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Perfect Strangers

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The air was cold and still. Not windy at all a big surprise seeing as its supposed to be getting stormy in a few hours. Or maybe it was just the eye of the storm.

Running madly, from the train station she'd ran all the way to the restaurant. Restaurant Le Amour. Only a week ago, she had thought how ironic it all was. 

She had entered the restaurant with her hair in a bit of a state and her make up half done and in a khaki sweater, skinny jeans and white converses.

She searched around to find him but there was no guy who was sat alone waiting for anyone unless of course he was running late too.

'Venus?' a shy, timid voice called out from behind her. Sharply she turned around when finally she'd come face to face with the 'guy' she had been texting for over a year online.All Rights Reserved

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~ Obsession of blooming soul ~ by misspoised

"Fine," Sanskriti whispered. "You wanna play dirty? Let's play." Before Misty could react, Sanskriti leaned in-and softly kissed her cheek. Misty froze. Brain? Gone. Heart? Dead. Soul? Left the chat. Sanskriti pulled back slowly, smirking. "Go ahead, expose me all you want. But don't forget-I can make you blush in front of your whole family." Misty stared, red-faced, unable to speak. Sanskriti winked, then walked back into the kitchen like nothing happened. ~°•°•°•°•∆•°•°•°•°~ let's dug into a story and this story gonna cum you, that's a promise:)

Vᴇɪl Of ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴍ ⚡[On-hold] by Divine_kj

"Running from me already, little one?" The voice was a whisper against my skin, dark and knowing. I turned too fast. Too desperate. He was closer than I expected-tall, lean muscle wrapped in black silk. Whiskey-colored eyes traced my lips, my throat. Slow. Unrelenting. "Do I feel familiar?" I swallowed hard. "No." He smirked. "Liar." His fingers brushed my wrist, and a current shot through me. My breath hitched. My body knew him. Even if my mind refused to. But that was impossible... wasn't it? - Kathryn Laurent came to Paris for a fresh start. What she found was something else entirely-something dark, intoxicating, inescapable. The dreams started first. A man with burning whiskey eyes. A touch that ignited and destroyed in equal measure. A voice that echoed in her bones. In those dreams, he ruined her-slowly, relentlessly-until she woke trembling, her body marked by something that should not be real. Then she saw him. Flesh and blood. Real. A star. A shadow. A presence that bent the world around him. He watches her like he knows every inch of her body. Like he's had her before and intends to again. But Kate doesn't remember him. And he? He has spent centuries remembering her. The past is tangled in the present, passion twisted with possession, love with vengeance. He is both her salvation and her downfall. The man who haunts her dreams and now, her reality. And when he finally touches her, there will be no waking up from it. Some loves are written in the stars. Some are written in blood. And some were never meant to be forgotten. - Tropes & Themes : ★ Dark, seductive romance ★ Fated lovers, past-life obsession ★ Mysterious, brooding hero with a sinful touch ★ Tension so thick it lingers like a ghost ★ Paris-luxury, shadows, and whispered temptation ★ Dreams that leave evidence behind ★ Mature, explicit smut-raw, consuming, inevitable ★ A love too powerful to stay buried ★ The line between fate and possession 18+

Athena In Gold by asandrae

- ! v cliche, trying to edit and rewrite some parts ! - _ From the life of silver chains to the world of golden spoons. Athena Noir, an unlucky girl with a dark past, entering the world of pesky private school kids. Her hardwork has finally paid off as she has recieved a scholarship to attend the grand prestige school for the top elite creatures of the mythical world. Astor Academy. Athena has already planned out her entire stay at her new school. Learn, Study, Eat, Sleep and repeat. Her fellow classmates have a different plan set out for her. ~ ~ ~ "You're breathtaking, you know that?" He states. "How many times have you used that line on other girls?" I say, rolling my eyes. I bit my tongue, regretting that remark. "The other girls can't possibly compare to my pretty girl." He ignores the question, his eyes scanning my face for any signs of a reaction to his charm. "My lovely.." He pulled my arm towards him. I felt a slow kiss on the back of my hand. "Sweet.." then another on the other hand. "-golden heart girl." He looked up through his eyelashes. I stay silent as I looked around the room, avoiding eye contact. He placed his free hand on my waist, the other still holding my hand. "Shall I call them over while I have you bent over this bed?" He says planting a kiss on my stomach, going lower each time. I run my free hand through the back of his hair, gently pulling his head back slightly, forcing him to look back up at me. He had a dangerously evil smile on. I knew my cheeks were going red, I pushed him away and rushed towards the the door. "You always do this." I mumble quietly, trying to catch my breath which I lost in the heat of the moment. "Would you be lying to me if you said you didn't like it?" He replied, walking over to me. I kept my mouth shut. ~ ~ ~ Most confusing Love V/ triangle trope you'll ever find¡¡ Sequels out!¡ !!Inspiration from Nikkireadw!!

