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боль любовь наркота обида перваялюбовь подростки поцелуй разлука секс счастье

Согласитесь, что первая любовь бывает раз в жизни. Она только одна. У каждого она своя, у каждого есть такая история. В этой книге я хочу поведать свою первую любовь. Банально, но советую вам прочитать.All Rights Reserved

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FAKE by Alex_Kahill

PROLOGUE My name is Alex Kahill. On July 15, 2017, I killed a person, but am not accused of murder. However, I am being hunted by those who hold me responsible for this death...and most certainly, these folks fully intend to terminate my life. Three months ago, my life was actually better than good. I was taking a personal sabbatical in picturesque Western New York, doing three things that I dearly love. (1) Riding my bike (2) Flying my drone and (3) Visiting my son, Ben, who was interning as an environmental reporter for the Chautauqua Daily, a local paper serving the Chautauqua Institution. Better than good. And then out of nowhere, my existence went to shit. You know, the killing thing. So I'm writing this journal as a cry for help. In an effort to make some sense of the tragic events that have recently unfolded in my life, I'm hoping that if enough light is shed on what happened to me, my potential demise might literally become "troublesome" for those who would do me harm...maybe I'm just being naive, but it's worth a shot. At this point, I don't really have much to lose. I am no writer, so please bear with me. But know that I am totally vulnerable, so I'll try to be thorough as I tell my story. It probably would be good to start at the beginning.

Indecorous by rosieredness

(18+ EXPLICIT CONTENT) "Attract a lot of attention, huh beautiful?" His voice hit me like a wall, absurdly catching me off guard. It was deep, sensual, something any girl (or boy) could melt over. I was sort of speechless, yet trying my best to appear unafflicted. "Only the wrong ones." That was definitely drunken me talking, as I didn't usually have that much confidence. His lips twitched up into a smirk, expressing that he understood my comment. "Does that mean that I'm in that category?" My palms began to grow sweaty and my heart rate picked up, but otherwise my body remained relaxed, appearing completely fine. It similar to when you're on autopilot, completely withdrawn due to intoxication. "I suppose not," I crossed my arms, putting on this seductive persona just for him. This fueled his smirk, about to murmur another comment before I cut him off. "You'll have to show me, though." *** Amelia Hollis was a 23-year-old writer at one of the local publishing companies, assisting a very handsome man and writing articles left and right. Her and her best friend, Aviary, lived together in a cute little apartment off the central part of the city, yearning to create new memories and important moments. Amelia always lived for the moments, taking in every little detail and savoring it like it was her favorite meal. She was an optimist, hoping to change peoples lives with her dreams. James Vallette was a 34-year-old CEO, building his company from dirt with the help of his brother. He was a realist, not really having time to deal with dreams or even love. He knew this the night he laid eyes on Amelia. It was only casual; what harm could a one-night stand do? Oh yeah, he's her dad's boss.

Meant to be together | 18+ by selenophileshraa

"why the fuck did you go on a date with him? he is not even your type!!" he growls. "so what? he is friendly and nice to me" I replied confidently. "NO, HE IS NOT NICE!!! he wants you because you're....beautiful" he said looking directly in my eyes! "Viaan! stop being so annoying...and let me go! he is waiting for me" I said. As I was about to leave, he held my hands and in a millisecond I was pinned to his car. I was shocked by this action of his. He never behaved like this but today he was in different mood. "What a-are you d-doing?" I said. We were so close that our lips were almost touching and then he bends towards my neck and kiss it. I swear that feeling was so amazing... I loved it but I didn't show it on my face, but then he looked at me with his dark brown eyes, and stared at me for a couple of seconds. "If you didn't leave for home right now! I will kiss the fuck out of you, until you become breathless" he said in his deep voice without breaking the eye contact. Honestly that was hot....but this is not the time for this. "And why are you suddenly so interested in my personal life? Are you jealous of Abhay?" I said without looking at him. "Do not try me! I said go home!!" I sensed that he is angry. "Oh yeah? don't try you? what will you do Mr. Raghuvanshi?" I said in a sarcastic way. To which he smirked. and said "don't ask for something you can't handle baby" What did he just say.....Baby? "I'm not your baby". "Are you sure?" he smirked again. Why the hell he's keep doing that. ......... Tropes - Friends to Lovers CBI officer × Teacher Past is Involved No cheating Mention of Domestic violence (not by Male Lead) Torture on Female lead (obviously not by Male Lead) #1 hers #19 slowburn #7 desiromance

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A 𝑯𝑱𝑷 𝑿 𝑭𝒆𝒎. 𝑫𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒐𝒅 𝑶𝑪 𝓕𝓪𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. _____________________________________ ╰┈➤ 𝑰𝒏 𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑱𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝑷𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 started his Hogwarts journey in search for his childhood friend he grew up hearing stories about from his parents. ╰┈➤ What will happen when he finds out on the first day of Hogwarts that 𝑪𝒓𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝑨𝒗𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒂 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒐, the childhood friend turned out just the opposite of how he imagined her to be. ╰┈➤ Join the two polar opposites in their journey of discovering undying love for each other + discovering the mysteries and conspiracies of a family with generations of long background as the world doesn't know that the last blood among them has a new game of conspiracy to throw on the board. Against whom? Do you believe everything in the world is real? Or the world itself is an illusion, just present in the consciousness of brain? Dive in to find out. !! NO GHOST READERS ZONE !! ⋆ 𝑬𝒙𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 ⋆ ⋆ 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑩𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 ⋆ 𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 ⋆ 𝑭𝒍𝒖𝒇𝒇 ⋆ _____________________________________ » 𝑷𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 - ᴶᵘⁿᵉ ³⁰, ²⁰²² (ᴼⁿᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ) » 𝑼𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 - ʷᵉᵉᵏᵉⁿᵈˢ _____________________________________ ᴾʳᵒᵍʳᵉˢˢ ᴹᵉᵗᵉʳ ʸᵉᵃʳ ¹ 🌕🌕🌕🌖🌚🌚🌚 ᴰᴴ ᴬᶜʰⁱᵉᵛᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ 🥈 ᴮᵉˢᵗ ᵐᵃⁱⁿ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳ ⁱⁿ Qᵘⁱᵈᵈⁱᵗᶜʰ ᴬʷᵃʳᵈˢ 𝑰 𝒅𝒐 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝑷𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒐𝒄 𝒂𝒏𝒅

