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The "MEAN" is "ME"

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LECTURAS 1,457
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Partes 21

bad drink jerk kiss possessive

He left me hanging. 

I saw a maniac woman hooker
An Idea pop In my mind.
"Who told you that I like you? I was just playing around"
He's the reason why I become like this.
I fell in my own trap. I'm in love with a hooker.

He's back.Todos los derechos reservados

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How Destiny Unravels [GxG] [INTERSEX] [TEACHER × STUDENT] de Miss_Aeyu

[TAGLISH/TAGALOG] Love, they say, is a trial by fire, a treacherous journey through the eye of a needle. It demands acceptance of flaws, resilience in the face of pain, and a grim acknowledgment of impermanence. But what if fate orchestrates a cruel dance, bringing two souls together, tearing them apart, and then reuniting them, only to destroy them again? Can love endure such relentless assault? Can one person bear the weight of a relationship seemingly destined for ruin? In the tangled web of their connection, they both row tirelessly, unknowingly navigating the same turbulent sea. Each, consumed by their own perceived suffering, fails to see the other's silent struggle. Trust, once a bedrock, is shattered by the sharp edges of hurtful words and relentless judgment. How can love survive in a world that seems to devalue its very existence? Can they bridge the chasm of their misunderstandings and rediscover the shared strength that lies beneath their individual pain, or will their love succumb to the relentless forces that threaten to tear them apart?

MB2 - DRIVEN de Kontessa1620

When he started thinking dirty thoughts toward his daughter-in-law, everything fell so wrong but felt just damn right!

Words I never Tell de hannarie_21

At some point in my life, I choose to let go of her. And not because I stopped loving her, but because I had reached the point that I was drained and can no longer continue fighting for her when all she gives me in return is pain. It's not about asking to get my feelings reciprocated, I just realized that I deserve the same amount of love that I am giving. And it hurts to know that when I decided to let go, she didn't hold my hand to keep holding on. She never tried to fight for her place in my heart. -Hariette I'm not afraid of love. I am afraid to feel the pain. That's why I keep pushing you away. It's tiring. But I'm afraid that I will never heal and be whole again. Because nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder than you." -Candice Love turned to loved. Saying first hello's to saying goodbyes. I love you to I miss you. Promises turned into sorry. Love isn't fair you know? What we have is more than that. Ours may not be normal. But isn't this what everyone wants? Stable and secure relationship. I love you and you love me. We trust each other like no one else can. There will be no pain in our kind of love. -Alliston

Marrying My Rapist ( 18 +only ) de CharleeNine

I was a rape victim. A woman who has a dark history. No one knows. No one can ever know that crime apart from my broken self and him. It was an unbearable hurt. And it still is. I choose to forget, not to speak. Thought that it could protect me. However, secrecy and past beggining to haunt the little trust I have in me. Betrayal is only my friend. It always has and shadows over me. Everything regress upon me when I saw a woman wearing her wedding dress, walking nervously down the aisle. She's heading towards the terrifying man standing tall and proud, showing his success to have his price possession. I will never forget his threatening eyes, the evil gleam on his rough face. The sinister that sheltering his large form. His lips moved. "I will always hunt you down. My beloved sin." Those imminent words keeps playing on my mind. It was frightening enough to wake me up, that I'm still inside of this nightmare. The woman walking up to him is none other than me. My insides churning. My sights getting blurry. "No." I whispered. Why? I silently cried to myself. I want to run and escape. Marrying my rapist is the last thing I desire. Author - CharleeNine

The Sociopath Obsession and Posession de PhoenixSawyer

He's my first love... But he will never be my true love...

Honne; Tatemae de hannarie_21

"No! Stop!" I could see her fading silhouette. She keeps on walking away just like the way I dreamt of her every night. 'No! Please don't walk away. I need to see your face. I need to know your name. I need to find you.' But I know that it wasn't enough. If there's anything that she's good at, it is into dodging people away. "Please!?" I almost beg. "I need to see you. Just stop." I keep on running and chasing after her. But like in every dreams, she kept on slowly fading away. And I could feel the same emptiness within whenever I've dreamt of this. It starts with her fading hands. Like a human form that's painfully breaking into tiny crystallized pieces that's scattered into thin air, she's dissolving in an incredibly fast-paced. "No. Please don't!" I could feel the tears that's running down on my cheeks as I try to grab her fading hand. "No! No!" As if there's a heavy rock on my chest, my breath starts to heave. I could feel the hollow emptiness within and the contradictory feeling of being crushed beneath.

