room without conducting any background checks. Weary but desperate Azalea reluctantly accepts his offer and with her new obnoxiously friendly roomie Landon here to help Azalea finally feels like she can relax. Tragically this doesn't last. When Azalea's roommate returns home earlier than unexpected. He catches her performing something less than lady-like exposing her secret. Horrified and humiliated Azalea fears the repercussions for her slip up. Nevertheless Landon continues to treat Azalea with the same kindness as he always has leaving Azalea charmed. Soon sparks begin to fly between Azalea and the cute keyboardists. Despite this Azalea denies their connection fearing rejection due to her rare nature. Though Landon is persistent and although he has his own secrets he'd like to hide he doesn't dislikes Azalea for hers in fact it's what's draws him to her. Will these two be able to overcome their secrets and differences? Only time will tell.

a girl named Julia. meets a guy named Nicholas on her flight to Italy with her family.

A light house worker meets someone a tad magical. And now they have to work through the trials and tribulations of each other's worlds. will romance blossom or will they have to abandon ship?

It stood just off the beaten path behind the school-the old sycamore tree, tall and wide, its bark mottled with time and initials carved long ago. Its branches stretched like arms over the grass, casting a dappled shade in the afternoon light. In spring, the leaves shimmered green and full, and by fall, they blazed gold and orange, blanketing the ground in crunchy color. No one really paid that much attention to it. It wasn't part of any sports field or walkway-it was just there, on the edge of everything. But for them, it became something else entirely. The first time they bumped into each other beneath its branches, it had been by chance-a dropped Walkman, a laugh, an awkward hello. After that, they kept coming back. They'd sit at the base of that tree for hours, talking about music, school, dreams, the world. Sometimes they brought sandwiches or cassette tapes to share. Other times, they watched the clouds drift by. It wasn't official, or marked on any map-but it was theirs. The quiet place where friendship turned into something deeper, without either of them saying it out loud.