Atracción Adolescente
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Huling na-publish Sun, Apr 29, 2018
Que te guste tu mejor amigo?...jajaja
Bueno es super probable que ocurra ya que como seres humanos no tenemos el consentimiento de dominar nuestros sentimientos, nuestro amor hacia una persona X. Algunas veces no sabes ni lo que sientes, tu mente te dice algo pero tu corazón te dice lo contrario.
Yo pensaba que lo que sentía por esa persona era amistad y mucho cariño hasta que en algun momento me di cuenta que me he enamorado!
Podré salir de esta tortura que me esta atormentando?
De este amor gigante? dos caminos en el cual yo debo elegir y saber sobrellevarlos...
AMISTAD O AMOR?!.
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9 Years Later
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ARISA~ His Buried Love
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Sophisticated Ride
Camila: I am so done with gorgeous men, I fell for one a long time ago and paid with my heart. I thought he loved me until I figured he couldn't stand my body and I was just a free place to live. I don't have time for games, I need to stay focused. Dante: I come from a family of means, but, I am just a regular man, I work 9 to 5. I actually enjoy working with all the "little people" I feel respected with them. I have recently woken up from a long sleep, I didn't even know a person could break your control the way she did it to me. She refuses to take my shit, and I love her all the more for it. -and when I inhaled again, I could smell HER, fuck, something citrusy and sweet. Delicious, I wondered if her lips would taste as good as she smelled. Her full peach colored lips beckoned me for a sampling. My mouth began to water. I looked back up to her eyes and time seemed to stand still, holy shit! That actually happens?! and as I gazed into her eyes, I felt something shift, I felt like my soul was on full display for her to unravel. And in her eyes, I saw a story, a story I very much would like to know about. Her eyes were like dark pools of chocolate coaxing me to take a dive. And I very much wanted to take the plunge and drown in them. She started to lean closer to me but stopped when I opened my stupid mouth said the last thought I'd had, "Impressive, did your man teach you how to work on his car?" Obviously, it was not what she waited for me to say at that moment and whatever connection had began was just as quickly DISconnected , because she gave me, what I'm assuming was supposed to be a death glare, but really she just managed to look cute with her little nose scrunched up. "Ex-cuse me!?" she almost yelled, she looked hurt. Oh damn, "What?" Shit, I had been drooling so much over her scent that my mouth didn't process the words through my brain before releasing.Kumpleto
Ours To Be (All Ours, #1)
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Finding Happiness (Book 1 comes before and ties in to You Series)
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Sing To My Heart
Note: They are humans instead of animals. Sorry to anyone who thought it would be like beastars or like we got teleported to their world. This is a reader insert and they are all human. Will include swears, triggering/disturbing tropics, might have some heated moments. Read at your discretion. I don't own any of the characters or songs used in the story. Any songs that I say belongs to the reader is just for the story. All rights to the songs and characters (expect y/n) go to the rightful owners. Also this story was inspired by @OneArtsyGamer03 ,please go check out her stories since they are amazing. This is my original story but there are some similarities to her's, so please go show her stories some love because she definitely deserves it. Runawaying from Redshore city wasn't my plan but I felt trapped in that city. You never could make it unless you had connections or were from a famous family and that's not how I wanted it to go. I love to sing and my best friend got me into dance. Now I love going with the flow and letting the music take over my body. I ran away from my home with nothing but my skateboard, guitar and a back full with anything I could shove inside of it. Now I live in a studio apartment, making my own songs with choreography for them and casually posting the audio of the song or the actual dance video on the internet because why not. I work at a skate shop to help pay my bills and to stay out of trouble with the police since I've gotten in trouble with them a couple of times for street performing without a license. But like my best friend used to say, "You're only in trouble if you get caught" and I never did, so now I just chat up with them to pass some time or to help someone. When I heard of a singing competition I thought it couldn't hurt. I mean I might be able to win a nice prize and get some more publicity for my music, which was more important to me then some cash prize but it would be nice.Kumpleto
We are worlds apart, yet his presence feels like a force pulling me closer to his orbit. He creates galaxies with the stroke of his brush, immortalizing the stars on a canvas worth millions, while I am a mystery hidden in the depths of the ocean. Can he, make me part of his eternal masterpiece? The thought of being part of his world feels both intoxicating and impossible. SKYE ARCHEN - A name that resonates in galleries and auctions, whispered with admiration and curiosity. He is a living paradox-famous yet elusive. Everyone knows his art, but his face remains a mystery to most. With his tall stature, striking features, and enigmatic eyes, slightly wavy hair and impeccable style set him apart from everyone else. His cold demeanor adds to the allure, making it almost impossible to approach him. Yet, beneath that exterior lies a mind that can transform emotions into breathtaking masterpieces. His words are as calculated as his brushstrokes, leaving you either mesmerized or questioning your reality , He's an artist who doesn't just create beauty; he is beauty personified. CYPRYAN TACHAI - A soul bruised by love, carrying the weight of past heartbreak. Our paths crossed in the most unexpected way- It was late, and the rain poured relentlessly as I stood, broken and vulnerable, almost colliding with his car. I never imagined that a man like Skye Archen, with his privilege and perfection, would even notice someone like me. He offered me the position of his assistant, yet doubts plague me. Was it a fleeting act of kindness? My heart warns me to stay guarded, yet his presence stirs something I thought I had lost-hope .The fear of being hurt again is overwhelming, but his gaze holds something I can't quite decipher. Still, the question lingers: can someone like him truly care for someone like me, or am I just another fleeting muse for his endless canvas? - I'M THINKING A LOT ABOUT WRITTING THIS FANFIC. SO , YAHH.. FOR ALL [JOONGDUNK] SHIPPERS ❤.
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