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Nebun de alb

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arta cafenea dragoste drama durere iubire mister ura

„Ca un nebun de alb ce capturează
Regina neagră pentru o veșnicie. „

 Arta vorbea de cele mai multe ori în locul ei, muzica îi mângia sufletul  iar ea era  o visătoare  de când se știa. Ema o tânără româncă de doar  douazeci și patru de ani, pleacă la Paris pentru a-și alina rănile. Parisul devenise a doua ei casa și Une Autre Chance  cafeneaua în care lucra, la fel. Dar ce se întamplă când liniștea Emei este spulberat de un client misterios ce îi oferea un inel ? 
Cine era bărbatul? Ce voia? 
Nici Ema nu știa, dar avea de gând sa afle.All Rights Reserved

arta cafenea dragoste drama durere iubire mister ura

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CUPCAKES FOR LOVE (BWWM) by LFiorelina

"Haven't you done enough?" i asked him. He shaked his head, "No. I don't think so." "Please just leave," i said. More like begged. He shrugged his shoulders and made himself comfortable in one of my seats. Ladies and gentlemen that is the hottest man on earth, the love of my life, the one and only Alessandro De Luca. Just kidding. I'd rather die than have that asshole be the love of my life. He is actually my best friends brother, Nathan De Luca. An amaizing man. "I'll have coffee. Black, two sugars," he said, making himself comfortable. "Just get out of my shop......... You know what... I'm going to get you that coffee," i went inside the kitchen, to make the amaizingly irritating man his coffee. Two minutes later I'm back with the coffee. I poured it on his very expensive coat. He stood up cursing, getting the coat off, "What the fuck is wrong with you woman?" ???????????? She is Gianna. He is Alessandro. She is quiet and friendly. He is loud and not really friendly. She is irritated by him. He is intrigued by her. Both are opposites. Different but the same in all ways possible. She has taken in her now three year old niece as her daughter after the death of her one and only sister when she was giving birth. He has a son, from the worst relationship he ever had. She is running away from her ex. He is running away from himself. He doesn't beleive in love any more. She doesn't beleive in men trying to get close to her. And now he is back in town. Is he back to create disaster again and leave? Or is he back for good? Can they save eachother if they can't stand each other? Can they move on from their past?

Ballet Shoes, Angel's Hair and Revolution (A Les Misérables fanfiction) by vickyballerina

------ "It's either the kiss or the revolution" Paris, France, spring of 1832 Victorie is like a friendly shadow at Café Musain. A girl who always welcomes the guests with a warm smile never thinks twice before helping Madame Hucheloup and brings snacks for the always hungry boys, hidden in the back room. To them, she's only a girl who works at the Café, a girl who is always there to linger around and listen to their meetings, criticize their opinions and to make sure they go home before three in the morning. Enjolras has always been annoyed by her presence, but never denied her entrance to the back room, partially because feared angering the boys and Madame Hucheloup who all seemed to adore this simple girl, but also because he always found himself unable to utter a reasonable sounding world in a conversation with her. With the impending revolution, the leader of Les Amis de l'ABC has no time to think about the irrelevant girl. Courfeyrac, their best friend. The centre of the group. He's always there to support his friends, to tell a joke or two and to mend everyone's problems. Can it be that he is not all he seems to be? What happens when the glue that holds everything together begins to break? Could the group survive without its joining factor? The choices to make are not going to be easy... One is known... Everything will change when the boys find out that Victorie is keeping secrets... ---- #1 in #Courfeyrac 28/03/2019. and 10/05/2019 / 28/12/2021 #1 in #lesmiserables 20/11/2018 and 3/1/2023 #2 in #enjolras 3/4/2021 Disclaimer: I do not own Les Misérables! I do not own the images in the story unless I explicitly say so. I also do not own any of the amazing musicals that I am referencing or alluding too. All rights to their rightful owners. Enjoy!

