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Tam jest miejsce które wydaje się spełnieniem marzeń . Cudowną krainą , sympatycznym światem , i możesz myśleć że tam będzie ci lepiej , że to dobry wybór , że wszystko jest lepsze niż to co się dzieje tu . Ale nie wszystko jest jednowymiarowe nie które rzeczy bywają tylko iluzją ...
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Run to the Unknown
They say you can leave a place, but its ghosts follow. I thought I could outrun everything-the pain, fear, and memories clinging to me. Germany was a chapter I was desperate to close, a love turned poison staining every page. At twenty-four, I was a nurse who cared for others while ignoring my own wounds. Leaving wasn't a choice; it was survival. With a suitcase and passport, I fled to a future I couldn't picture. Colombia wasn't part of the plan. I knew nothing of its language or culture, yet Bogotá became my refuge. The early 90s in Colombia were steeped in violence, thick as smoke in the air. But even amidst chaos, the city felt alive, its streets a symphony of car horns, shouting vendors, and music. In that noise, I began to rediscover myself. And then came Javier Peña. A shadowed man, dangerous and magnetic. A DEA agent whose presence shifted everything. I had fled one man's destruction only to orbit another's intensity. But this wasn't Germany, wasn't control or suffocation. It was something else-something raw, unpredictable. Love doesn't wait for readiness. It storms in, consuming and undeniable. Meeting Javier wasn't just chance; it was the beginning of my reckoning, salvation, and undoing. Looking back, I think I always knew.
𝗠𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝘆 ~𝗠𝗶𝗻 𝗬𝗼𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗶 𝗙𝗙
ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜰᴇɪꜱᴛʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ꜱᴍᴀʀᴛ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀᴛᴛʀᴀᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ Qᴜɪᴄᴋ-ᴡɪᴛᴛᴇᴅ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ...ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ʟᴏɴᴇʟʏ.ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴊᴏʙ. 𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 #𝟖𝟓𝟔 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 #𝟑𝟎𝟓 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 #𝟏𝟗𝟓 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 #𝟐𝟓 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 #𝟏𝟕 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐓𝐒𝐅𝐅𝐒 #𝟖 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 Her;"I was alone on my bed, panting, after just awaking from a nightmare. But it wasn't just a nightmare. It wasn't just a figment of my imagination, a fleeting terror that would fade with the dawn. It was real. I still remember it all too well. The feeling of being trapped, of being watched, of being suffocated by an unseen force. The memories of that night still linger, etched into my mind like a scar. And as I lay there, trying to catch my breath, I couldn't shake the feeling that it was all still happening, that the nightmare was still unfolding, and I was powerless to stop it." Him;"I wasn't made for this, but this world had other plans. It took me, broke me, and reshaped me into the monster I once despised. I lost myself the day I was forced to choose between my sanity and my survival. Now, I'm just a shadow of my former self, living for one thing and one thing only: revenge. It's the fire that burns within me, the fuel that drives me forward, and the only thing that keeps me alive. It was seared into my blood, a constant reminder of what I've become and what I've lost. Every breath I take, every step I make, is a testament to my unyielding desire for vengeance. And as I walk this dark path, I'm haunted by the ghosts of my past, tormented by the
Against those fairytales
All the children surrounded nanny to hear some late night story. As the nanny picked the regular book. All of them revolted, asking her to change the story. So she took the story of Against those fairytale. Like any other story of Yuma, it doesn't have happy ending. A dark history, sweet vengeance, hate and all the negative emotion showing that how reality is often misplaced in the ink. She started to narrate the story of a witch. A witch who is indeed beautiful, but that beauty is curse to keep. A red ink rushed inside her body instead of blood. She never apologise for her sin. She did them all over again. Cause that's how she was made of. Her necklace kept many man soul. She isn't a princess, who is looking for prince for a saving. She is the reason why many prince couldn't survive when their greed took them to dig their own grave. "What is the name of witch?" One of them asked . "Valentina." The nanny answered and she turned the page. Do you want nanny to continue the story?? You want. Don't you??Concluída
Bare for you (French Mafia Romance)
