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Fairy Dust and Jazz

DawnabcBatonbonker

LECTURES 948
Votes 46
Parties 35
Durée 6h 20m

LECTURES 948
Votes 46
Parties 35
Durée 6h 20m

DawnabcBatonbonker

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❝ "I've never done anything like that with anyone before!"

"Maybe you've never been brave enough." His eyes made my heart stop, just as they pierced into mine, leaving a subtle subtext for me to hear. Maybe no one made you feel brave before.

But I'm here now, he told me with silent whispers, his hands on mine, his eyes on the street ahead as we walked slowly, endlessly. I'm here, and we'll be brave together. ❞

Something most people didn't know about Sama was the fact that she had absolutely nothing special about her. Sure, she enjoyed her time with her family and thought the world of Bollywood music from the 70's, but did that make her any different from the girls that passed her by on the street? Not really... at least, not until she fell for the rather charming Nathaniel.
Falling for the boy with a voice that could make her burn and shiver all at once should've been a clichéd relationship from the start, but it wasn't. Every word he spoke felt real, and every promise he made was special. Whether or not he knew, he'd won her over no matter how she tried to resist, and resist she did. 
Maybe that was what made her stand out for the go-with-the-flow Nathaniel. In his eyes, she was more than the everyday fan-girl. Sure she made bubbly eyes at him and enjoyed his company just like all the others, but it was more than that. Sometimes, she was the most gullible person he knew. That sometimes, with all the chaos and pandemonium, she held the balance between his brutally imbalanced world and him. 
A difficult love with a story like no other will bring these two to believe that sometimes some things happened for a reason while other times, you have to fight for those details that matter.Tous Droits Réservés

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Tongue Tied, écrit par KevinaOyatedor

Maya wants to be a famous actress. Maya also has stage fright. It's kind of redundant that she's in the drama club. She's just a stand in and stage handle because her first audition was a disaster. She could barely get out the words. She locked up and ran away. Sam has no problem being the center of attention. He nails all the scenes and monologues. He's confident and fluid. She wishes she had his confidence. Envies it, even. He's a cocky, narcissistic pretty boy. The school sees him as the perfect specimen. Maya can see through his facade as he pulls off. His so-called charms seem fake. No one is that perfect. Sam loves the spotlight, all eyes on him, the applause. It makes him want to go on, as the saying goes. Maya was someone he sees as a background actor, where she belongs. He belongs on the center stage. One date between them meant nothing. He moved on. They barely spoke unless it's in drama club. One kiss meant nothing. He always wanted to know how she kissed. He got his answer. Their drama teacher has now partnered them up as acting buddies for the next play. That was the last thing she wanted. The more time she spends with him during rehearsals, the more she sees him, his dedication, his passion. He's mesmerizing. Sam sees a spark in her when it's the two of them. Sassy as she is, there is a vulnerable side she shares. She's falling for his charm. She's falling for him. But does he feel the same way? Is he playing the charm on her to get what he wants? She has to keep it in, she can't break character.

You Are The Reason, écrit par Kalicy101

*"Move, weirdo." She glanced at him and sighed. "Feel free to move if you want to, there's so much room." He raised his eyebrows in surprise. Firstly because she dared stand up to him, nobody did that. Everyone, except his friends and family, feared and respected him. Secondly because this was the school weirdo, who rarely interacted or talked to anyone. "You sure I'm the person you wanna mess with?" She shocked him again by responding. "I got bigger problems that pissing off the school's biggest bully." She spoke calmly. Like, it showed that she was not scared of him. She actually looked... bored. "Yeah, like what?" he asked, willing to know what could possibly be worse than pissing him off, and insulting him on top of that. She looked at him, like really looked into his eyes, and he was taken aback by the pain reflected in her eyes. "Piss off." she said and walked away. He was internally grateful that there was no one else in the hallway, because he had no intentions of following that girl.* Callie Wild was the school weirdo. The girl who kept to herself, had no friends, spoke to no one and stayed out of trouble. People knew she liked to wear bottlenecks and long sleeves,nobody ever wondered why. Nobody ever thought she could be hiding something. But she was carrying so many secrets, hiding them from even her own family. Jace Sherman was the typical high school badboy; handsome, rude, player, well built. All that. He's always looking for trouble with his friends, and they always find it. This time, he isn't looking for trouble, he's looking for answers. Answers to things that didn't concern him. Like why that weird shy girl was the way she was. And what was she hiding???