Are you okay? by tiarobinswrites

She wanted to die. He wanted to live. ••• A hand grabbed onto my wrist, yanking me back just as the train rushed past, before I'd even had time to comprehend whether or not I'd carry out the action. I stumbled back into the person's chest, my heart jumping out as I swivelled around, startled to find myself staring into piercing dark brown eyes. "Were you going to jump?!" "No," I drawled out sarcastically, ignoring the intensity of his eyes as they bore into my own, "I just stand on the edge of train platforms at midnight because I feel like it." Seeing the stranger tense, I stepped away from the edge, feeling his hand let go of mine as I picked up my bag before moving to sit down on one of the platform benches. Letting out an evident sigh of relief, he sat down after tentative movements towards me, and I could feel his intense gaze raking across my features. His eyes never left me, I was sure of it, with every step both he and I had taken. "Are you okay?" He had asked warily, apparent apprehension in his deep voice while he spoke, "Do you want to talk about it?" "What's there to talk about?" I threw his question back at him, watching him study me for a few critical moments before his potent gaze switched to our surroundings. "I did just watch you nearly kill yourself; that might be a place to start?" ••• She didn't expect for a complete stranger to stop her milliseconds away from committing suicide. She didn't expect him to be so kindhearted and patient. He didn't expect to stop her from jumping in front of a train the first time they met. He didn't expect to find himself falling for the one girl he knew he shouldn't. [Word Count: 180,000 - 200,000]

The Possessive Gang Leaders Princess by 90sxroses

I sit down on my bike looking around the school parking lot. Listening to music, I stand up begin to walk through the student-less parking lot. Honestly, it's not like I meant to be late. My music cut out causing me to hear a whistle. I stop in my tracks and pull my headphones down to my neck. Turning around, I seen a group of men with one guy who just smirked at me. "You new here beautiful?" one of the guys asked. "What do you think Einstein?" cocking my brow. "Ohh. Challenging? I like." he says walking towards me, about two inches away. "Really?" biting my lip, as he continued walking towards me. He reaches out and grabs my hip, "Mmhmm," smiling down at me. Swiftly, I grab his hand, turn him around, kick him right above the back of his knee, and pushes down so he's on his knees in front of me in a position of which I could brake his arm, "What a shame, 'cause personally, I don't like fuck boys with various STD'S." I look at all the men in the group who had their jaws dropped, all except for one, "Touch me one more time, and I'll brake your arm in two." I stand and kick his back so he falls on the concert. "Anyone else?" they stare at me blankly. "Didn't think so." When fuck boy tries to get up, I take my foot and slam him back down. Looking back at the boys, I say, "Later boys." Then, I turn and leave. ~~~~ Truce Mane is a girl who recently moved to New York with her youngest niece and nephew along with her uncle Mike. Truce went through many things as a child. She still went through them. Her mother blamed her for everything. She would get into Street fights. As in, she would fight in a dark alley with whoever she could. Sounds bad, huh? Wrong. *** Dante Kings is the most feared gang leader across the world. While he does have his fuck and Chuck's, he's been looking for his princess. He vowed that when he found her, she'd be his and he would treat her like a queen. When the spit fire moves to town and believes he's finally found her. Has he?

