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Leituras 2,840
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This is weird, unclassifiable stuff. Much of it centers around technical satire. There's some dream fiction in here also and a variety of experiments with the fictional writing structure and theme.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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I Checked Out the Badboy's Boxers, de itzdelicate

"Not the typical cliche teen fiction" "You're hooked from the get go. Pretty much similar to when you can't stop eating till the last slice of pizza, or have the eagerness to pee, but can't because you're scared that if you stop reading you'll miss the intensity each word brings." "There isn't even a word good enough to describe this book. I'm speechless." - "Please Lexa?" Elle looks at me, "Just fill in my spot for ten minutes." At that moment I was calm, what could go wrong with running a checkout isle for ten minutes? As it turns out, everything. -- "Why are you checking me out?" His voice questions. Even his voice is the sexiest thing I've ever heard. Not to mention the broad shoulder, killer jawlined boy it came from. "I wasn't, I swear!" My cheeks blush ferociously. How the hell did he notice? In fact I'd always thought I was pretty stealthy. He just chuckles and looks at me, a rambling mess, "Yes you are." "Okay, alright, you know what-" I pause trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered dignity from the floor, "Maybe you shouldn't come in here like a fracking ambercrombie model and then on top of that blame a poor little innocent girl for looking-" "I meant those. You're checking me out." He gestures to the items laying across the counter and the scanner in my hand. Oh shit. Let me just repeat that for a moment now. Oh shit. -- Started: 12/27/15 Ended: 10/24/18 February 2019: #1 HUMOR -- Warning: I cannot guarantee you will walk away from this book unaffected

Boy meets boy. Boy mocks boy. Boy falls (a little too hard). Dior Max is all sharp edges and smoother fabrics-stylish, strategic, and emotionally unbothered. Or so he pretends. Brix Julian is a walking headache with a guitar: smug, loud, and alarmingly good at sending the wrong message. They argue. They prank. They lock eyes for too long in crowded hallways. It's not flirting-it's war. Obviously. But somewhere between the teasing and tension, Dior starts collecting hope-one red paper heart at a time. Every mixed signal? Folded. Stored. Counted. He'll confess when the jar is full. Because maybe, just maybe, Brix means it. SPOILER ALERT: he doesn't. Turns out the signals were smoke, the crush was one-sided, and the heartbreak? Custom-tailored. Chords vs. Collars. Gloss meets grit. A stylish slow-burn that stings where it shouldn't. Because the cruelest crushes don't break-they hum. ___________// ⚠ gentle heads-up! This story explores sensitive themes such as homophobia, emotional trauma, misunderstandings, and the use of strong language. Please read with care and kindness to yourself. Your heart and well-being matter most. ♡ (Note: This story is currently a work in progress and may include typos or little grammar hiccups. Thank you for your patience and love!) 🧵🎸 just a tiny disclaimer: This story is fictional. Some scenes are inspired by real moments I experienced in junior high, and a few characters are loosely based on old friends. But everything else names, places, events is purely imagined. Any similarities are purely coincidental. This is a personal story, a metaphor for a forbidden love I once had. If it feels familiar or cliché, that's not intentional. This story is mine. 🫶🏻

"I brought you here because I wanted to ask you something really important." He said and I smirked, knowing what he was going to ask me. "What is it?" He sighed and ran his hand through his hair again. "After last night, which was amazing, it got me thinking. What exactly are we?" The question that has been running through my mind ever since last night too. He sighed and held my hands in his,"Maddison, I like you, a lot. And I mean a lot. You're the most prettiest woman I've ever seen in my life, seriously. Both inside and outside. I want you, and only you. Shit, I'm bad at these things but, can you be my girlfriend?" ------------------------------ Lets start like this, Connor comes from a troubled past that soon turns out to be fading away as he moves to Missouri. After 2 years of living there, a new boy in town offers to be his friend. Connor hasn't had friends for his whole life so he saw this as an opportunity to get a real friend. Soon, Connor tries a lot of different things he hasn't tried and comes out excellent in all of them, but he makes enemies on the way. Their friend group expands and now there is 4 bestfriends in the group, but Connor only has feelings for 1. Will he mess up? But what will happen when his past starts following him everywhere he goes? What will happen when old feelings arise with just a glance at a dinner table? That's for you to find out. ------------------------------------------ *Warning- Strong language, Violence, Mild intimacy, Mentions of sex. All copyrights reserved BWentMissing Started: 20 August 2020 Ended: 4 January 2021 ---------------------------------------

Derpy Derp / complete, de BlackpeltIsABoss

This is where I'll have my lists of books I'm writing, because it's taking up far too much space in my bio. Much art is included in this thing. Also, even though I already have a ranting book, I may post a few rants in here just for the heck of it. A few poems may show up here as well. Finally, I may post weekly book reviews, song and movie recommendations, or other things like that. If you have any requests just leave a comment or PM me. -BlackpeltIsABoss WARNING: CONTAINS EXCESSIVE SPACE CAT GIFS P.S. - I'll be constantly updating this to change the lists, sorry about that. **ALL LISTS IN DERPY DERP EXPIRE 12/2/16 BECAUSE IM TOO LAZY TO DELETE THEM** ****THIS CONTINUES IN #RANTING****