She Who Was A He (Hacienda Series #1) de MagnusCactusK

Bawat kirot ay may katumbas na paghihiganti. Yes, every pain demands a payback. That's the first thing I learned when I loved him. Not consciously, not right away-but slowly, in pieces. He taught me how to love. His love was wildfire-reckless, consuming, beautiful in the way it ruined everything. I thought I was lucky to have it. I thought he saw something in me. Maybe he did. Maybe he saw the parts that were already breaking. He taught me how to bend the rules, how to silence the voice in my head that said "this isn't right." With him, right and wrong blurred until they didn't matter. Until all that mattered was staying close enough not to lose him, but distant enough not to drown. And then came pain. He taught me pain in a thousand unspoken ways. In words that stung more than silence. In apologies that came too late. In touches that lingered with regret. And pain... And pain. Again and again No fairy tale. No forever. It was never about soulmates. It was just... a story. A complicated, messy, painful story. But still, I gambled. I bet my heart on something that didn't deserve it. And in the end, that so-called love? It destroyed me. It didn't just break me-it broke everything I cared about. Everyone I loved. It burned through every soft thing I had left inside me. Because that love... Was disastrous. Behind the illusion of love hid everything I was afraid of: pain, betrayal, lies, manipulation. A heartbreak wrapped in promises. A knife dressed like a kiss. But here's what no one tells you: after heartbreak comes something sharper. Stronger. Revenge. And revenge-it's not sweet. It's not cold. It's best served hot. The kind of heat that doesn't ask for closure. It takes it. I, who was a he, now turned into a she. I will serve pain out of pain. Not to mirror the cruelty, but to remind the world: You don't get to hurt someone like me and walk away unburned.

Curse of Love The Series (คำสาปแห่งความรัก ซีรี่ย์) de ImYourDeceiver

I became a corpse for unknown reasons and I would like to know how I died. When I woke up, everything seemed to change when I woke up again. Because I am no longer the same as my previous skills or past life. It was as if destiny had changed my life from being poor now to being a towering star in the sky. Being poor and destitute in life, opportunity once again lifted my state in life. What does this mean with the sudden change of state in life, am I appointed to bring the curse of love. Or is it my duty to destroy their clean name. Or maybe they chose me to be the tool against the one who hurt it or maybe this is also their way of revenge. Why with so much that they can use why me I am just a humble ordinary simple woman who dreams of uplifting my family life. I have reached the desired comfort in life but in another person I have come. So my family and siblings how to know me if am as a different person. How else can I pretend to be such a person. I know it's not me and him? because they use my body to build up the destroyed personality in my replacement. They want to use me to pay for the one who killed him or they seek justice in his death. It is inconceivable that this opportunity is the thought of way to catch the real perpetrator. They are very thirsty for justice so they made sure I was chosen because my life is not well known being person. Their planned revenge so he swore that day he would come back again and claim the life they took. He knows that it is difficult to take the step or path to the justice he seeks. Can you try to use this personality in your own desire to love again. Is this also the key so that you don't experience how to fall in love in a natural way. How long will this madness end? What else do they want to achieve in life I want to be me. Is it bad for me to know that this face is dead, why would they want to revive it. Can you just shut him up? and just accept it. Let's find out how she can escape the assigned task or just accept it.

The richgirl's playmate de RulerNaBendable

Why am I feeling this? This is all for money. Money that I thought that will save me from my heavy nightmares. But I just found myself laying next to her. Lying to myself. I found an Angel , but what if i am the d3vil that will drag her to my h3ll like world? The moment I laid my eyes on her. I am captivated. But should I feel this way? I am nothing to her. I am not a lover. I am not even a friend. But something shot my heart. Not using an arrow. But it feels like a bomb. I am just her playmate. Out of money , and out of contract. Secret , Li3s and B3trayals. Can i survive to this game? She's the game that i'm willing to play. No matter if win or loose. " So , are you willing to play my game?" she smirked. I am the rich girl's playmate.

Claiming The Beauty Beside You - COMPLETED (TEOSAG Book 2) de Ms_Silent_A

[ Warning Spg content/ R-18 ] SYNOPSIS I was part of the gang Never forget the thing's I've done, To all my sins and outrage i should pay For my best friend died Because of me To my beloved women who left me Without saying anything I'm sorry for being unthruthful, Deceitful and mendacious. I'm a nightmare person for loving you But when you return, I feel envy for missing you even tho You're engage with someone else I want to regain you You're only Mine.

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Claiming The Beauty Beside You - COMPLETED (TEOSAG Book 2) cover

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