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Agarrados de la mano

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Reads 49
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Parts 3
Time 8m

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En esta historia yo contare como conoci a Diana y como sigue estoy con ella apesar de todos los obstaculos que hemos tenido frente a la vida el sufrimiento y la vida de un adolescente las experiencias al tener una novia pues la etapa de tener novia fue la que me ha gustado mas y bueno cuando salga del colegio se que extrañare todo lo que pase aunque sufriendo con mis errores y mis problemasAll Rights Reserved

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"Spilled Water, Stolen Heart" || COMPLETED || ✅ by lunara_staryy

I exhaled, shaking my head in disbelief. "Welcome, Mrs. Vedant." She raised a brow, smirking. "Are you ready to become my puppet, Mr. Vedant?" ________________________________________ Anaya had always been a dreamer, lost in fictional worlds. Books weren't just entertainment; they were her escape. Reality was dull, full of responsibilities she had ignored for years. She had lied to her parents-told them she was preparing for JEE, that she needed time away from school to study. They believed her. She made them believe her. When she decided not to give JEE, she came up with another excuse: "I've realized I don't want engineering. I'll do UPSC, so I'll take CUET instead." And they trusted her again. But she hadn't been studying. Time had slipped away in distractions-books, social media, and then, anime. Her brother had always told her to watch anime, but she never cared. Then, in 10th grade, she overheard a boy in her class talking about One Piece. His passion intrigued her, so she gave it a try. And just like that, she fell into another loop-binge-watching episodes for hours, days, weeks. Now, she had one month left for boards and two months for CUET. The weight of her wasted time pressed on her chest. How did I let this happen? She had no option but to fix everything. Vasant, on the other hand, was everything she wasn't. Strict, studious, disciplined. He followed a routine, stayed up late to study, and was determined to crack JEE. But inside, he was drowning. Some nights, he felt so overwhelmed he cried. Yet no one knew. To the world, he was just another hardworking student. He hated books but loved anime. He didn't know that a girl in his class had once listened to him and fallen in love with his favorite anime. He didn't know that their lives had unknowingly intertwined years ago. And they still didn't know each other. But fate wasn't done with them yet.

0° Celsius :To Thaw A Frozen Heart ( Sample) by suzangill98

"How dare you!!" His stare and cold voice made me step back with fear scared of what he will do "You clumsy woman!! Keep those disgusting hands of yours steady or go die somewhere!! How dare you hurt her!! Do you even know who she is!!" "Alessandro..stop..it's alright.." Andrea pleaded from behind but he continued "Lowlives like you don't even deserve to step into a place like this bit we were generous to offer you this job....but You being an ungrateful brat couldn't do one thing right.......Hell you can't even walk properly how come you were hired for this job!!" Endless tears were flowing down my cheeks as he continued to reprimand me "Alessandro..please...stop" "No Andrea I will not stop..can't you see what she did.....You are too innocent and generous... you don't know girls like her.....they envy you and when they can't compete against you they engage in these dirty tactics .....bloody disgusting people...." I looked up into his eyes ....my eyes asking him if this is what he thought of me... I was never this low... How could he even think I did this deliberately! "Oh my god...your hand..." Andrea said looking at my hand I looked down to see my entire hand turned red with blisters everywhere. I felt numb earlier but now as I saw my wound I started feeling the suppressed pain I was controlling. My tears betrayed me not just because of his words but also from the pain of my burn. Andrea rushed towards me with a worried look on her face "Maria..bring ..the coolant hurry..we need to call the doctor.." She was something else So pure and caring My eyes lifted to see Ando He had a expression I couldn't decipher His eyes were fixed on my burn but I couldn't tell if he was worried or not. But soon that expression was gone as he turned around and left. I looked at his retreating back wondering since when did he become so heartless. Everything is fair in love and war And this my friends is a war of broken hearts. Also on Amazon #19 romance 12/9/2020

Taming The Mayor! by amna_riaz

"Brandon..... You're hurting me.", I hissed at him as he tightened his hold around my arm. "I don't give a fuck!", He hissed back digging holes inside me through his gaze. The person who stood in front of me, wasn't even a smallest, single fraction of the Brandon I loved... the Brandon who loved me. "Now listen carefully....", he dragged me as he pushed me against a wall hurting my back still holding my arm tightly. "I'm warning you for the last time.", He hissed closing the distance between the two of us to zero. His closeness still had an effect on my heartbeat that raced manically but little did it effect Brandon who stood digging holes into my entire body through his death glare. "I'm warning you for the last time... Don't test my patience. Try and act smart again and I'll show you how I can ruin you, your entire family and that little business of yours and the families of hundreds of your employees. Trust me, if killing you was an option I wouldn't have waited for a single second to get rid of you... So don't get on my nerves before I decide to change my mind.", He said out loud glaring directly into my eyes. There wasn't a small hint of sadness or sorrow but pure hatred and annoyance in his eyes as he uttered those words rendering me rather shocked. He let go off my arm and walked out I stood still, frozen at the thought of how can he hate me so much? My heart still flattered at his touch and here he was... He hated me to death! ********** For six years Amy stayed away from home, her family and friends. She ran away leaving behind everything and everyone. Even the guy she loved with all her heart. She built herself strong enough to fight the world and now she's finally back home... only to be married to ruthless, Mayor -- Brandon Mayhew, who hates her with all his might for breaking his heart. Will she be able to tame the hatred that the Mayor has for her? Or completely loose herself all over again? ***** This is book 2 to Period!