A story, in which a typical teenage girl falls for the school's bad boy. Except, she's not that typical and he's not that much of a bad boy. *** "If I told you that I care about you, more than anyone in your life does, would you believe me?" He asked me, his jaw clenched. I could tell he was furious. Yet somehow, I wasn't scared of him. "No" I shook my head bravely. "If I told you,'' He tried again, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before continuing.''That you make me so fucking mad, I want to punch a fucking wall. What would you say?" He had me trapped now, my back painfully colliding with the wall behind me. I gasped at the impact, looking up into his icy grey eyes. They were cold, emotionless. As always. "Do it!" I dared him with the last ounce of courage I had left in me. The sound of his fist smashing through the wall right next to my head, made my ears ring for a brief moment. I opened my mouth to speak again, shaking slightly, only for him to pull away and leave me standing there alone. ____ !!Warning!! This story contains strong language, mature scenes, alcohol and drug consumption, and sensitive topics like - eating disorders, bullying, mental health, etc. ___ HIGHEST RANKINGS: 1st in #ed, 1st in #badboysgirl, 8th in #victim, 9th in #rehabilitation, 13th in #youngadult

A collection of random shorts I've written :) What are they all about? Sleep: my sleep paralysis demons In the Darkness: a strange world without eyes Trapped in a Daze: daydreaming in the car A Dream: when you're tired but can't sleep Descriptive Paragraph - Campfire: describing a campfire Narrative - Peace and Quiet: a girl who just wants to read Untitled Poems: various poems I wrote Time: daily tasks in a weird room OP-ED - Will Smith Slap: exactly the title DOGS DOING TAXES: a script about talking dogs UPRISING: the first two chapters of an unfinished, action-packed novel I feel like they start out bad and gradually get better so if you feel like the first few are super randomly weird, pls skip to UPRISING. I put my blood, sweat and tears into it. *Disclaimer: some of them are very weird*

The BIG Book of RANDOM, de FallenStarXOXO

Basically where I let out my random energy and things I would like the world to know. CAUTION: Too many intakes of random jokes may result in LAUGHTER :D

The New Girl is madness in a miniskirt with a knife on her belt. Her startup? Selling her spit to classmates as a magic lotion. A date with her means a trip to the local Fight Club (tell no one), stealing an ice cream fridge from a summer park, and mystic rituals in the wild forest. She says: "Cosmic black fire burns from within-burn with joy!" I dared to approach her and became her favorite victim. *** These are fun, spicy stories of reckless antics, where love smells not of roses, but of sweaty stockings. Here the Nietzschean abyss smiles, and Holden Caulfield's rye waves above it. He downed a shot of Bukowski's poetry and enrolled in Tyler's Fight Club. It's Tarantino filming "To Kill a Mockingbird" in a Russian school. This is a story about loving someone made of shards-where sunlight glitters brightest on the sharp edges. *** For mature readers 18+. Features: dark humor, explicit content, violence, psychological complexity, speckled-grey morality, and unconventional female-led power dynamics.

The Angel,The Devil,The Nerd, de TheWritingWolf1

The Nerd. Natalie Watson. Straight A student,plain girl,quiet,reserved. She lives her life one day at a time,with a loving mother, a far away best friend, and very rosy expectations on her future. The Angel. Kyle Romano. The most popular,hottest guy in school. Everybody loves him,girls fall at his feet,even teachers are charmed by his angelic features. He also happens to be Natalie's crush,but he's never even acknoledged her existence. Cliché,isn't it? It would be,if it weren't for a third element. The Devil. Eric Rivers. The school's bad boy. He's that element fathers would never want their daughter around,that one bad element that frightens even teachers. With a record of crimes (alleged or not), a very bad reputation,and devilish good looks,he's the cliché of a bad boy. But...what if there is more to discover behind the bad boy mask? What if,in truth,Eric only pretends to be a bad boy? Their roads cross because of a school project,but that's only the beginning of a new journey,which,for Natalie,involves discovering a new world. The one called LOVE. But love hurts,doesn't it? And life's not at all roses...especially when there's a Devil involved. ************** A/N: This story is undergoing a severe editing,with view to publication,therefore please,ignore eventual typos,and keep in mind that I will be changing title and some chapters. Also,this story has a sequel,Can't You Feel My Heart (temporary title),whose first chapters are already published on Booksie,but it'll get here as soon as I start actually working on it. Said this,enjoy the story,and please,leave a feedback. I'm here to cut my teeth,so be ruthless.

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I Checked Out the Badboy's Boxers

"Not the typical cliche teen fiction" "You're hooked from the get go. Pretty much similar to when you can't stop eating till the last slice of pizza, or have the eagerness to pee, but can't because you're scared that if you stop reading you'll miss the intensity each word brings." "There isn't even a word good enough to describe this book. I'm speechless." - "Please Lexa?" Elle looks at me, "Just fill in my spot for ten minutes." At that moment I was calm, what could go wrong with running a checkout isle for ten minutes? As it turns out, everything. -- "Why are you checking me out?" His voice questions. Even his voice is the sexiest thing I've ever heard. Not to mention the broad shoulder, killer jawlined boy it came from. "I wasn't, I swear!" My cheeks blush ferociously. How the hell did he notice? In fact I'd always thought I was pretty stealthy. He just chuckles and looks at me, a rambling mess, "Yes you are." "Okay, alright, you know what-" I pause trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered dignity from the floor, "Maybe you shouldn't come in here like a fracking ambercrombie model and then on top of that blame a poor little innocent girl for looking-" "I meant those. You're checking me out." He gestures to the items laying across the counter and the scanner in my hand. Oh shit. Let me just repeat that for a moment now. Oh shit. -- Started: 12/27/15 Ended: 10/24/18 February 2019: #1 HUMOR -- Warning: I cannot guarantee you will walk away from this book unaffected

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