the road to where by clownerella

February 1993 • Milan, Italy ᥫ᭡ Marisa is a young woman with lots of ambitions, lots of dreams, lots of curly, raven hair... and a fairly decent job in the publication industry, too. She's travelling to France for work, hopeful that a much deserved promotion may as well turn her life around and pull her out of her poor, judgmental hometown once and for all ... but little does she know that her life will be turned around by a fortunate meeting with an irresistibly charming, mysterious, foreign man at the airport in Milan, instead. She'll find him right when she's not even sure she can find herself at all... and when she's not sure she can find her boarding gate to begin with, either. All clumsiness circa boarding gates and travel items aside, they may not be on the same page, and oftentimes they won't be, being almost total strangers and all ... but their random meetup will still, inevitably leave a mark in both of them. To the point in which they won't be able to stay away from the other one for any longer than five minutes. Looking for the other one and lowkey hoping not to get caught redhanded doing that, because it just wouldn't be their style. Will it be a random fascination, will it be love, will it be just a flirt and that's it, or she will just end up being yet another woman in yet another port for him? Or, even worse... will he just end up looking like yet another one of those guys who are all smoke and no fire, to her eyes? Judging a book by its cover, Marisa would never bet a penny on him. But will he do what she's far too adamant to do herself ? Get aboard, sit down, and fasten your seatbelts. No pun intended. We're about to find it out. St. MMXXIV.X.VIII

THE DAY WE FOUND ❤️ by kailAkaede

Thanapon Aiemkumchai suffers from emotional disorders, making him unable to respond to others' emotions. Cold and rigid have always been synonymous with him. Pon also believed he would never be cured. That was until he met Bank Thanatip. The first time they met, Bank gave him two bottles of water. The second time, to Bank witnessed him during an episode. Both times, Pon was in his most embarrassing state and felt incredibly unlucky that someone had seen him like that. However, Pon found Bank to be gentle, different from everyone else. So, when a prop was about to fall, Pon unhesitatingly pushed Bank away, injuring himself and ending up in the hospital for a week. After being discharged, he became Bank's assistant. Due to a fan incident, Bank faced unprecedented cyberbullying. Pon wanted to comfort him. When he reached the window, he saw Bank speaking to him through the smoke. Bank said, "Pon, I am not gentle at all. That's just my actor's facade. On the contrary, I've been in trouble with the law, fought, got tattoos, and skipped school. Knowing this, do you still like me?" Pon walked through the smoke and stood before Bank, expressionless and somewhat cold. "You have personality flaws, and I have emotional disorders. Isn't that a perfect match?" Bank raised an eyebrow, extinguished his cigarette, and gave Pon a long kiss while holding his neck. Pon's condition will improve in the later stages. This story ain't mine

The Bond (Lesbian) by _Papii_

I haven't slept in days. I should have known better than to cross that line. She was my dad's wife. There is an unspoken line that I shouldn't have crossed. Now Nia is after me. She wants me to herself and she wont stop until I am completely hers. I have never cheated a day in my life but the one time I slipped up, I got a stalker. Danica knows something is wrong and I don't know what to say. I want to tell her but what if less is better? "ASIA, WHY ARE YOU PLAYING WITH ME?!" I lay flush against the wall in the kitchen pantry. I dare not move from this spot. I just want her to calm down. I peep through the crack of the door. She is pulling on her hair, removing huge patches. She stalks back and forth. "I JUST WANT TO TALK LOVE. WHY ARE YOU HURTING ME ASIA. YOU KNOW I LOVE YOU! ITS BECAUSE OF THAT BITCH ISNT IT?!" She takes a deep breath and smiles. "I TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH HER AGAIN AND YOU DID IT ANYWAY. YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD HIDE IT?! BRING YOUR ASS OUT OF THAT PANTRY MARIE!" I gulp, wipe the sweat off my face and step out the pantry. I hold my hands out and tip toe further in the kitchen. She jumps forward. "Okay whoa! Just wait. Nia, look I'm sorry. Can we just talk for a second?" She cocks her head to the side and smiles. "If we have one last night... can you just let her leave? I know I hurt you but please just let her leave. I cant stand the thought of you leaving me because if the police find out they will take you away." She looks down and thinks about it for a second. Lord, I hope this crazy bitch buys this shit. I see Nia's body hit the floor with a loud thump. "Come on bitch! You want me, you got me!" Danica throws her hands up in a fighting stance. Nia jumps up and throws a fist wildly, landing a clean hit on Danica beautiful face. ***. Follow me !!

