Unsimilar Boyfriend
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Hello there. My Name is Kiara. My friends are usually calling me "keyara" or simply just "key"). Saat ini gue berumur 21 tahun, and this is my past story. A real story. Ya, mungkin cerita yang enggak biasa untuk anak seumuran gue, but don't judge me. Judge the love.
Semua berawal ketika pengumuman kuliah. Bukan, gue bukannya mau bercerita tentang kuliah gue, (hmm tapi tetep bakal gue ceritain juga si...) melainkan gue ingin bercerita tentang "teman" sekaligus cinta pertama gue di kuliah. Kenapa gue kasih tanda kutip? Karena ya bukan sekedar teman. Teman hidup, mungkin. Hahaha.
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π ππππππ ππππππ ππ πππ ππππ π πππππ'π πππππππ. Book 1 in "Dark Fate" series. "They say you can't choose who you fall in love with, and he couldn't agree more. His sister's best friend had captured his heart, and he was consumed by his obsession for her and now, he knows he would never be able to let her go because she belongs with him." β’ β§ β’ There's a kind of love that feels like sunlight - warm, gentle, safe. And then... there's his. It's not cruel. It's not loud. It's something far more dangerous - quiet, calculated, all-consuming. He was my best friend's brother. The man I was never supposed to notice. He watched from the shadows, memorizing me without ever needing a single word. I never really knew his name... but he knew everything about me. My fears. My patterns. My dreams. Even the parts I hadn't yet discovered myself. He's always been there, just a step behind-waiting, watching, wanting. And now, he's no longer waiting. He calls it love. I don't know what to call it, only that it pulls me in like gravity - unavoidable, inescapable. There's safety in his arms, yet danger in his silence. Gentleness in his touch, yet fire in his gaze. And somewhere in the tension between fear and longing, I find myself unraveling. Because the scariest part of being wanted like this... Is realizing you might want them back.Complete
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A Typical Girl's Billionaire
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Hey there! I'm Aria Ried I'm 15 years old and this is my story of my so called mate rejecte me. Yes I've been one of the packs Omegas since I lost my mom. Yes I get daily beatings. Yes my mate turns out to be the asshole known as the future Alpha. No I wasn't in love with him before hand ... honestly I hated him. Yes I slept with him at his party ... then the next day he freaking rejected me. My father, older brother, older sister, and twin brother do nothing to help me. My father, and older siblings joined in on the abuse. They believed it was my fault my mother died. The only people that care for me and try to help are my twin brother Akiro and my best friend Charlie, that was born the same day as Akiro and I. The day my mate rejeted me I had had enough. So I ran as far as my four legs could carry me. See in all this other rejection stories you read some talk about having a second mate. Well that's not true. You would have to be like the moon godess if you were to have a second mate. Did I forget to mention anything? Oh yea I almost forgot. After I get rejected and run I find out I'm pregnant. But don't worry. My ex-mate will never see my baby or I again. I don't care if he is my mate or not I hate him and always will. Hmm ... there's something I know you need to know but I can't put my finger on it. Wait a minute! I remeber now! How could I forget. You should know that I'm not your average wof. No I'm not pure white. I'm white with black on the tips of my ears and black spots on my paws but that's not what's important. What is is that I have powers! Powers that only my friend Charlie knows of. Why's that? Well it's because she has powers too!Complete!["My Little Monster~"|| Selever X Reader [DISCONTINUED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/268673945-256-k202187.jpg)
"My Little Monster~"|| Selever X Reader [DISCONTINUED]