A guide to being just enemies, écrit par happy_boo

Riya had crafted her world around her with utmost care and love. Tending each relationship to flourish and protecting them fiercely from every storm. The peace and comfort of her surroundings started becoming murky bit by bit when things started slipping out of her hand and her carefully crafted world fell in front of the man she despised.

𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 , écrit par bubblylilyfics

⋆𐔌𝐑𝐇𝐘𝐓𝐇𝐌𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 ~ 𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤.ᐟ ₊ ꒱ For those who love, ❝she wanted to be someone's khawaish and not someone's need... unknown of the fact she was his everything❞ Kind of trope. ★ ────── · · ⋆.𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝓼𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓪 - A Normal middle class girl, with a heart pure as chasni and a jubaan like a scissor. A girl who thought she lost in everything she had ever tried to do - either it was friendship or being a perfect student, daughter or getting loved by her crush. Being an 11th grader She was the one earning for her family by teaching kids, it was hard for her to manage so many things but still she was fighting for her mom and dad. She was a - "Chahun mai ya na" girl. 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ───── 𝐀𝐘𝐀𝐀𝐍 𝓞𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓸𝓲 ˙⋆. - 'A Rich spoiled kid' was what everyone thought of him. But deep down that costly jackets and mask of teasing smile there were scars which he thought can never be healed. All he craved was attention and Love about which he didn't even knew how it feels. He didn't wanted to be loved, he wanted to Feel Loved. He kept himself distant from people cause he knew his trauma's were something which people will never understand. He was a - "tu jane na" boy. ⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣⌣ ‧₊˚✧ She didn't bought her important biology notes cause she wanted to gift him something he can treasure forever on there last day. Unknown of how he didn't sleep for two months so that he can write all the notes for her, knowing how she never took things bought from somone else's money. "tumhe to sitare pasand nahi the..." she said teasingly, while sitting beside him. "tumse nahi mila tha kabhi" He replied staring in her eyes, hoping to see her smile she did.

Red Strings: Destined Love, écrit par Ira_Alessia

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐨 "𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝" 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. ••••• "Look into my eyes and tell me you don't love me," he challenged. "I don't love you," I declare, my voice steady but my resolve wavering. He smiled at me, though his expression was tinged with pain, tears pooling in the depths of his eyes. "I knew it, you still love me so much." I was rendered speechless by his declaration, my efforts to conceal my emotions proving futile as he effortlessly deciphered the truth written in my eyes. "Say it, just once, that you love me, my Sweetheart. Just once, please," he pleaded. I finally surrendered, tears misting my own eyes as all rational thoughts scattered, "I love you. I never stopped loving you." "And I love you infinitely more," he declared, leaning closer towards my lips. I placed a trembling hand over his mouth, halting him in his tracks, and shook my head slowly. "We can't. It's wrong. We can't betray our partners." *** Two hearts, torn apart by the cruel hand of fate, find themselves face to face after 4 long years. Once college sweethearts, they have now transformed into business partners. People have come and gone, circumstances have shifted, choices have been made, and personalities have evolved. Yet, amidst the upheaval, one thing remains unchanged: their undying love for each other, a relentless longing that consumes them day and night, a yearning to finally claim each other as their own. However, the path ahead is far from simple. Bound by commitments, every move feels like a forbidden dance. Will they muster the strength to resist their burni

His love , écrit par selene_writes05

NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH STRANGER . OR MAYBE NOT . Story of a girl who is trying to gain herself back, after her ex boyfriend shattered her and left her for someone else. Will she ever trust someone or she'll stick with the rule of "NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH STRANGER." **Further** Oh? So you remember me by my voice, great Miss Naina . I'm surprised. " Smirking. " Hah! Whatever. So I'm here for an interview? Or in a trap? " " Wow! Double surprise. From shy cat to outspoken cat hmmm... I like it . Yes you're here for an interview since you said you don't wanna work here and I have lots of work pending which probably should be done by you . So.... "He took a pause spin his chair to face her ." I'll interview again and recruit you in my company. " He stands up from his sit and walked near her . " And what if I don't wanna give this interview? " She said while her steps back . " Well Naina ., Miss Naina I like your style but you need to work here . You were the only one who handled my all stuff , meetings , schedules . And beside this I want you to work with us because you don't remember anything, and I dont want anyone to take advantage of this thing. " He says taking every step front while she's taking back . He backs off movs to his chair and says " oky enough of talks let's take you interview and end this ." While Naina is in shock , blinking with parted lips . 😉 Hello my love ❤️ I'm trying to write ✍️ smthing beautiful for y'all . Hope so you'll like it ... Feel free to review... It's gonna be a good story not having spicy scenes tho ... Just normal and good story . #22(office) out of 13.6k {20/08/2024}