Suicide Squad-El Diablo by taradarkgem

Meanwhile Amanda Sat at a small café sipping her drink. Spreading out the files among the men in front of her. She had big plans for the special prisoners that they had captured. "The last one was a hard one to catch. Her name is Circa. She wouldn't give us a last name. She is nowhere in our database, we couldn't find any information on her. She may seem sweet but she is anything but that. She is a vicious thing. She's killed many innocent lives. We don't know how long she has been alive but we do know she is powerful and thy we need her!" Amanda said. She began collecting all of her papers together and put them in her bag. "How did she get caught?" One of the men asked. "Batman" Amanda got up from the table. She gave the men a stiff nod before leaving the men at the Café. Circa occidere is a cruel yet not heartless woman. She may have killed more people then you know in your life. But she still has feelings that she hides well. She is currently in a jail cell that suspends her magic for the time being. When a (in her opinion) satanic she-devil comes and ask for her help in trade for her freedom she jumps onto the opportunity to save the world.On this crazy quest she finds love, family, and betrayal. (I DO NOT OWN SUICIDE SQUAD ONLY CIRCA) Things may not add up because of new information that I am putting into the story. Also I wrote this when I was 12 so bad grammar and stuff! WARNING :WRITING IS HORRIBLE.

Lawyers, Liars, & Lipstick by Dragon_T9

"Do you understand Omertà, Ms. Grey?" Carmin smiled kindly at the man, "it's a concept I'm familiar with. I do also, understand when I'm being threatened Mr. Fiore." Lucien's brow twitched as he watched the brunette in front of him continue to eat her scone. She wasn't reacting how one normally would in his presence and it irked him. "I'm not threatening you Ms. Grey..." he claimed, pulling out the chair in front of the lawyer. He unbuttoned his suit jacket as he lowered himself into the cold cafe chair. It looked tiny under his body and the muscles in his arms flexed when he leaned forward to lay them on his knees. He was unnecessarily close to Carmin, but the lack of boundaries didn't seem to deter her from eating in the slightest. Carmin pierced her lips, her head shook as she smiled up at Lucien, "Well then you are being followed by a man with a gun Mr. Fiore, you should really be more aware of your surroundings." Her comment was short, brisk, and coated in annoyance. Lucien stared at her for a second before leaning back in his chair, flashing his gun in the process before he moved his suit jacket black into place. He nodded to himself, "Alright. I am threatening you. Don't fuck up this case. You're job is to make this go away. You know this charge is bogus, they are after me. My brother did nothing wrong." "He got caught with an unregistered gun and a vial of ketamine." She responded dryly. Lucien grunted, "You're supposed to be the best." His voice was tight, eyes narrowed. Carmin brushed her hands together to rid the crumbs and shrugged, "So are you." She shot back, "Omertà or not, Mr. Fiore, everyone knows you run Casa Moretti. It is just a matter of proving it. My job isn't to protect you, it's to win my clients case. I am under no obligation to protect you. And if throwing you in a cell gets my client out, I won't hesitate."

The unreachable mountain by Growened

"You're unbearable!" He kicks her with utter contempt. "Please tell me where I'm wrong, causing you discomfort was not my intention," she said crying, causing him to hit her against the ground again. "Do you think you can live with good intentions? Didn't you have all the time you wanted to change and learn? You still dare to ask for more!" He yells at her with hatred, he blamed her for being the one will cause a woman to be beaten; He didn't want to be that kind of man. However, what he lived with her caused him to bring out what he hated the most about himself from within. -Forget it love- said a woman who was next to her- it's not worth it- this dog was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to support her just like she did; however he managed so that he and she hated each other and thus be able to steal it. The woman on the floor does not know how much she was framed and harmed by her naivety, nor did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortunes. Because of that woman she did not stop suffering, wherever she went she suffered verbal or physical abuse and everything was orchestrated by this woman; she didn't know until she was about to faint. "Why?" She asked this unarmed woman without knowing why she hated him so much. She never did anything to hurt him. She just laughed viciously without answering him, she didn't have to waste her time with an insect; leaving La to die imprisoned in the house where she was kidnapped. "Answer me!" She got up from her bed screaming "Eh? This looks like my room; Did I reincarnate myself in the past?" She ran to the bathroom just to see that her assumption was correct. She thanked the heavens for this second chance by promising that she wouldn't be fooled a second time.

