Bedtime Stories

Bedtime Stories

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¿ Que pasaría si eres el chico mas famoso de tu universidad pero no quieres serlo? Esto es lo que le sucede a Ethan, tiene a gente que mata por estar a su lado , pero el no quiere eso, solo quiere ser un chico normal, aun así, tiene a tres mejores amigos que los quiere como si fuera sus hermanos de sangre. Tiene un pasado que no le gusta recordar, en especial a una persona que adora con todo sus ser, que falleció cuando el tenia tan solo 13 años, esa mujer que le daba consejos, lo ayudaba cuando no entendía algo en sus clases, esa mujer que le contaba Cuentos para Dormir. Deseaba con todo su ser que ella le volviera a contar Cuentos para Dormir. Acompaña a Ethan es su loca vida, ¿Te atreves a seguir leyendo? #NoAlPlagio Historia completamente mía. Fecha de Inicio: 05/05/2018
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"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)

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