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Killing Love

KoreanDream_1997

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Parts 7
Time 19m

Reads 98
Votes 0
Parts 7
Time 19m

KoreanDream_1997

Mature

Czy miłość między mordercą , a zwykłą nastolatką ma racje bytu? Przystojny Oh Sangwoo nie jest taki miły na jakiego wygląda. Każda dziewczyna wzdycha tylko na myśl o jego pięknych błękitnych oczach, dużych , miękkich ustach i wysportowanej budowie ciała. Chłopak ma 23 lata i chodzi z 19 letnia Lucy na jedne studia. Dziewczynie od dawna podoba się Sangwoo. Cały wolny czas poświęcała na  obserwowaniu jego każdego ruchu w szkole. Co się stanie gdy dowie się kim naprawdę jest?All Rights Reserved

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Familiarity by whitmar2020

I walked on the nearly empty bus in New York City, which was very rare. It was the middle of the night and this was the last train going around the tracks. It was only me in the car for a few stops. I was hiding my face with a hoodie. I had my headphones in when he walked in. I looked up and our eyes met. He looked familiar and I quickly looked away. He's probably a fan and followed me. I probably met him at a meet and greet, at least that's what I thought. I felt a presence next to me and looked up to see the green/blue eyes that were so familiar. I took one of my earbuds out. "Hi?" I asked. "Hey. If you don't mind me asking, but where are you from?" He asked. "Let me know your name first." I said still cautious. I paused my music and wrapped the earbuds around my phone and put it in my pocket. "Denzel Weller." He said holding out his hand. "Rose Pitcher." I told him taking his hand. He looked so familiar. His name tried to break through a wall in my memories. I looked around us to see that there was one person left on the train besides us. I took my hood off revealing my turquoise hair. I just got it done and that's what I'm going to my hotel from. "So, where are you from?" He asked me. "We say where we're from at the same time." I told him. He nodded. "1.....2.......3!" I said. "LA." We said at the same time. I looked at him surprised. I took a closer look at him. He looked like he was around the same age as me, 21-22. I studied his features. He had smaller than average ears, an average sized nose, a strong jaw line, short medium brown hair, and then his eyes. I stared into his eyes and saw that they held familiarity.

Bittersweet Chaos by HB0718

Perfect. Peaceful. That's how I would describe my life. So moving to a different state to be with my boyfriend while I finish my degree makes sense. Only, until it doesn't. My life is going great. I'm settling into my new home, establishing a routine with my boyfriend. Until I meet him. He's my professor. He's a complete asshole. For a while, I can't stand him. But then something changes. Soon I find myself looking forward to his class. I find myself questioning am I really happy or am I just used to this routine? This reliability? I find myself thinking about him when I shouldn't. I start feeling alive. They says there's a calm before the storm, well... I call it chaos. Because no one could prepare me for what I would find.

Unhealed wounds ➣ Drarry ; Scorbus by LaviniaMorgante

My fingers going through your hair, watching you fall asleep. Your legs behind mine. Your arm laying on top of me. Hearing you breathe. Taking my hands into yours, trying to warm them up without me asking for it. From kissing your left cheek to kissing your right cheek. Kissing your forehead to kissing the tip of your nose. Smiling in between until I reach your lips. Maybe we can have what our fathers never had the courage to build. Maybe we can close those unhealed wounds. Maybe we can love each other like they never did. disclaimer: I'm not English or American but I study English since I was seven so I try my best. However, if there are some errors, please don't hesitate to contact me. LAVINIA MORGANTE ON WATTPAD @2020

Broken Pieces... (18+) by Averyleaxoxo

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F#cking Professor Rengoku - AU Rengoku x Reader +18 (COMPLETED) by Hungarian-Shinobi

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Familiarity

I walked on the nearly empty bus in New York City, which was very rare. It was the middle of the night and this was the last train going around the tracks. It was only me in the car for a few stops. I was hiding my face with a hoodie. I had my headphones in when he walked in. I looked up and our eyes met. He looked familiar and I quickly looked away. He's probably a fan and followed me. I probably met him at a meet and greet, at least that's what I thought. I felt a presence next to me and looked up to see the green/blue eyes that were so familiar. I took one of my earbuds out. "Hi?" I asked. "Hey. If you don't mind me asking, but where are you from?" He asked. "Let me know your name first." I said still cautious. I paused my music and wrapped the earbuds around my phone and put it in my pocket. "Denzel Weller." He said holding out his hand. "Rose Pitcher." I told him taking his hand. He looked so familiar. His name tried to break through a wall in my memories. I looked around us to see that there was one person left on the train besides us. I took my hood off revealing my turquoise hair. I just got it done and that's what I'm going to my hotel from. "So, where are you from?" He asked me. "We say where we're from at the same time." I told him. He nodded. "1.....2.......3!" I said. "LA." We said at the same time. I looked at him surprised. I took a closer look at him. He looked like he was around the same age as me, 21-22. I studied his features. He had smaller than average ears, an average sized nose, a strong jaw line, short medium brown hair, and then his eyes. I stared into his eyes and saw that they held familiarity.