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"Take this flower for example..."

"Yeah... what about it?" 

"Something so pretty," he grins observing it's pretty baby pink colour. "And so... delicate." he adds caressing the petals gently with his fingers.

I sat and watched in confusion until:

"Can be damaged and torn apart." he finishes crumpling it up in the rough palms of his hand.All Rights Reserved

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We Sleep at Sunset (Ember 1) by immoralLaurel

His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❤︎ flawed characters (and development) ᯓ Previously known as We Sleep at Sunset Copyright © 2018 immoralLaurel. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2024 immoralLaurel. All Rights Reserved.

You Like Me?! | ✓ by stillclo

"So, let me get this straight," I looked at him weirdly, raising my hands slightly in exclamation. "You like me?!" I asked him in disbelief. "Like or like-like?" I really can't get my head to process his words at the moment. "Is it weird that I don't." He simply replied, his voice sounded calm but serious at the same time. "And for your question, I do. I do like-like you. Like, I really like you. To the point that you're the only thing that's on my mind everyday and I can't seem to get you off it." I was literally standing there like an idiot, slowing blinking my eyes in a slow pace, still can't believe what's actually happening in front of me. ______________________________ ( Partially Edited.) First Published: July 23, 2020 Finished: October 16, 2021

Roses on Your Lips, Silk on Your Eyes - DaouOffroad by dinodaou_127

"The petals," Daou murmured, smiling as he ran his fingers through the soft roses scattered around them. Some were caught in Offroad's hair, a few sticking to his damp skin. "I should've known you'd end up covered in them." Offroad chuckled, tilting his head slightly to see the mess they'd made. "It's romantic," he admitted, voice shy but warm. "And a little ridiculous." Daou grinned. "Suits you perfectly then." - In which Daou and Offroad celebrate Valentine's Day together A quick heads-up: This story takes inspiration from some real-life moments and is based on Daou and Offroad in terms of looks and personality traits. However, it is purely fictional and not meant to reflect their actual relationship or who they are as individuals. Let's keep things light and fun!

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Hello August, Please Be Good To Me by mynameisdeviblaire

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Her Guardian ✓ by IceBlueCold

"Don't touch me" He said through gritted teeth, "I don't know what I'll do if you touch me" My heart dropped. "I don't want to see you like this" I frowned and hesitantly tried to touch his shoulder, but he grabbed my hand tightly but gently. "Fuck it" He murmured as he held my jaw and pressed his lips on mine. (The guy is 22 and the girl is 17 a few months away from 18. If you're bothered by that please don't read it.)

Beauty to Ashes by HanaAoi123

It was a beautiful beginning. She was a precious princess who was treasured by her father. Her life should have been filled with beauty, without winter, only sunshine. She just had to meet him. As she was dozing off, wrapped in a bundle of blankets on her father's lap in court, He was kneeling below, with a pale complexion and picturesque eyes. A small red mark was imprinted between his brows, akin to a red-crowned crane - alluring and highly venomous. He was a prince from the enemy land being held hostage, possessing an uncertain future She was the princess, with royal blood running in her veins. Hence, she became a legend passed down in folksongs on the apricot path: To give her life to the one she loves. Even if there came a day of heartless abandonment, there would be no regrets. But, in this story, there was another person. At her lowest points, he said to her, I will take you away, to the ends of the earth, not leaving, not forsaking - But, unfortunately, he wasn't the same young man from the very start. Till the end, when everything that flourished receded, she realized. Alas, all her former hate and pain was nothing but a lie. Her lifetime was the most magnificent beauty. After which, simply reduced to ash.

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We Sleep at Sunset (Ember 1)

His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙞𝙩 BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ violence/abuse/trauma ❤︎ flawed characters (and development) ᯓ Previously known as We Sleep at Sunset Copyright © 2018 immoralLaurel. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2024 immoralLaurel. All Rights Reserved.