That Eyes
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She thought it would be nothing more than a summer fling. A fleeting phase she could shake off like sand clinging to sun-kissed skin. But it wasn't that simple. Not when it came to Isaiah Hendrick De Guia. He wasn't forgettable-he was addictive. From the moment he stepped into her life, he stole the air from her lungs and left her breathless. And she would never forget the way he found her at the lake-drenched, vulnerable, caught in a moment that felt far too intimate for strangers. It was reckless. It was wrong. But it was electric. Still, it wasn't just the setting that drew her in. It was him. His eyes. The way he looked at her-hungry, knowing, as if he'd already memorized the shape of her desire-made her feel bare in a way she had never known. One look from him, and her logic unraveled. Her body remembered things her mind tried to deny. She should've stayed away. Maybe that would've been safer. Smarter. But how could she, when fate kept pulling them back into each other's orbit? When every stolen glance felt like foreplay, every accidental touch like a promise? How could she walk away when every whispered name, every brush of skin, every burning gaze just tightened the invisible thread between them? What if the deeper they tried to bury it, the hotter it burned? What if their worlds had already begun to revolve around one thing-each other?
You're Losing Me
She would rather be forgotten than be the reason he lose everything else. Because sometimes, the past isn't forgotten. It's hidden - heheConcluida
The Music of my Life *EDITING*
She's broken... His broken.... He wanted to reach her...... She don't want to be reach by him.... She's cold.... His cold.... They wanted to be fix, they wanted to get out... How can you fix a shattered person when you don't even notice that they are broken? How can you fix a broken person when you don't know how?Concluida![SHE'S IN LOVE WITH A PROFESSOR [COMPLETED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/210756113-256-k808844.jpg)
SHE'S IN LOVE WITH A PROFESSOR [COMPLETED]
She's beautiful, sexy, rich and always get what her want. She's smart yet stupid, she always make her dad pissed in a joke way, childish and she's into several relationship and yet she's still virgin. He's handsome, rich and has a weird name, he chose teaching as his profession than being a bussiness man and a lawyer because that was his line of interest, and yeah, he's the kind of man who can attract women without knowing it.Concluida
More than a Fantasy
In a world where everyone wants to be aesthetic, she's used to being admired but never truly seen. Compliments come easy-"You're so pretty!" "You look amazing!"-but no one ever asks, "Are you okay?" For the longest time, she's felt like a painting in a gallery-gazed at, praised, but never really known. Then there's him. He's not the poetic type who spins metaphors about her beauty, nor the mysterious bad boy everyone secretly obsesses over. He's just... him. The kind of person who forgets his umbrella on rainy days, orders the same coffee every morning, and sometimes stumbles over his words when he's excited. The first time they talked, he didn't stare too long. Didn't say she was breathtaking. Instead, he simply asked: "Pagod ka na ba?" And somehow, that meant more than any compliment ever did. With him, she doesn't have to be perfect. She doesn't have to be put together, doesn't have to filter her words or curate every moment. She can be quiet, messy, lost in her thoughts-and still, he stays. He listens. He waits. He makes her feel like she doesn't have to be anyone else but herself. Sometimes, love isn't about grand gestures or heart-fluttering moments. Sometimes, it's just someone who makes space for you, who stays even when the moment isn't aesthetic, even when you're not your best, even when you have nothing to say. And for the first time, she doesn't feel like a painting in a gallery. She feels like she's home.Concluida
The Devil's Angel
He is the "devil" as people refers to him. No single light can penetrate his hardened heart. He doesn't know how to forget but he will crushed you and leave you broken. She is the " angel" the light of the darkness. She has the big heart and the epitome of love in this harsh world. What if their worlds collides. Will the light conquer the darkness? Or will just slowly fades as the darkness is so deep and seems never ending. The story of Rage Luke Smith and Cassidy Rose Oliviera..
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She thought it would be nothing more than a summer fling. A fleeting phase she could shake off like sand clinging to sun-kissed skin. But it wasn't that simple. Not when it came to Isaiah Hendrick De Guia. He wasn't forgettable-he was addictive. From the moment he stepped into her life, he stole the air from her lungs and left her breathless. And she would never forget the way he found her at the lake-drenched, vulnerable, caught in a moment that felt far too intimate for strangers. It was reckless. It was wrong. But it was electric. Still, it wasn't just the setting that drew her in. It was him. His eyes. The way he looked at her-hungry, knowing, as if he'd already memorized the shape of her desire-made her feel bare in a way she had never known. One look from him, and her logic unraveled. Her body remembered things her mind tried to deny. She should've stayed away. Maybe that would've been safer. Smarter. But how could she, when fate kept pulling them back into each other's orbit? When every stolen glance felt like foreplay, every accidental touch like a promise? How could she walk away when every whispered name, every brush of skin, every burning gaze just tightened the invisible thread between them? What if the deeper they tried to bury it, the hotter it burned? What if their worlds had already begun to revolve around one thing-each other?
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