Acceptance: A Tale Of Love And Vendetta.. by marmoris47

"terra" "The vandalia organization" "Dark Realm" "Aesira" "Ace" "War" "Past" That's what she remember from their childhood. Childhood? Ruined. Teenage? Destroyed. Adulthood? Confused. Confused about everything from existence to past. Everything stood in front of her like a fortress. But she stood like queen handling everything with her grace. He was bought up with all love and care a child would want. But he hated woman. Why? Some teenage phases left unseen scars for him to suffer. From hating women to loving one and only women, that's what destiny has decided for him. But will it be easy? Is her past as much as easy as it looks like?. Past will stood in front of them like a villain in their perfect love story. Ruining their happy ending, but will they succeed? Will only one of them will remain with other ones memory? Or both of them will just mix up in air like a faded memory, etched in a very corner of some precious brain. your secret holder.. ~your marmoris~ Tropes* Ceo×Ceo Grumpy(her)×Sunshine(him) Violence Revenge Traumatic past Traumas •to know what the cruelest thing 'fate' hold for them dive into the•

Sanely Yours by Ashra45786543

-- PROLOGUE "Let me get this straight. We have nothing in between us, except for the deal we made that day" he spoke in a monotonous tone. "I am the one carrying your name behind me; we are married. how can you say we have nothing in between us? Huh" She yelled at him, tears blurred her vision, and she spoke her heart to him. "For god's sake, this marriage was to save you! Can't you get that? I did not do it willingly, I do not love you!!" He yelled back at her, shattering her heart into pieces. "Why can't you just love me?" She spoke, as she cried the tears of hurt, and pain. Her heart thumped loudly due to the shivering sensation She felt all over her body. "I never made a commitment to you, or gave you any false hope, neither did i say that i love you. Did i?" He asked her, in a very cold tone. She looked at him through her teary eyes. It's getting difficult for her to even breathe. "It was your eyes, the damn eyes. Who gave me the false hope. They say, "Eyes speak the truth," but what about mine? Couldn't you feel the sincerity within them, expressing my deep affection for you? Why didn't you see the love shining in them? Was it too complex to understand? Couldn't you notice the warmth as they gazed at you? They search for you in every corner, If only you realized how they silently echoed the emotions I couldn't articulate. They say, "Eyes never deceive." But what about yours? They played a trick on me when they met mine, painting a facade of a world that wasn't real. They made me feel loved, Leading me into a belief that crumbled, louder than your spoken promises. Why did they betray me? Was it your eyes or you that masked the truth?" He stayed still, not moving or saying anything at her statement. --

MAD WOMAN by catherinethewilliams

My sister has always attracted the wrong crowd who didn't hesitate to take advantage of her meek heart. Right from small, Zikora's naïvety always made me fight with every single one of her 'friends'. I have never been comfortable with any of her so-called friendships. Not even the one she was in at the moment with her new roommate. Funny enough was that I actually liked their relationship. It was pure, true, and more of a sisterhood. For the first time in history, Zikora made a true friend. I inwardly approved of the friendship, when the girl in question, didn't think twice in lunging a frying pan at my little sister's ex-boyfriend. And I know as you're reading this, you may ask yourself, what was my issue then? My issue wasn't with the friendship, but the babe herself. Her appearance reminded me of that Disney princess that had the complexion of a vampire. Snow White, very innocent looking creature. But that girl was the definition of a werey in disguise. Chineke ekwela! And I know you've already started judging me as the problematic character already. I am not problematic, she is. You may begin to think that okay I'm probably overreacting. Oga, Aunty, I am not overreacting. On the first day of meeting her, this babe carried her old fashioned okrika shoe that looked like it suffered for nineteen years, and threw it at the glass of my car while I was driving. Aunty, ha si na hel zipụ gị, ma-ọbụ site n'oké ọhịa ọjọọ dị n'obodo m? {did they send you from hell, or from the evil forest in my village?} That one is her business sha. She should just carry her small bum bum and stay on her own, because she's really getting on my nerves. I don't blame her, because she knows she's fine. That's why she's doing all this bullshit. But all that I know is using the word 'mad' in a sentence, I would say; Biboere Mirabel Madagascar is a MAD WOMAN. Come and fight me.

