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Poemas adornados, perfumados e coniventes com o Tempo. São leves, agradáveis e reflexivos.

Fragmentos e Silênciosos
Há fragmentos do dia
Na noite.
Silêncio e barulhos de vida
Dentro da casa.
Os projetos tomam forma
No dia seguinte.
Pouco se há para fazer;
Muito, se deixa pro futuro.
Agora, o corpo acomoda,
O dia quase acabou.
Amanhã será outro...
Fragmento de uma vida
Assim se caminha só;
Lembra da noite na praia?

Imortalidade

Imortalidade: sabor nostálgico;
De algo que não se sabe
Se é real ou não;
Desejos ou sonhos em nuvens literárias
Onde não criam-se frases;
Mas sim, sentimentos enigmáticos;
São tempestades em mares de Turner;
Em campos de lavandas de Van Gogh.
A imortalidade renasce todas as manhãs
Assim ela vem da própria luz
Reproduzida em telas, no olhar sensível
De todo grande artista.
7Poemas, capa e ilustrações de Airton Parra SobreiraAll Rights Reserved

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(South Park Kenny x Reader) by gh0stbucket

Reader is gender neutral! But if you find something that says otherwise, let me know :) Hello yes I made a South Park book ? Anyways: Living in South Park, nothing was very surprising to anyone anymore. Seeing everything go down when you were ten or so, nothing was much of a big deal. You're name is (Y/n) (L/n), and you've lived here your whole life. You've always been that kinda in background kid, and no one really talks to you, it's not that there's something wrong with you, everyone is usually just talking with their usual group of friends. But, one day, you wake up and suddenly it seems like everyone is either talking about you, or to you. What is going on? Why is this suddenly going on? That's when you hear the rumor that everyone had been hearing before you: Kenny McCormick had been going around saying that you wanted to sleep with him, the unknown (Y/n) (L/n) was now known to everyone. This story will include: Inappropriate language, maybe some inappropriate subjects that's not 14+(or 18+, depending), and some types of drug use. Thanks for reading my book! I do NOT own you, or the South Book characters, I only own the story. Created in 2018 Now at 107k reads!

Under The Prince of Lust's Wiles (18+) (Supernatural Romance) by JMFelic

*Included in @KatyDreams Wattpad's Best Romance Books (Book 2)* In a large shopping mall we went. It was three storeys high, complete with restaurants and fast-food chains. He guided me to the second floor where all of the goods I had specified to him were located. Again, stores after stores were lined up for me choose, but I decided to enter one where its window knickknacks caught my eyes. The store was named, Ann Summers. Weird things. I most certainly hadn't seen objects like these in my entire life. The shapes were weird too; circular, elongated, heart-shaped in bold neon colors. There were even objects that looked like rods and cuffs of different sizes and colorful jelly rings with studs. My brain immediately registered children's toys? However, the moment I stepped inside the store, my brain immediately scratched the word CHILDREN and replaced it with ADULT! My eyes widened as I took in every single detail that welcomed me. D*ldos, lingerie, d*ldos, collars, d*ldos, nipple clamps? - what's that? - d*ldos, vibrators! - my mouth dropped - d*ldos, and more d*ldos! EVERYWHERE!!! Just what was this store all about!? Eriol, who trailed behind me earlier, now stood right in my side. He gave a light tap on my shoulder to which I immediately jerked away. Our eyes met and I swear he looked at me with a twinkle of mischief. 'Funny, you seem to have lost your way directly into this place, Milady,' he said and gave me a freaking roguish grin! ~ + ~ I am hoping that my vacation in my Aunt's mansion is worth it. Leaving my volunteer work in Nepal abruptly is not what I wanted but there is nothing I can do, my Aunt is just too insistent. I know staying in there would be enjoyable, but I never thought that everyday would become something more... more than unbearable, and it all stems to a certain man - the head butler of the house - specifically too attentive of me. Completed ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 2018

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 || 18+ by evaraarchives

𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 1~ 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚'𝙨 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙁𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚: 𝘼 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 ╰┈➤ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵉ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵃˢ ᵃ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ "I'm a devil Ira think before you say anything", he replied staring into her soul "I don't care if I fall in love with a devil, as long as that devil will love me the way he loves hell", she said maintaining the eye contact "Your angel eyes see the good in a devil 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳", he strolled towards her with long steps "And the sweet little angel couldn't keep her eyes off the devil", she titled her head sideways when he grabbed her neck harshly yet carefully not to hurt her but "You are fucking impetuous and daring, a little too bold and way too fucking fearless. You are my sickening Temptation, in my veins like a pretty poison", he didn't even waited for her to reply shutting her off by smashing his lips on hers devouring her like a secret or a sin. He had this look in his eyes how he owns her how she belongs to him. But for her he can he can kill and get killed would burn down the world for her but not let a single flame touch her. She hold the power to make the Lord of Darkness kneel before her. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐅𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲--- 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. || Mature and Triggering content || Read at your own discretion.

Love Like A Sunset by AberrantChase

3rd place in Hall Of Writers Awards <3 Highest Rankings: #1 iloveyougoodbye #1 yiee #68 goodbye #38 risks It takes a second to notice, a minute to attract, an hour to like and a day to love. But now I know that love doesn't really take time, all it takes is the feeling. Soon enough, you'll just see yourself falling along at the most unexpected time, in the most unexpected place, to the most unexpected person. How so? Because that is exactly what I deemed impossible even way before, not until it happened to me. She's V, the only reason she went on a week vacation is to escape her Destiny. But what will happen if fate decides to play with her. She is ready to face her future, but what if she meets someone who'll show her the beauty of the present. Will she succumb to her fate, or will she write her own life story? They met on a sunset one afternoon. Will their story be something just like the sun where there's a beginning there's always an end? The question is.. Just... What does it exactly mean to Love Like A Sunset? _________ Started: May 1, 2020 Completed: May 3, 2020

Mashle Magic and Muscles x Isekai'ed Reader by Ryomei

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Desolate by nyxschreibt

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Writing Scrapbook by kwexell82304

I gracefully raced down to the bulging rocks, stretching across the shore. Eva was waiting for me, her gorgeous brown hair waving in the harsh winds that made our noses numb, and our cheeks turned red as roses. We had been here together as sisters, stranded at this farm. We had been homeschooled, and never really met anybody else, so when our parents died five years ago, nobody had thought to check and see if we were ok. We were set on surviving, and running our small farm by the lake in Iceland. We owned a few cats, a coop of a dozen chickens, and a handful of pigs. They all stay caged up inside, because we're afraid some would walk out the barn and never return. Along with the livestock, we had a small brick shed with a blazing red roof. It used to be where Father worked on making tools and such, but Eva and I have turned it into a secondary little house. There's a loft we stuffed full of crispy, warm hay. When nights on the farm are late, we stay there. Besides, it feels more like home. The house gets cold at times, and nightmares come upon Eva and I. But curled up next to each other in the loft, although uncomfortable, makes the nightmares not strike as hard. This is a collection of short stories, poems, and other writing. It ranges from stories of abandoned girls in the past, to the horrible end of the world in the future, to haiku about a forest, and a poem about waves washing up on the surface. Join me in the 20+ part and 13000+ word collection, and you're in for a real treat, filled with happy poems, and tragedies that are sure to wrench your heart. I will hopefully continuously add to this as a sort of scrapbook for my writing.

SENSITIVE STRINGS by theautumnversion

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Tum sirf hamari ho 18+ by RoshaniPrajapati020

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