Once Upon A Bus Ride, écrit par iamtheeamani

Morgan Hall is your average teenager. That is if you consider having a billionaire CEO of a world renowned company as a dad and a fashion designer of one of the most famous lines in the world as a mother average. Let's not leave out her singer/actress of a sister who's taking the world by storm. Morgan was no doubt born with a giant silver spoon in her mouth, but her life isn't always as perfect as it seems. Aaron Smith, quiet and reserved, admired my many for his good looks. He doesn't seem to associate himself with many people. Which is why it's so strange when he finds himself becoming friends with the rich, little, daddy's girl...at least that's what he thinks of her. Fate and chance are at work when they cross paths one afternoon on a bus. Throw in crazy lives and secret identities, and you get one hell of a ride on the road to self discovery. What Morgan doesn't know is that one stubborn move could land her a new friend, and possibly even more. ~~~~~ "It's amazing...magical even, how hearing one song can take you back to a single moment or a series of them, just so you can live it all over again," he said. "I think that's the best part about music. It's like time travel you know? Going back to the past, or sometimes even visualizing the future...what we could be." "What about the sad moments?" I asked softly. "Nobody wants to re-live those." "Maybe not, but that's the entirety of it," he answered, raising his hand to brush away the hair from my face before tucking it behind my ear. "There's always good in the bad, and bad in the good. Balance." His fingers trailed down my arm, sending shock waves through me. "Can I tell you something?" I asked softly. The corner of his lips curved upwards in a small smile. "You can tell me anything."

Scars, écrit par SarahORawe4

"If I risk it all, could you break my fall? How do I live? How do I breathe? When your not here i'm sufficated. I wanna feel love, run through my blood. Tell me is this where I give it all up? For you, I have to risk it all, Cuz the Writing's on the Walls." This is a story about a boy and a girl. She loves him, and he want's her dead. But he vowed to keep her safe..But how can he keep such a dangerous vow? *EXCERPT FROM BOOK BELOW* "Our story is like the movies. The movies with the happy endings?" I yelled as he got out of the car. "No! Our ending is nothing like those movies Vana. Our story is the both of us risking it all and then ending up right next to Kyle." He said and sighed. And he was right. Our ending is that one fucked up movie that no on wants to go see. "SO YOU AREN'T WILLING TO RISK IT ALL!?! I yelled louder as the rain came pouring down. He turned on his heal and stomped twords me pulling me close to him leaveing no space between us. His lips came crashing down on mine making the butterflies in my stomach errupt with pleaseure. He pulled away and sighed as did I. He grabbed my hand and ran his thumb over the knuckle of my thumb over my tattoo thanks to his stupid game of dare or dare. "Look at the perspective of things Vana. You might see a smily face but I don't. I see a sad face. You don't want my happy ending. Trust me." He said and sighed again. "I love you so much Vana." He said and kissed the top of my head and then walked back over to his house. But he didn't really love me. If he did he would be willing to risk it all just like I am. But I am left just like Kyle had suspected. Alone and heart broken in the rain. Because I was always the one willing to risk it all. For him.

Till my last breath [Completed ] , écrit par Droy67

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Our Disconnected Love Story✔, écrit par Ammaspet

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Tongue Tied

Maya wants to be a famous actress. Maya also has stage fright. It's kind of redundant that she's in the drama club. She's just a stand in and stage handle because her first audition was a disaster. She could barely get out the words. She locked up and ran away. Sam has no problem being the center of attention. He nails all the scenes and monologues. He's confident and fluid. She wishes she had his confidence. Envies it, even. He's a cocky, narcissistic pretty boy. The school sees him as the perfect specimen. Maya can see through his facade as he pulls off. His so-called charms seem fake. No one is that perfect. Sam loves the spotlight, all eyes on him, the applause. It makes him want to go on, as the saying goes. Maya was someone he sees as a background actor, where she belongs. He belongs on the center stage. One date between them meant nothing. He moved on. They barely spoke unless it's in drama club. One kiss meant nothing. He always wanted to know how she kissed. He got his answer. Their drama teacher has now partnered them up as acting buddies for the next play. That was the last thing she wanted. The more time she spends with him during rehearsals, the more she sees him, his dedication, his passion. He's mesmerizing. Sam sees a spark in her when it's the two of them. Sassy as she is, there is a vulnerable side she shares. She's falling for his charm. She's falling for him. But does he feel the same way? Is he playing the charm on her to get what he wants? She has to keep it in, she can't break character.