Cash I fucked up. Or rather, I'm fucked up. How did I, a high ranking member of the French mafia, allow myself to be distracted by this... stripper? I was supposed to use her for information, that's it. It should have been easy. I pay her money and she tells me about the Russians. Simple. Except, I fucked it up. I let the one advantage we had over them go because I fucking claimed her. What's even worse is that she hates pretending to be my woman and fights me with every single thing. Yeah, it's a fucked up situation but now that I've met her and she's mine, I wouldn't change a goddamn thing. Lux I fucked up. I knew the risk of the Russian men finding out about me but I went along with it anyway. Hell, I almost had to. If you were offered $10,000 to ask a man a few question, would you turn it down? You're a goddamn liar if you say no. Or maybe you're smart as hell because now I'm stuck with a mafia man that refuses to leave me alone. I'm now in between a war I never knew existed. If I had the chance to go back and never meet Cash, would I do it? You damn right I would. Who am I kidding? Now I'm the goddamn liar.Concluída
Scars and Secrets of Our Enemies
I wrote this story a while back and only recently decided it re publish it. It has a mostly complete ending, the storyline hangs a little but you get the idea and all, I just got so exhausted and couldn't finish so I'm sorry for the bad grammar and incompletion. ❤️ ** "Out of all the absurd things I've heard humans say about love these have to be the most ridiculous; I've heard people say love is why we die, some part of me thought that that was absurd the other part knew it was true, that's why the only thing in this world I really care for is hate . The second one, is that is you love someone you don't give up, till death due us part, bullshit right," I never believed either of those things until I met him, he made me want to give up and keep fighting at the same time. ** This enemies to allies to lovers story follows the head of the Italian mafia, a woman, Ravenna Daniela Moretti, but nobody knows that, they all know her as Sovrana della morte, meaning ruler of death, she has made it a crucial point to hide her identity, not even the close circle of mafia know her, until her identity as well as very important information is at risk when the 4 inner mafia circle are hacked by a group of Russian hackers, she is forced to team up with the 3 other dons of mafia, America, France and Spain she reveals her identity to them. Only to have the head of the French mafia realize that he was given stripper a few nights ago when Ravenna was undercover, they now have to pretend nothing happened and ignore their undeniable attraction as well as 6 years of burning hatred in order to defeat a bigger problem.Concluída
Attracted to His Cold
It wasn't really the result I was looking for. In fact, it was even better. I never really thought that this would happen to me. I never believed someone could love, well, me. But they did. He did. And despite his 'reputation', despite his lifestyle, despite everything everyone had ever told me, I loved him just as unconditionally. But will everything stay in harmony? How long will my paradise last for until my past comes back? Will they haunt me? Catch me? Kill me? "Livia? Tiago?" I ask, my voice breaking slightly. If they're here, then.... "Where is he? Where's-" "Gattina." All the breath in my lungs disappear as I turn to find the source of the voice. Half-way through my turn, I can see his dark silhouette at the end of the hallway. When I breathlessly say my next word, it feels as if I can breathe properly again for the first time in over a month. "Lupo." I run towards him without a second thought, sprinting full speed at him, and jump into his awaiting arms. He engulfs me in the warmest hug I've ever felt, entrapping me entirely - not that I mind. I cry in joy at finally being reunited with him as I bury my head into his neck, burrowing myself into him and vowing never to let him go again. Unwrapping myself from him, I look up at into his eyes. They're filled with love and relief, the same emotions I imagine my eyes are filled with. That quickly changes when his face contorts into one of pain. "Cole?" my brows furrow in confusion. He lets out a pained and strangled noise before he drops to his knees, collapsing at my feet. I gasp when I see Viktor behind him, holding a bloodied knife. A/N: Hey guys. Be prepared for dark themes, mature language, mature scenes, and so much more. Enjoy the roller-coaster, you are locked in... - Potential PTSD triggers! - BDSM themes! - Mentions of rape. - Mentions of abuse. - Mentions of torture. - Gun play! - Knife play! - Dark kink! (Warnings will be put at the beginning of potential trigger chapters)Concluída![Heart of Fury - Stone and Fire # 2 [17+]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/349318920-256-k805469.jpg)
Heart of Fury - Stone and Fire # 2 [17+]
College? No, this was paradise. Three years filled with partying, not so secret underground drug-deals, and hot-headed men sliding into beds like snakes with no self-control. Things were different now. I wasn't that perfect, frill-wearing angel Mama thought would walk into the house ring-beared. So many things had changed, except for one. Him. He was a disease, one I couldn't get rid of no matter how hard I tried. Everytime he's near, I feel myself turn into something I've never seen before. Like there's something under my skin only he is capable of bringing out. He's manipulative, twisted, and completely wrong in every way. I hate him. Yet every night, from miles away, I find him in my dreams. Mikhail Volkov Fuck the patriarchy. Better yet, fuck everything and everyone. It was a game of cat and mouse, me chasing victories every single day. The Bratva's constant want for war was what kept the fuel in my blood, burning up into flames whenever my