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*EDITORS' CHOICE 2021*After falling for her senior year teacher, Louise learns a harsh lesson on what adulthood isn't. Louise has some trauma to unpack. Heartbreak's a bitch, and her first relationship had been anything but normal. Thinking herself mature for her age, her affair with Mr. Cain started swooningly well. Except things ended quite abruptly. It's a lot for a seventeen year old to handle. But who's really at fault for what happened? Who even is Mr. Cain, and what is he hiding? From the wreckage of her naivety and self-esteem, can Louise save her friendships and rebuild herself? Our love songs aren't telling the whole truth. How can this be? In this tale of vulnerability, adolescence and painful reckoning, the arrogance of youth demands a price. * "'You're what, Louise?' he asked. 'You're sorry? What am I supposed to do here? How can I turn this around? How can I tell you that everything you want and feel is reciprocated, when I have to go back to work and pretend none of it happened?' 'I don't know the answer!' I cried. 'Neither of us do.' I threw my hands up in defeat. He caught them before they could fall. 'But how do I go back to living without your words?' His voice became a whisper. He squeezed my fingers tightly, closing his eyes and bringing them to his chest. 'I need how you make me feel, Luiza. I need it to feel alive. I won't stay away. No one's made me feel this good before. And I can't stand myself for wanting what I want. What do I do?' I was a violin bow on the verge of splintering. Every inch of me pulsed with an ache that began from the marrow of my bones. Fate had brought us here. At this crossroads of ours, there were a hundred different choices to make. A thousand different lifetimes to choose from, stemming from and decided entirely by my next choice. And in the end, I chose incorrectly. I held his face between my hands, feeling the echoing pulse of his skin. I brought his face to mine. I kissed him."Complete
Quarter Mile
When Dakota's father left him and his mother in the middle of the night, his world came crumbling down and they moved to Arizona to start fresh. Dakota met Parker on his first day of school and they immediately hit it off like they were old friends. When Dakota was introduced to Parker's friends though, he was intrigued by the mysterious, quiet boy named Beck. What was his story? Why was he so closed off? Dakota wanted to find out. So when Beck invited him to a party that Friday night, he couldn't turn down the offer. ⚠️TRIGGER WARNINGS⚠️ - drug use - alcohol consumption - physical and emotional abuse - homophobia - death - vomiting - sexual assaultComplete
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Heather is a regular girl with a perfect boyfriend, perfect friends and a perfect family. And everything was perfect. Until one day, her boyfriend decides to break up with her because he lost feelings for her. Heartbroken and betrayed, she goes into slight depression. Her friends comfort her by bringing her for ice cream, hanging out with her and even talk to her every minute. She was grateful of course but somewhere deep in her heart, she still felt really sad. Her good friend, Maximilian becomes closer to her than ever. And he talks to her because seeing her heartbroken makes him sad. Both of them hang out together more often and even spend some days running together. But then something happens.. Maximilian falls for Heather. And she denies the fact that she too has fallen for him. Will they get together? Will Heather accept Maximilian?Complete
Until I Found Her
Sometimes love doesn't come when we expect them to, and sometimes it does come when we expect them. Marks life suddenly became difficult and miserable for him to understand, mark lost himself in a very painful memories that refuse to heal up while he was young. Mark had no heart to trust anyone. he then suddenly became emotionless, but while he was running after is career he found someone he has being hunting, untill he found. But until then is mark gonna become a Detective? No. Is he going to work with the federal government agency? . Nobody know what mark has in mind to do yet. Although is still studying law in The United Kingdom. But when you have a chance to love, please love. Though sometimes some people says loving does hurt, but not all time. Loving can heal has well. Started: 15th_May_2020 Ended: 26th_june_2020Complete
*EDITORS' CHOICE 2021*After falling for her senior year teacher, Louise learns a harsh lesson on what adulthood isn't. Louise has some trauma to unpack. Heartbreak's a bitch, and her first relationship had been anything but normal. Thinking herself mature for her age, her affair with Mr. Cain started swooningly well. Except things ended quite abruptly. It's a lot for a seventeen year old to handle. But who's really at fault for what happened? Who even is Mr. Cain, and what is he hiding? From the wreckage of her naivety and self-esteem, can Louise save her friendships and rebuild herself? Our love songs aren't telling the whole truth. How can this be? In this tale of vulnerability, adolescence and painful reckoning, the arrogance of youth demands a price. * "'You're what, Louise?' he asked. 'You're sorry? What am I supposed to do here? How can I turn this around? How can I tell you that everything you want and feel is reciprocated, when I have to go back to work and pretend none of it happened?' 'I don't know the answer!' I cried. 'Neither of us do.' I threw my hands up in defeat. He caught them before they could fall. 'But how do I go back to living without your words?' His voice became a whisper. He squeezed my fingers tightly, closing his eyes and bringing them to his chest. 'I need how you make me feel, Luiza. I need it to feel alive. I won't stay away. No one's made me feel this good before. And I can't stand myself for wanting what I want. What do I do?' I was a violin bow on the verge of splintering. Every inch of me pulsed with an ache that began from the marrow of my bones. Fate had brought us here. At this crossroads of ours, there were a hundred different choices to make. A thousand different lifetimes to choose from, stemming from and decided entirely by my next choice. And in the end, I chose incorrectly. I held his face between my hands, feeling the echoing pulse of his skin. I brought his face to mine. I kissed him."
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