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Last published Tue, Dec 25, 2018
"Mein Leben ist nicht das beste aber geht schon. Solange mich einfach alle in Ruhe lassen." Das ist so ziemlich die Einstellung meiner Hauptfigur doch bald wird sich das vielleicht ändern
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So I'm completely in love with the character Damon Salvatore and I didn't really like any of his imagines or preferences on here so I'm writing my own! EnjoyComplete
Efímero | His Legacy | Formula 1
"I am sick of everyone just expecting me to be fine because I have a better life, but money doesn't erase the trauma and abuse," I say mad. "Why can't people get that is okay to not be okay?" "If you are sick then stop giving a shit about what other people think you should be," says Charles carelessly. "If people think you should be okay by now and you are not, who cares? I don't, and you shouldn't. You shouldn't give a fuck about that shit as long as you are working on it, you don't need to listen to other people Xel." I look at him surprised. "What?" He asks. "Did Charles Leclerc just said the words 'shit' and 'fuck'" I say smiling, and he simply shakes his head. "Shut up," he says and then hugs me. "Thanks, Charles," I say genuinely. "Thank you for everything. I love you." He is surprised. "You are my brother," I say and smile at him. It's true, we may not share blood, but he is as much of a brother to me as Jules was once to me. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Axel had a half-brother, Jules Bianchi. The father of Jules (Phillipe Bianchi) got divorced of his mother and had a one night stand with a Mexican women which got pregnant. Nine months later she died giving birth a to girl which she named Axel. Phillipe never appeared in the picture as the father, so Axel lived her life in a orphanage. Phillipe died when Axel was 4 and that's when Jules discovers she has a half-sister. DISCLAIMER: This is not a love story between the protagonist and Charles Leclerc or Jules Bianchi. She will have a love interest but it is not an F1 driver.
Familiarity
I walked on the nearly empty bus in New York City, which was very rare. It was the middle of the night and this was the last train going around the tracks. It was only me in the car for a few stops. I was hiding my face with a hoodie. I had my headphones in when he walked in. I looked up and our eyes met. He looked familiar and I quickly looked away. He's probably a fan and followed me. I probably met him at a meet and greet, at least that's what I thought. I felt a presence next to me and looked up to see the green/blue eyes that were so familiar. I took one of my earbuds out. "Hi?" I asked. "Hey. If you don't mind me asking, but where are you from?" He asked. "Let me know your name first." I said still cautious. I paused my music and wrapped the earbuds around my phone and put it in my pocket. "Denzel Weller." He said holding out his hand. "Rose Pitcher." I told him taking his hand. He looked so familiar. His name tried to break through a wall in my memories. I looked around us to see that there was one person left on the train besides us. I took my hood off revealing my turquoise hair. I just got it done and that's what I'm going to my hotel from. "So, where are you from?" He asked me. "We say where we're from at the same time." I told him. He nodded. "1.....2.......3!" I said. "LA." We said at the same time. I looked at him surprised. I took a closer look at him. He looked like he was around the same age as me, 21-22. I studied his features. He had smaller than average ears, an average sized nose, a strong jaw line, short medium brown hair, and then his eyes. I stared into his eyes and saw that they held familiarity.Complete
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"Aesira," he drew out. "Damon." I said his name back. "If you wear this again tomorrow I promise you I won't hesitate to rip it off your body," he said seriously, I couldn't tell if he was joking. "You wouldn't" I narrowed my eyes "Oh but blue... I would" he leaned forward bringing his face closer to mine and his hand drawing along my leg. I bit my lip once again that I was sure it would bleed, "fuck you" I whispered breathlessly. He pulled away so he could look me better in the eyes but still near my face. His lips twitched up into a devilish smirk. "Not yet..." TW: mature language, sexual content, abuse, death/murder, mental illnesses, sexual assault Defiance; bold disobedience Young unemployed Aesira has no idea what is in store for her at her new job. She expects nothing less then good money and nice people, instead Aesira finds herself dealing with Damon Perez- a hard headed, devilishly handsome, playboy who seeks nothing but pleasure-well seeked-he found himself not able to stay away. He's known to be the craziest man in the underground world because of his irrational decision making and the inability to keep his emotions under control. Aesira finds herself craving this man and the sensual desire that he brings, she tried running away in fears of being hurt again but Damon won't stop trying, he won't give up, not until she is his. A dark love storyComplete
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'I'm tellin the lot of you to settle down now, oh hey, wait! Hazel! Hazel-,' sliding the compartment door shut with the heel of my boot I purposely avoided Hermione's disapproving glance as I made a face directed towards Zachariah Smith as he calls my name through the door, shutting the blinds for good measure I let out a frustrated breath setting my luggage away 'It's fine, it'll be fine, right Ginny?' The red haired girl nods with a slight smile as the door slid open once more before Ronald steps into the train compartment animatedly waving his hands with Harry right behind him 'I'm serious Harry, mum didn't just send a Howler to Kingsley, she delivered it to him! And once the howler ripped its self apart she ripped into him, it was- oh erm, hi guys, erm uh, girls?' Rolling my eyes I stretch out on the bench before he could take a seat next to me and opened my book 'Hello Ronald, fancy a sucker punch?' Ginny asks her older sibling cracking her knuckles glaring at him 'You gave us a fright last night you bloody big head, you're lucky mum was home this morning to see us off or you'd be dead.'
Purely Arrogant | ✓
He's popular. I have one friend. He's outgoing. I'm quiet. He has a girlfriend. I'm alone. I'm shy and he's purely arrogant. But they say like forces repel and opposites attract. And we're complete opposites. ════════ "Hello, my name is Juliette Hunter and I think you're an asshole" I said to him, turning my body away so I could, once again, try and grab the book I so desperately needed. "Your turn" I added, after a moment of silence, realising that he was too stunned to speak. His recovery was lightning fast however, as he replied with "Hi Juliette, my name is Levi Knight" He paused, allowing his eyes to roam my body, slowly taking me in from head to toe. I looked him in the eyes, defiant in not allowing him to get to me, as my cheeks began to burn. "And I think you could qualify as one of the most beautiful girls I have ever laid eyes on" he continued smoothly. I couldn't think of a smart remark in response to what he had said so I mumbled a "fuck off" before returning to the bookshelf, I was sure my face turned crimson. "Just out of curiosity," Levi continued, now leaning against the bookshelf. I wasn't going to warn him about the fact that it was slowly tipping over. "You're single right?" I wasn't going to tell him that his assumption offended me either. Instead I replied with "Just out of curiosity" I said in a mocking tone "You're single now too, aren't you?" "You're a feisty one, aren't you?" "You're not gonna leave me alone, are you?" I muttered, attempting once more, to grab the book I so badly needed for English. "You're really hot, you know?" "You're really annoying, you know?"Complete
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