O que o passado me reserva
- Lecturas 14
- Votos 1
- Partes 2
Valentina sempre sonhou com sua mãe biológica desde pequena. Numa viagem a casa de sua avó, ela encontra pistas que podem levá-la a encontrar seu passado. Ao lado do atrapalhado e lindo Joaquim tentam encontrar suas verdadeiras histórias. Unidos pelas perguntas sobre seus passados e talvez separados pelas respostas que encontrarão, eles embarcam em uma aventura de tirar o fôlego, onde o amor e a amizade são postos sobre uma linha tênue chamada destino...
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I Sold My Virginity
Valentina Matrix sold her virginity to the highest bidder. "She's twenty four and she's never been touched" the announcer yelled to the crowd out men. There were more old then young people in the crowd but I can barely. There's a stage light on me showing me off to everyone. "One thousand" one man said. One thousand is not going to pay for my mothers medical bills. "10 thousand" another yelled. No sir. "100 thousand" another man yelled. They were arguing with each other until one man said. "250 thousand!" He shouted. I tried to look in shock at this rich man who said it but I couldn't see him. "10 million" another person yelled. "Oh my gosh" I said to myself. "Going once, going twice, SOLD!" I sit in a room waiting to meet this mysterious man with so much money to loose. He walks in and he is the most amazing creature I've ever seen, he sits down at the table across from me and speaks. "Valentina, it's nice to meet you" "And it's nice to meet you" I said calmly. It's always nice to meet the man who will take for virginity. **All rights reserved. All of my stories are created from my imagination. My stories can't be used or recreated in ANY way. They are not to be distributed, rewritten, reposted, or copied in ANY way, shape or form.** Enjoy. #20 -Romance (3-26-19) #2- Drama (7-4-19)Concluida
A Minor Offense
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The Right One (Jacquees Love Story)
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The Sorrow in His Eyes: Regretful Husband
-Completed- What would you do if the man you trust the most, brings you pain and anguish? Could you forgive him? A married woman hears from her beloved husband that he doesn't want to be married anymore, and after hearing this devastating news, she makes the decision to remain strong. And maybe her husband will discover that he didn't know what he was asking for. Tags: Grovel, regret, forgiveness, second chance, HEA, emotional cheating (off page). Main couple: Adam and Sophie No physical cheating. Talk with OW (off page). Celibate. Besotted hero. Besotted husband. Grovel. Happy ending for the main couple. Second chance. Married couple. Separation for week/months. Possessive. Mine. Strong language. Sex scenes. Chapters: 20-25 chapters with epilogues "I will not hate you. But be warned, at this moment, I am tempted to say, even now, I will not take you back. So, if you do it Adam, just forget you were married to me. Just forget about me. In case you are thinking of taking a sample in what seems like a delicious buffet, offered by your beloved friends, and then, after everything, if you feel like coming back here asking me for a second chance, Adam, darling, you are going in for a bad, very bad surprise! I will not take you back. Even loving you, I will not take you back!" I pause and continue Just read if you like HEA and forgiveness.Concluida
His Rose
"He found his solace in her, while she her missing piece." ______________________________________ "Alestia Valentin, I assume?" He spoke as she closed the distance between them crossing his arms as he casually leaned against the wall by his seat. An ear-splitting grin overtook her cold features as she played along. "What do you want?" She replied coldly- or well as coldly as she could muster with that idiotic smile plastered on her face. "You." She almost swooned. _________________________ You said feelings fade with time? Oh well... Then you're in for a ride. You said opposites attract each other? Oh boy... You haven't seen the attraction between identicals yet. _____________________ She was realistic. A little too much actually. The lack of empathy had seeped deep in her bones long before the time her parents passed away. Igniting her emotions were something deemed impossible. Well atleast until he came along, that is. ------------------------------ He was rational. Logic ruled his senses. The horrors of the world plagued him since the tender age of six, what should've been a beautiful life had turned into dark void, while shackles of vengeance were all that lead him on. Revenge was all he lived for. Well atleast until she came along, that is. _________________Concluida
𝑉𝐼𝑁𝑁𝐼𝐸 𝐻𝐴𝐶𝐾𝐸𝑅 𝑆𝐴𝐷/𝐴𝑁𝐺𝑆𝑇
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Fallen Angel {COMPLETED%}
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PAUBAYA
[ Fiction story based and inspired by a YouTube comment under Paubaya Official Music video of Moira Dela Torre. Name and person mentioned is NOT REAL or related to the owner of the story to which this was inspired from. the excerpt is pulled from Youtube comment. All credits to her.] [The Story of us. We met in school. We were each other's greatest competitor. We were not fond of each other. But as the months passed by, we started to know each other, we had shared a couple of back stories as we worked on our group presentation. We became friends, then close friends, and then after a year, we became lovers. But just when I thought that everything was in their right place, my biggest downfall came. After our third anniversary, he started to become cold. He no longer joins me studying, he was even reasoning out that he's tired all the time and that he couldn't send me home. I said it was fine, I can manage. I thought it was just that, but it wasn't. I decided to confront him, I went to his condo and there, my greatest fear welcomed me without warning. He was with a woman, a pregnant woman. He was holding her like she's the most fragile thing on earth. They looked so happy. I didn't know how I managed to compose myself and walked towards them. As soon as our eyes met, he froze. I looked at the woman tensely and lifted my hand as I introduced myself as his classmate and she introduced herself as his girlfriend for a year, already. He said he loves her more. That every time we are together, his mind was with her. He said I make him hard, but she makes him weak. He said I make him feel special, but she makes him feel loved. He told me to punch him and berate him for he would rather end our relationship than leave her and their baby.] But the story, my story doesn't end there because I chose to move forward and be the strong woman that I am.Concluida
my quarantine tutor
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How hard is it to love something that death can touch? We all know it's hard question. But we all know the answer to it. As much as they both know. Valentina Bianchi is teacher in kindergarten. Job isn't always dreamy for everyone as it isn't for her. When Emily started making problems in class Valentina could do nothing but call Emily's custodian. She knew she didn't have parents, they died before few months and it really affected Emily. But what happens after first talk with her custodian? Will that be end of their paths? Will that be end for both of them? Will they be there for each other when they need someone? Will they stay away from each other or will they work on their relationship? But the real question is are they gonna have enough time? WARNING: This story contains: drinking, sexuall assault, abuse, family abuse, strong language that some users may find offensive or uncomfortable to read.
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