Tempted by shygirl7

I held her waist to keep her from falling I knew she was female from her petite waist. I looked down at her, her hazel green eyes captivating me, I was so lost in her eyes all the noise around us seemed to diminish. My breathe was caught in my throat just by looking at her beauty. I tore my eyes away from hers and looked at her face, she was the most beautiful thing in the world! Her black hair hung just below her shoulders her small frame was perfect, she was gorgeous. I wanted, no needed her to be mine. She was mine, she was my mate and she was perfect. She stepped away from my arms I held the urge to just grab her body and bring it back to mine. "Hi...are you Ryder?" Her angelic voice questioned. "Uh yeah you are?" You are mine I thought. "I'm Destiny your cousin." My world seemed to have fallen apart with those four simple words.

I hate that I love you by LazuliteTheSeawing

"What do you want?" I snap, slamming my locker shut. His casual smirk, messy dark hair, tan skin, strong arms, eerie storm-grey eyes... the list could go on of things I notice- that I shouldn't notice- about him. "Oh, I want a lot of things." He inspects a speck of dirt on his arm. "I'm sure you've heard the news?" His eyes flicker back up to meet mine. Does he know? No. He can't. So I roll my eyes. He can't know that I know, that I would do anything to be the first one he tells. "You'll have to be more specific." I mutter, trying to look casual as I inspect my nails. "Well, it involves a certain title of the swim team," He offers. I shrug. "So you got captain. That's cool. And what do I have to do with that?" He narrows his eyes, trying to read my expression. Unfortunately for him, I have mastered the art of hiding my emotions. "This is what I wanted to talk to you about. During English," He fiddles with his sweater sleeve. "I recall you trying to talk to me," I frown. "Well, I..." He swallows, seeming... nervous? "I'm not doing too great... subject wise. And if I don't pick up my ass soon, I might be forced to quit." He rubbed the back of his neck, making his shirtsleeve slide up his arm to reveal a strong bicep. Not that I notice. I narrow my eyes. "And what do I get back in return?" I cross my arms. I'm going to be late for the bus if we don't hurry. He studies my face. "Name your price." He mirrored my position. I sigh. Money... but I don't need it. Popularity... but I don't want it. I meet his gaze steadily. He lifts his chin, the tiniest bit, but it doesn't intimidate me. I square my shoulders and stand up straight. He's only just taller than me. "Stop pretending to be perfect." All rights reserved. Cover art by me :) but will probably be redone soon

The Girl And The Player by TwistedObsessionnn

"I hate you, more than anything," I gritted my teeth. "You sure about that?" He taunted with a smirk. He took a step forward, and I took a step back; it went back and forth until my back touched the wall. He moved so close to me that my breathing hitched. "Now why do you think that, Amore?" He murmured into my ear. As I was going to say something, he grabbed my face and smashed my lips against his. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Adrianna Jackson is 17 and pretty smart. She's got some good friends but is stuck in a crappy job. She's not exactly popular, but she's not super quiet either. Marcus Mariano, an 18-year-old dude who's pretty much the life of the party. He might not be hitting the books too hard, but he's got that natural charm that makes him super popular. Plus, he's the big shot as the captain of the football team Marcus and Adrianna, high school rivals serving detention together, and they decide to team up and create a fake romance to stir up drama and make others jealous. As they work together, they unexpectedly start to see different sides of each other and develop real feelings. However, they are hesitant to acknowledge this shift, fearing it might complicate their original goal or lead to more heartache. As their fake relationship starts to feel more real, Marcus and Adrianna are faced with a dilemma: will they embrace their true emotions and take a chance on love, or will their pride and past grievances keep them from admitting their growing affection for each other?

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~ Obsession of blooming soul ~

"Fine," Sanskriti whispered. "You wanna play dirty? Let's play." Before Misty could react, Sanskriti leaned in-and softly kissed her cheek. Misty froze. Brain? Gone. Heart? Dead. Soul? Left the chat. Sanskriti pulled back slowly, smirking. "Go ahead, expose me all you want. But don't forget-I can make you blush in front of your whole family." Misty stared, red-faced, unable to speak. Sanskriti winked, then walked back into the kitchen like nothing happened. ~°•°•°•°•∆•°•°•°•°~ let's dug into a story and this story gonna cum you, that's a promise:)