Hello! This is my first book so there will probably be some Errors but i'll try my best to fix it. Also English is not my native language so pardon my bad grammarπ π π . Anyway here are some keywords: (Y/N) = Your Name (L/N) = Last Name (H/C) = Hair Colour (H/L) = Hair Length (F/C) = Favourite Colour (S/F/C) = Second Favourite Colour (F/F) = Favorite Food (F/D) = Favourite Drink (F/S) =Favourite Sweet (B/N) = Brother's Name (M/N) = Mother's Name (F/N) = Father's Name __________________________________________________________________________________ You're on college btw and (Y/N) is female. here's a peek at my book. _________________________________________It was a sunday morning and you were making lunch for you and you're roommates. Suddenly you got a call from the headmaster saying that you and your roommates would be having a new roommate and that they would be arriving after lunch. ~Time Skip~ You were playing video games on the couch when you heard a knock on the door. You were confused on why there were knocking on the door because it was Sunday and most of the students were out doing god knows what. Then you suddenly remembered that the headmaster told you that you were having a new roommate today. You opened the door and you see a cute half human half demon boy. "Oh! You must be our new roommate. Nice to meet you, My name's (Y/N) (L/N)." You introduced yourself. "Sup cutie. The names Selever nice to meet you." ............... That's all folks! If you want more of this story, I suggest you read this book. Edit: Just a fair warning. Some chapters may have been jumbled Because of an error so please check the chapters before you read them please.Complete
My love is as a fever
Characters:- Timothy- A college student who is studying in film department. He is very tall and looks like a K-pop idol. New- A college student who is studying graphic designing. He is a short guy and secretly having a crush on Tim. (In the night) New was watching 2gether series in his laptop while sitting at his study table. Suddenly, someone knocked New's door. New saw through the peephole but there was no one standing there but he heard the knocking sound. Then, he opened the door. Tim surprised him with two cups of Starbucks Coffee. (Starbucks is a very famous Coffee Shop) "Oii... You just scared me. Why did you came here now?" "I want to ask some questions". "What question?" New asked while watching the series. "Am I considered as gay now?" New got shocked by that question and turned at him and laughed. "Are you serious? Don't you know that you're gay when you were sucking my neck yesterday?". "I just kiss your neck because I like you. But I don't like boys. Isn't that weird?" "Then, who am I?" "You are New". "I mean what gender am I?". "Boy right? Don't say you're girl and changed your gender to boy". "Noooo, I was born as a boy" New was laughing at him so hard. Tim was staring at him cluelessly. "Okay, I can understand you now. You are Pansexual" New said it confidently. "What is Pansexual?" "Pansexual means you're attracted towards people regardless of their sex or gender identity". "How am I attracted like that?" "You maybe attracted by sexually, romantically or emotionally". New sat in front of him on the bed and held his hands. "Look at me. How are you attracted towards me right now? Sexually, romantically or emotionally?" Tim looked at him from his hair to his toes. "I think that I'm attracted to you by all those aspects. But seeing you in these shortpants making me want to have sex with you right now" Tim touched his thighs. "Mr. Timothy, stop touching me! I want to watch a series" New removed Tim's hands from thighs.Complete
π ππππππ ππππππ ππ πππ ππππ π πππππ'π πππππππ. Book 1 in "Dark Fate" series. "They say you can't choose who you fall in love with, and he couldn't agree more. His sister's best friend had captured his heart, and he was consumed by his obsession for her and now, he knows he would never be able to let her go because she belongs with him." β’ β§ β’ There's a kind of love that feels like sunlight - warm, gentle, safe. And then... there's his. It's not cruel. It's not loud. It's something far more dangerous - quiet, calculated, all-consuming. He was my best friend's brother. The man I was never supposed to notice. He watched from the shadows, memorizing me without ever needing a single word. I never really knew his name... but he knew everything about me. My fears. My patterns. My dreams. Even the parts I hadn't yet discovered myself. He's always been there, just a step behind-waiting, watching, wanting. And now, he's no longer waiting. He calls it love. I don't know what to call it, only that it pulls me in like gravity - unavoidable, inescapable. There's safety in his arms, yet danger in his silence. Gentleness in his touch, yet fire in his gaze. And somewhere in the tension between fear and longing, I find myself unraveling. Because the scariest part of being wanted like this... Is realizing you might want them back.
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