PBS #1:The Billionaires Mistress by StilettoGodmother01

"I honestly do not know what type of game you're playing here but do not think, not for a second that I will leave my wife for a slut like you." He began to yell in a harsh tone, causing me to freeze in my tracks." Give me one good reason, why I should love you and if you think a baby will change the way I feel about you then you're wrong. I don't love you River. In fact, I never will." He said, with venom in each of his words. I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces. I could not believe this is the picture he had of me. "Love simply does not have reason love is an indescribable feeling and I am not asking anything on your behalf, "I replied, matching the same tone as his. Of course, deep down I knew it was all a lie. ********** One disastrous turn of events drives River to do the impossible to save her family and that is put to the test when she is asked to sleep with billionaire Ethan Scott, so she may carry the heir to his company.

Flightless Bird by colecolele

"So this is what they call 'love'... I fucking hate it..." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "You were the first person who broke my heart... For the rest of my life, you will always be the one you hurt me the most... Don't ever forget that." --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "I'm sorry for cutting out your wings when you were made to fly into the sky... I'm sorry for making you into a flightless bird. But now I am giving them back to you so you could fly to where you belong... Up in the sky."

~Trust Me ~ by insanelysane2552

"I want a divorce." And just hearing him say that my whole world that seemed to revolve around him stopped. Gathering myself I barely managed to speak in a voice that even I could not recognise. I couldn't comprehend anything going around me. "Wh..hy?" As soon as the words left my mouth he threw the file and the photographs spread across the floor. And those photographs had me in compromising positions with not one but several men. Looking at those photos I looked straight into his eyes. Disgust and hatred. The only emotions I could see. Taking a deep breath I composed myself and tried to keep my face void of the emotions I felt at that moment. Hurt and immense pain. If he didn't trust me then he has no right to see me vulnerable too. "Is this the only reason why you want to divorce me? No other except this?" It was foolish of me to ask him but I had to make sure. Also for me trust comes before love. If he doesn't trust me I don't even want to save the relationship. "Is this not enough you whore? What else can I expect from a slut and a gold digger like you! I knew it from the start that all you showed was just a facade. Your innocence, kindness, it was all fake. I just don't believe how can I be so dumb." Was I hurt? No I was broken beyond repair. My heart ached. I felt like I was seconds away from collapsing. I had far exceeded the limit of hurt and pain. I was so powerless in that moment that I couldn't even fight with him. Love makes you strong. I have heard and felt that countless times but they always forget to mention what comes after that. Love makes you weak too. I couldn't shout at him because I loved him. But I had to be brave. For myself. ************************************************** Is love enough for two people to be together or is there something more important than love? This is story of Xander and Sophie who loved each other but still couldn't be together. Because more important than love is trust. © All rights reserved

Resident Evil: The Final Chapter by user45947787

В этом фанфике я постараюсь (но это не точно) хотя бы частично исправить косяки последней части "Обители Зла" Пола Андерсона) Английский перевод будет, но это тоже не точно. Really, this is just a thinly veiled excuse for me to write some pro-Wesker fix-it story Obligatory "I don't own anything related to Resident Evil or Capcom" statement. I do, however, own the plot and concepts introduced in the story. P.S. Фанфик следует сюжету фильма примерно до середины, с которой и начинаются отличия. Также отличия есть и в прологе.

Caught up in Flames by live_laugh_love96

~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~|~| What if you’re not what you thought you were? What if you’re something totally and completely different? What if you’re something, that… something that you don’t even know what you are? How would you react? How should I react? Whom should I trust? Who will betray me again? It seems like life is a pointless thing after all, especially since will throw it away so haphazardly. Such a pointless thing.

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FAKE

PROLOGUE My name is Alex Kahill. On July 15, 2017, I killed a person, but am not accused of murder. However, I am being hunted by those who hold me responsible for this death...and most certainly, these folks fully intend to terminate my life. Three months ago, my life was actually better than good. I was taking a personal sabbatical in picturesque Western New York, doing three things that I dearly love. (1) Riding my bike (2) Flying my drone and (3) Visiting my son, Ben, who was interning as an environmental reporter for the Chautauqua Daily, a local paper serving the Chautauqua Institution. Better than good. And then out of nowhere, my existence went to shit. You know, the killing thing. So I'm writing this journal as a cry for help. In an effort to make some sense of the tragic events that have recently unfolded in my life, I'm hoping that if enough light is shed on what happened to me, my potential demise might literally become "troublesome" for those who would do me harm...maybe I'm just being naive, but it's worth a shot. At this point, I don't really have much to lose. I am no writer, so please bear with me. But know that I am totally vulnerable, so I'll try to be thorough as I tell my story. It probably would be good to start at the beginning.