Blue Lock x Princess! Reader by couldntbemetbh

You're the only daughter (and princess) of a notorious royal family in Japan, and ever since you were a little girl, you've loved soccer/football with all your heart! Playing the sport has been your passion for as long as you can remember, but your family hasn't been supportive. Your father and older brother always dismissed it as a "man's sport," refusing to let you play, while your mother constantly tried to push you toward more "girly" hobbies. But you never gave up. Soccer/Football was your dream, and no one could take that away from you. You practiced in secret, joined soccer/football clubs, and honed your skills despite the odds. One day, a strange letter arrives by the guards addressed to your brother, inviting him to a mysterious all-boys soccer/football facility called Blue Lock. Seeing this as your chance to prove yourself, you make a bold decision: disguise yourself as your brother and enter the program. In a place where only one dream can matter, you'll stop at nothing to chase yours. (Now, I don't want to tell young audiences that they can't read this (because even if I did, they probably wouldn't listen and read it anyway). So, young audiences, you can read this, but I will put up disclaimers in chapters that have inappropriate content in them! So, if you want to skip over them, feel free to do so. I own none of these characters and all rights of Blue Lock go to Muneyuki Kaneshiro, Yusuke Nomura, and whoever made the wallpaper/poster I used for the cover of this book, it belongs to them, not me! And any images/GIFs I use go to their rightful owners! If I make any spelling mistakes or any mistakes in general, comment and just let me know! Also just comment in general if you'd like. I love to laugh)!

You're Still The One *slowly editing* (Completed) by LaraRuze

'You didn't answer my question,' he asked, holding her gaze in his hypnotic ones. 'Wh... what question?' She was surprised at her own voice, it sounded like of someone else's. She wanted to ask him--which question, there were so many he had asked her tonight. Each one threatening in their own different ways to her sanity. Brandan smiled mysteriously. Not answering her, he instead said something else, 'Don't keep staring at me like that.' His voice was soft. Suddenly, she found herself in some other world. 'W.. why?' She stammered ridiculously. His lips slightly brushed against her, she closed her eyes in anticipation, under the spell of their lips connecting. Sparking were the electricity all over her skin. ''Cause....' He took a step back from her, leaving her cold and she was too lost to do something about it--like leaping closer to him and getting engulfed in the euphoric warmth once again. ''Cause, you will fall in love with me... ' He paused as growling deeply a set of thunders boomed above the skies. Cold wind made her hair dance around. He finally finished his sentence, 'Again.' Rain poured down upon her heavily as if the entire sky was about to break down over her, She opened her eyes against the cold water to see he had lef alreadyt, leaving her to drown into his words, completely. *** They say love's blind. Maybe that's why Emma loved Brandan despite all odds, more than she loved herself but only to find that it wasn't enough. When time and fate decided to be cruel to the utmost, she found herself broken in all the ways possible. Realizing that love wasn't enough, she picked up her ruined self and found a new beginning at the end. But fate had, apparently, some unexpected plans in store. Against all odds, they were meant to face one another once again. But this time, Brandan was a changed man and so was Emma. While one was burnt from the pain, another was burnt from the guilt. And then...

The Forgotten Memories by lowtensionsuika

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"Spilled Water, Stolen Heart" || COMPLETED || ✅ cover

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"Spilled Water, Stolen Heart" || COMPLETED || ✅

I exhaled, shaking my head in disbelief. "Welcome, Mrs. Vedant." She raised a brow, smirking. "Are you ready to become my puppet, Mr. Vedant?" ________________________________________ Anaya had always been a dreamer, lost in fictional worlds. Books weren't just entertainment; they were her escape. Reality was dull, full of responsibilities she had ignored for years. She had lied to her parents-told them she was preparing for JEE, that she needed time away from school to study. They believed her. She made them believe her. When she decided not to give JEE, she came up with another excuse: "I've realized I don't want engineering. I'll do UPSC, so I'll take CUET instead." And they trusted her again. But she hadn't been studying. Time had slipped away in distractions-books, social media, and then, anime. Her brother had always told her to watch anime, but she never cared. Then, in 10th grade, she overheard a boy in her class talking about One Piece. His passion intrigued her, so she gave it a try. And just like that, she fell into another loop-binge-watching episodes for hours, days, weeks. Now, she had one month left for boards and two months for CUET. The weight of her wasted time pressed on her chest. How did I let this happen? She had no option but to fix everything. Vasant, on the other hand, was everything she wasn't. Strict, studious, disciplined. He followed a routine, stayed up late to study, and was determined to crack JEE. But inside, he was drowning. Some nights, he felt so overwhelmed he cried. Yet no one knew. To the world, he was just another hardworking student. He hated books but loved anime. He didn't know that a girl in his class had once listened to him and fallen in love with his favorite anime. He didn't know that their lives had unknowingly intertwined years ago. And they still didn't know each other. But fate wasn't done with them yet.