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Barely

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Parts 11
Time 59m

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Don't read unless you've read the last chapter of I Hate Cliche, because you will be spoiled just warning you. 

 

 

 

 

"I do," I whisper staring up into his big green eyes. Tears are forming in the corner of both of our eyes. The biggest smile is plastered on my face and the goofiest grin on his. 

The priest smiles nodding and turning to him, "Do you, Abe, take Rose to be your lawfully wedded wife in sickness and in health til death do you part?" 

"I do," Abe smiles his perfect smile that is the same of our now two year old, Eliza. She has my eyes and hair, and his everything else. She's perfect. The second half to my everything. 

"By the power invested in me by the city of Seattle I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride," The priest takes a step back gesturing to us as Abe and I kiss. That magical kiss every girl dreams of. The sparks, butterflies, the whole sha-bang. It's perfect, he's perfect. 

We turn to look at our audience. My parents, family, and extended family all on he right side clapping with smiles on their faces. My mum is crying a little along with my dad. Uncle Harry nods at me giving me a thumbs up. Jane, Leanne, and Melanie of course are my brides maids. They all flew out to Seattle for me and I'm forever thankful. I've missed everyone dearly but as far as I can tell this is where I belong. 

Alex, he never responded. Too busy with his soccer career I guess. 

Too busy for the girl he used to love and the girl that used to love him.All Rights Reserved

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The Bridal Agreement by the_atticwriter

COMPLETED ✔️(Editing Soon) "Marry me." I nearly spill my latte on the nicest dress I own. "Are you out of your mind?! We just met... plus I don't even like your face!" "It doesn't have to be real." I set my latte down and look at him. "No woman wants a fake marriage Mr. Mardell. Be less of a dumbass and find yourself a nice girl who'll kiss your ass even when you're ghosts." "Look, don't flatter yourself" he goes leaning back in his seat. "You just happen to fit the description I gave the press and my family. And I don't like your face either." I copy his move and lean back against my seat. "I'd rather slam my tongue in a car door, sir." The words hit him. "Good day... and good luck finding a brainless girl to marry you." I grab my purse and head towards the door. "$20,000 a week" he blurts out. I halt and whirl around. "What?" "I'll give you $20,000 every week for a month..." He walks out from behind his desk. "... if you agree to do this with me." $20,000 every week for an 'I do'? Which happens to be fake too? $80,000 in a month to play dress up for one of the youngest and richest CEO's in the world? "So what do you say?" His silky voice swims through my thoughts. "You wanna get hitched for some money? You know your family needs it." He just had to play the poor family card. "So do we have a deal? Or I should go on and keep making you lose your jobs before you even start?" He had a smirk on his face. God, I hate him! But that money could help us a whole lot. I glare at him and extend a hand towards him. "Deal." ✄--------------------------------------------------------- No one ever realizes the implications of messing around with the famous 'Always and Forever' promise until they're cornered with no escape... except the one through their own hell. Join Noelle and Keith as they embark on this intriguing adventure to find themselves and escape the threats. #1 in deceit - 17/06/2023 #1 in graduate -14/02/2023 ~Ako

Letter for you (Book I) by Jhel0920

I never told her. Not because I didn't love her, I did. But because I didn't know how to say it without ruining everything we already were. So I loved her in quiet ways. The way I looked at her when she wasn't watching. Through the smiles that said more than my mouth ever could. Through the photos I took of her-little moments of beauty she never saw in herself. On the back of each picture, I wrote her a note. A thought. A memory. A truth I was too scared to speak aloud. Then she left. One accident. One plane ticket. Five years of silence and I waited. I waited because some people only happen to you once. I thought when she came back, maybe we'd have another chance. But fate doesn't care about hope. When she returned, it was with an arranged marriage to Nathan. My best friend. A good man. One I couldn't bring myself to hate. Nathan said the words I never could. I was ready to stay silent again-until I saw her eyes. And so I gave her the pictures. Not words. Not a speech. Just memories. And on the back, a quiet confession I'd written for no one but her. This isn't the story of who got her. It's about the one who never found the words. Unspoken feelings. The one who collects memories but never tries to say the words. This is the story of Carl Salvador. Book I: Letter For You Book II: I love you in every unspoken way Book III: Life after lifetime

Hey There Cliché. Fuck Off. [complete] by jiminieminmouse

"Are you ever afraid of being alone?" I asked after a while. A question that had randomly popped into my mind. I wasn't expecting him to answer me, but he did. Jonah turned his face, but I didn't look back at him, I kept staring up at the skies. He turned back to the sky and took a breather before answering. "We're always going to be alone, Rose. Always. We'll be haunted by the darkness that is our own shadow, but in every shadow there's a light." He answered, as if the simplest thing in the world. I only stared at him with a dropped jaw. That was out of this world. Especially coming from Jonah. "When does it get better?" I mumbled. "It doesn't. But to go through it with someone makes it a whole lot easier." He turned back to face me. We stared at each other for a while. He'd always occasionally look down at my lips, and I'd do the same to him. I broke it off and looked back up at the sky. -=- New York City. The place of opportunities. But what shall Rose do when there's so many of them? Jonah, the seducer with a British accent, or Cameron, equally British but sweet. Her clock is ticking. She has one year to make up her mind until the exchange program takes back all their Brits and their New Yorkers return. And so the end-of-the-year party is the final strike. Either Rose chooses...or she doesn't. *WARNING* I began this book (my first book ever) when I was like 11 or 12 years old so the first chapters (idk how many) suck, not gonna lie. I had scrapped so many ideas (that I only really wrote a few chapters of) that when I was older enough to realize the story I had going so far sucked, I didn't want to scrap again, so I finished for that sake in a span of 3 years (and ended in 2014). All in all, not my greatest work, but read on if you wish. Text Copyright © droppedintoxic™ 2014

Fifty Shades of Hate by tvd_VA

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Loving him is Red✔️ by marsntalwrites

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The Bridal Agreement

COMPLETED ✔️(Editing Soon) "Marry me." I nearly spill my latte on the nicest dress I own. "Are you out of your mind?! We just met... plus I don't even like your face!" "It doesn't have to be real." I set my latte down and look at him. "No woman wants a fake marriage Mr. Mardell. Be less of a dumbass and find yourself a nice girl who'll kiss your ass even when you're ghosts." "Look, don't flatter yourself" he goes leaning back in his seat. "You just happen to fit the description I gave the press and my family. And I don't like your face either." I copy his move and lean back against my seat. "I'd rather slam my tongue in a car door, sir." The words hit him. "Good day... and good luck finding a brainless girl to marry you." I grab my purse and head towards the door. "$20,000 a week" he blurts out. I halt and whirl around. "What?" "I'll give you $20,000 every week for a month..." He walks out from behind his desk. "... if you agree to do this with me." $20,000 every week for an 'I do'? Which happens to be fake too? $80,000 in a month to play dress up for one of the youngest and richest CEO's in the world? "So what do you say?" His silky voice swims through my thoughts. "You wanna get hitched for some money? You know your family needs it." He just had to play the poor family card. "So do we have a deal? Or I should go on and keep making you lose your jobs before you even start?" He had a smirk on his face. God, I hate him! But that money could help us a whole lot. I glare at him and extend a hand towards him. "Deal." ✄--------------------------------------------------------- No one ever realizes the implications of messing around with the famous 'Always and Forever' promise until they're cornered with no escape... except the one through their own hell. Join Noelle and Keith as they embark on this intriguing adventure to find themselves and escape the threats. #1 in deceit - 17/06/2023 #1 in graduate -14/02/2023 ~Ako