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Until They Met

moonshinemoonyx

Leituras 1,454
Votos 82
Capítulos 26
Tempo 1h 50m

Leituras 1,454
Votos 82
Capítulos 26
Tempo 1h 50m

moonshinemoonyx

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cliche featured highschool love music opposite popular romance selfharm teenage teenfiction

"I've got scars, even though they can't always be seen."
                
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She's the girl who wishes to never be left alone after what happened to her.

He's the guy who only wishes to be left alone after what happened to him.

They've both got pasts. Pasts they wish they never had.

But memories can't be erased, nor can they be forgotten forever. 

Brought together by awkward and very unnecessary events, the two can't help but find parts of themselves in each other.

Maybe terrible pasts were meant to be remembered, so we can create beautiful futures.

                                                                      •••


           ″Pasts don't define who we are,         
                 rather who we become.″


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Cover Credits: @scrappily
 
Started: 21.09.17Todos os Direitos Reservados

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I used to think I was living the life people only dream about. Everything looked perfect on the outside - the smiles, the success, the routine that gave me comfort. I had the freedom, the admiration, and the illusion of happiness. I truly believed that this was it - the life I had worked so hard to build, the one everyone else wished they had. But then he came into my world - unexpected and uninvited, like a storm that doesn't ask permission before it breaks everything in its path. He was unlike anyone I had ever met. A man cloaked in mystery, always quiet, always observing, like he carried the weight of a thousand secrets. People knew his name, admired him from a distance, but no one really knew him. And he liked it that way. He wasn't kind in the way the world expects. He wasn't soft or gentle. He didn't chase approval, and he didn't waste time pretending. His world was cold and guarded - his heart only opening for the few he truly cared about: his family, and the rare souls he dared to love. And yet, somehow, I was drawn to him. Not just to his mystery, but to the way he made me feel - like I was no longer the polished, perfect version of myself I had grown so used to pretending to be. Around him, the mask I wore for years slowly cracked. I started seeing pieces of myself I didn't know existed. He turned my world upside down. He didn't just make me feel - he made me question everything. Who I was. What I wanted. Who I was pretending to be. I became someone I no longer recognized - not the girl with the perfect life, but someone raw, confused, aching for something real. He didn't just enter my life. He changed it. He changed me.

To Start Over (Book 1), de DrishyaSm

At first, it might seem like a cliché. As the story unfolds, though, secrets surface, and it becomes something deeper than expected. She learned to blend in, moving through life unnoticed. That changed when he noticed her. She kept her guard up. He kept things hidden. Neither of them wanted to get close or feel too much. But their playful teasing soon led to late-night texts. The quiet moments between them began to feel comfortable. They never planned to fall for each other. But somehow, it happened anyway. And now, nothing feels whole without the other.

Love, Light, & Liberation, de tinarecomanta

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Feeling blue, de Croxxjaded666

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Cold Water, de adaline_meadows

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Finally Free, de lulustoriesss

"I need you to be the put together one because I'm so fucked up. You've saved me." He whispers. "Carter, we saved each other." I mutter looking at him through my eyelashes. I lean into him, our lips not even an inch apart. "Sophia we shouldn't..." He looks hesitant. "Please, I need you." I almost started crying. "Please." I mutter one more time, my eyes begging for him. My body needing him. Sophia Carrington. She just moved from New York to California in search of a new life. When her life took a dark turn she's forced to leave everything behind. She just wants to finish her final year of high school, numb to the world, while learning to cope with the trauma she's endured. Carter Marquez. Newly single after being dumped by his girlfriend of two years. After losing his dad in a car accident he's fallen apart. The list of people he trusts is short, he hates letting people in. He's constantly trying to make up for his mistakes of the past, trying to find a new purpose in life. When the two of them collided, they instantly took a mutual disliking to each other. Misunderstandings and a dash of alcohol set a flame between them. Sophia hates the snarky remarks and stupid nicknames that leave his mouth. Carter thinks Sophia is just another trust fund brat. Soon their rivalry begins to dissolve and they learn that sharing the pain of their past can form connections they never thought to be possible. WARNING: This story contains mature topics such as sexual assault and drug addiction. Read with caution. Copyright © by lulustoriesss 2021

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THREE AUTUMNS WITHOUT YOU

I used to think I was living the life people only dream about. Everything looked perfect on the outside - the smiles, the success, the routine that gave me comfort. I had the freedom, the admiration, and the illusion of happiness. I truly believed that this was it - the life I had worked so hard to build, the one everyone else wished they had. But then he came into my world - unexpected and uninvited, like a storm that doesn't ask permission before it breaks everything in its path. He was unlike anyone I had ever met. A man cloaked in mystery, always quiet, always observing, like he carried the weight of a thousand secrets. People knew his name, admired him from a distance, but no one really knew him. And he liked it that way. He wasn't kind in the way the world expects. He wasn't soft or gentle. He didn't chase approval, and he didn't waste time pretending. His world was cold and guarded - his heart only opening for the few he truly cared about: his family, and the rare souls he dared to love. And yet, somehow, I was drawn to him. Not just to his mystery, but to the way he made me feel - like I was no longer the polished, perfect version of myself I had grown so used to pretending to be. Around him, the mask I wore for years slowly cracked. I started seeing pieces of myself I didn't know existed. He turned my world upside down. He didn't just make me feel - he made me question everything. Who I was. What I wanted. Who I was pretending to be. I became someone I no longer recognized - not the girl with the perfect life, but someone raw, confused, aching for something real. He didn't just enter my life. He changed it. He changed me.