knuckles made contact with another opponent. In the end, I'm always the one left standing. This fire in my bones, I feel it burst into flames while every dark memory, thought and desire runs into my fists. So many medals, but only the people around me could see them. The real battle was against my head. And maybe, just maybe, I was afraid to admit that I had no chance in winning it. She makes it harder. An angel with wings to everyone else, yet a master at unveiling those devil's horns only when I'm near. There's this darkness, this fire, in the both of us. The only difference is, she's better at hiding it. She was gone, far away, yet there was this tether dowsed in fuel connecting us, one that only lit up when she came back. Every time she's near, I feel the limits surrounding my wrath being tested. Then again, rules are only made to be broken, right? Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*Concluída
U, Me And Italy
Mia and Charlotte are bestfriends going away on a 3 month vacation. The pair head to Italy for Charlotte's holiday birthday bash. Wanting no interruptions to thier fun filled holiday the two wave goodbye and good riddance to loved one and head on to the best times of thier lives. Spolied Rich and sexy is the motto, identity and alter egos. Nothing can go wrong. Well except maybe getting kidnapped sold and enslaved to Mafia Men. Trapped and never to be found again with no help what so ever. Welp that could ruin it. Read as they fight for thier freedom and liberation and lives. Will they survive though? ~ Heys guys I kinda lied a bit it's not a fluff romance no I tried buts it's not working and the cover is too pretty to change sooo ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ TW - Suicide , blah blah blah its a dark romance okay a mafia dark romance. So don't read it okay yeah. Look I can't really specify which TW are there going to be in the book but like expect the usually you find in a dark romance book. Also it might be a lot cringe in the beginning but hear me out and keep reading it my first story 😅 Also isn't it funny when we say "it's my first story" it low key kinda sounds like saying it's not you it's me but mostly you 😂 ®All rights reserved. Luv ya bye ✿☆♡
𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑭𝑼𝑳 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑹𝑬 | tk☆
:: i apologize for not updating at the moment, as I'm currently in the midst of exams and taking a brief hiatus. ☽╭── ⋅ ⋅ ── ✩ ── ⋅ ⋅ ──╮☾ -"𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌'𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅. 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝑻𝒂𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈; 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒔." Everything in this content is fictional and created from my imagination. If you find it uncomfortable or dislike the content, please kindly ignore and move on. Please refrain from reporting it, as crafting this content requires a significant effort and courage. I hope you understand. Have a good day, and thank you.
The Parallel Universe.
"There exists a world parallel to ours; alike in many aspects, yet different where it matters most. The only thing we know for sure is that certain people of that world have found a way to get to ours. Don't trust them. And, whatever you do, look out for your own shadow." -Unknown One night, you are faced with a dream that alters something within you, forcing you to return to your now abandoned childhood home to search for answers. Little do you know that the abnormalities of the house are tied to another realm, and it appears your ancestors have a mysterious connection to it. But although their stories ended, yours remains to be written. Will you trust what you see, or search for a different truth? Will you put faith in those who claim to be your friends and shun the enemy, or turn the tables around? You may find your best friend, your nemesis or even fall in love during your journey. The outcome is up to you. Started...26/05/2021. Update Schedule......Every day, but latest by every other day.Concluída
They say you can leave a place, but its ghosts follow. I thought I could outrun everything-the pain, fear, and memories clinging to me. Germany was a chapter I was desperate to close, a love turned poison staining every page. At twenty-four, I was a nurse who cared for others while ignoring my own wounds. Leaving wasn't a choice; it was survival. With a suitcase and passport, I fled to a future I couldn't picture. Colombia wasn't part of the plan. I knew nothing of its language or culture, yet Bogotá became my refuge. The early 90s in Colombia were steeped in violence, thick as smoke in the air. But even amidst chaos, the city felt alive, its streets a symphony of car horns, shouting vendors, and music. In that noise, I began to rediscover myself. And then came Javier Peña. A shadowed man, dangerous and magnetic. A DEA agent whose presence shifted everything. I had fled one man's destruction only to orbit another's intensity. But this wasn't Germany, wasn't control or suffocation. It was something else-something raw, unpredictable. Love doesn't wait for readiness. It storms in, consuming and undeniable. Meeting Javier wasn't just chance; it was the beginning of my reckoning, salvation, and undoing. Looking back, I think I always knew.
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