Always together by San2045

/Blurb/ She wasn't sure who moved first but one moment she was standing there gawking at him and next their mouths were smashing against each other. She let out a loud moan as his lips touched hers. She didn't care that she was pressed against his wet self and her robe was getting wet in the process. All that mattered was the way his lips felt against her. She made a sound at the back of her throat as he snaked his arms against her waist and pulled her even more closer than it was possible. She wanted to cry, it was as if she was thirsty and he was the water and she was a man dying of hunger and he was the food. Thats how much she felt at home as his lips started moving against hers. He opened his mouth and pressed his tongue inside her and she whimpered as their tongues battled against each other, rolling and teasing, nipping at each other. She could still taste the chocolate on his tongue and she absolutely was addicted to it. She stifled a groan as his eyes rubbed at her side and she realised that it must hit him that she was completely bare, her nudity only covered by the silky robe. *** /Summary/ Natasha is a acclaimed writer who has her book turned into a short story for Hulu. But then she's also working on a new novel which may kill her. And the people who want her dead are none other than her husband's men. Apparently her husband is a mafia leader. So after finding out that her husband gang's want to kill her what will she do? Will she be able to save her life? And will their relationship sustain this? All rights reserved San2045 2018

Word Of Action!✔️ by saraqat

-I am not good at giving descriptions but please give my story a chance- "He was the calm and she was the storm." They always say, loving someone would turn your life upside down in a good way but I believed that it's the opposite of good, and guess what? I was right. Love was always out of my mind. I drink, eat, and breathe my work I'm the definition of work alcoholic it's the truth. Then one day when I entered this case I knew that it will let me get where I want but for the first time in my life I was wrong. I failed! Not in my work, I failed in my life and I think I deserve it. My dad always tried gaining control over me and I hated it. One day I became sick of my dad's controllers over me so I decided that no one other than me would be in control of my life. Since that day I took the remote control of my life, emotions, tears, future, work, and anything that would pop out in my mind. If you wonder what happens if I wasn't in control the answer is I don't know or let me say I didn't know! Till one day I lost the remote control and it ended up pretty bad! I don't fear love, I fear the idea of someone else having control over my heart & feelings because you never know if the person will cherish you and never break you, or maybe it's only me. I don't trust people it's a survival instinct. And me being a controlling freak over everything doesn't make it any better for me! Love is like a drug, when you have it you feel at the highest place in your life but when you lose it you'll feel miserable, that's what I learned from my story of love. If I lost Serkan I know that I'll break apart and never be the same because I love him so deeply, he's engraved in my heart. And like that when I married Serkan it was like signing a deal with the devil himself. The name of the story has a deep meaning you come to know in the story. ** The story is under editing **

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CUPCAKES FOR LOVE (BWWM)

"Haven't you done enough?" i asked him. He shaked his head, "No. I don't think so." "Please just leave," i said. More like begged. He shrugged his shoulders and made himself comfortable in one of my seats. Ladies and gentlemen that is the hottest man on earth, the love of my life, the one and only Alessandro De Luca. Just kidding. I'd rather die than have that asshole be the love of my life. He is actually my best friends brother, Nathan De Luca. An amaizing man. "I'll have coffee. Black, two sugars," he said, making himself comfortable. "Just get out of my shop......... You know what... I'm going to get you that coffee," i went inside the kitchen, to make the amaizingly irritating man his coffee. Two minutes later I'm back with the coffee. I poured it on his very expensive coat. He stood up cursing, getting the coat off, "What the fuck is wrong with you woman?" ???????????? She is Gianna. He is Alessandro. She is quiet and friendly. He is loud and not really friendly. She is irritated by him. He is intrigued by her. Both are opposites. Different but the same in all ways possible. She has taken in her now three year old niece as her daughter after the death of her one and only sister when she was giving birth. He has a son, from the worst relationship he ever had. She is running away from her ex. He is running away from himself. He doesn't beleive in love any more. She doesn't beleive in men trying to get close to her. And now he is back in town. Is he back to create disaster again and leave? Or is he back for good? Can they save eachother if they can't stand each other? Can they move on from their past?