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i dont think you know how important you are (camila/You)

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"Um, excuse me." I turn to the person addressing me. "Yes?" I ask, equal parts curious and equal parts pissed off. It's the new girl and i can already tell this isn't going to end pretty. I try to ignore her but her eyes are piercing into me. What the fuck who in the world has eyes that beautiful? She cuts off my thoughts. "Yeah, hi. Just wanted to say that was Mcfucking rude." I raise my eyebrows. And my question leaves my mouth before I can process what the actual hell is going on. "Did you just use Mcfuck in a sentence?" 


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All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter (Book 1)|| COMPLETE ni NoelleWestlake

"Are you sure you're okay, sweetie?" she asks. I take the ice pack back. I nod, but it hurts. My brain feels jostled by the littlest movements. "Yeah," I gasp, holding in any acknowledgment of pain. "I'm fine. Thanks." She glances down, and I catch her eyeing my bruised shins. They took the brunt of the impact. "Football," I explain. She nods. "That's a rough sport," she says. A pause. She walks back to her desk. Then, she stops. She turns around. She looks me in the eyes. Her face is solemn. "Hit 'em harder," she instructs. I nod and almost smile. "I will." *********************************************** It's 1998, and seventeen-year-old Stephanie "Stevie" Rogers is attempting the unthinkable: she wants to be the first female football player at Truman High. Too bad the team, headed by her ex and a sexist coach, won't let it happen. Then of course there's her sexist step-dad, who can't know she's playing football or her life as she knows it would end. If it weren't for her cute guitar-playing best friend, Calvin, all hope might be lost. But with his help, and the discovery of a secret so scandalous it could rock the entire school, she may finally get her time under the stadium lights. *************************************************************************** "You're outnumbered. You need allies if you're gonna survive the season. These guys are gonna have your back. You need them." "I don't need anyone," I insist. "Ha," he hiccups. "Yes, actually, you do." He ploinks me on the nose. I scowl. "No one is invincible." I continue to scowl. He sighs. "Just trust me on this one. Okay?" My face softens a little. He's just trying to help. "Fine," I comply. "But don't expect me to smile about it." He grins. "That's too bad. You're pretty when you smile." "Shut up."

Sophisticated Ride ni BethSerafina

Camila: I am so done with gorgeous men, I fell for one a long time ago and paid with my heart. I thought he loved me until I figured he couldn't stand my body and I was just a free place to live. I don't have time for games, I need to stay focused. Dante: I come from a family of means, but, I am just a regular man, I work 9 to 5. I actually enjoy working with all the "little people" I feel respected with them. I have recently woken up from a long sleep, I didn't even know a person could break your control the way she did it to me. She refuses to take my shit, and I love her all the more for it. -and when I inhaled again, I could smell HER, fuck, something citrusy and sweet. Delicious, I wondered if her lips would taste as good as she smelled. Her full peach colored lips beckoned me for a sampling. My mouth began to water. I looked back up to her eyes and time seemed to stand still, holy shit! That actually happens?! and as I gazed into her eyes, I felt something shift, I felt like my soul was on full display for her to unravel. And in her eyes, I saw a story, a story I very much would like to know about. Her eyes were like dark pools of chocolate coaxing me to take a dive. And I very much wanted to take the plunge and drown in them. She started to lean closer to me but stopped when I opened my stupid mouth said the last thought I'd had, "Impressive, did your man teach you how to work on his car?" Obviously, it was not what she waited for me to say at that moment and whatever connection had began was just as quickly DISconnected , because she gave me, what I'm assuming was supposed to be a death glare, but really she just managed to look cute with her little nose scrunched up. "Ex-cuse me!?" she almost yelled, she looked hurt. Oh damn, "What?" Shit, I had been drooling so much over her scent that my mouth didn't process the words through my brain before releasing.

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 not edited ni DIVINXE

VERSION 1 "Do you do this with every girl you think is pretty or am I special?" "You're very special. You're my sapphire. You're my introspection and meditation" He says as he kisses my hand "I love you, Diamond." I chuckle "I love you too." Pecks my lips. "but isn't this selfish?" He squeezes my hand. "Sometimes you have to be selfish for your happiness." 40k+ words 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐍 is a travel blogger and influencer and single mother.She goes to a night club and waits for her brother to arrive. While waiting she meets 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐎. Her brother Shawn's best friend. He immediately catches her eye. She does the same to him. He's charming but stern at the same time. He's what she wants and she is what he wants. But his job interferes with their relationship and so does his best friend and her ex. 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐆𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 Very fast paced. VERSION 2 "What are you both doing here?" I ask them. "Did you really think we wouldn't find out? I mean honestly Diamond, do you think we're stupid?" I finally realize what this is, a confrontation. "I-I'm so-" "Sorry? save your words, Love. We aren't here for for that, we're sure you could apologize in other ways..right,Marciano?" Cyrus says and Marci nods. "What can I do?" "Lay down and let us handle the rest." ---------------------------------------------- ACCIDENTAL PREGNANCY, WHY CHOOSE? FAST PACED.

I want you. | Taylor Swift x Female Reader ni lemongras8288

"So you're the new student", she said with a cold tone. Her tongue slid over her red lipstick, before she glanced down at me. Immediately I catched myself feeling submissive. "Uhm yeah Iam Y/N Y/L/N", I answered trying not to give in her blue eyes. They were so pretty. -------------------------------------- Y/N finally experiences the kind of love she's only ever dreamed of-the kind that pulls her from the darkness of an abusive past and into the arms of someone who seems to cherish her, protect her, and show her what real love is supposed to be. But is it truly love, or just another kind of cage? Is their tenderness genuine, or is it merely the mask of something far more possessive, far more consuming? As she falls deeper, she must ask herself: has she been saved, or has she only stepped into a different kind of trap? Teacher Taylor Swift X Reader the first one got deleted, so Iam writing a new story:) This story contains also Travis Kelce:)

New Girl ni flowerchildDF

"You dropped this." I heard a husky voice say. I turned around to look at what I dropped and realized it was my schedule. I gasped. Damn, I would have been fucked if I'd lost it. I guess I didn't put it in my bag... I looked up to thank him, but ended up not being able to find my voice. He's really attractive. Drop dead gorgeous attractive. Hot. He has brown hair that is spiked up in a messy way and shiny chocolate brown eyes that are hard not to stare at. His jawline was firm and he is extremely tall compared to my 5'3" height; he seems like he's 6'1". He looks in good shape -- the white shirt he was wearing showed off his broad muscular chest. He wore a leather-mans jacket from the school over the t-shirt, with black denim jeans, and converse. I swallowed. I snapped out of it and took the paper forcing myself to say "thanks." However, he walked away before I even finished. OK... he obviously isn't interested in the 'new girl' like all the other students are. I can't help but feel a bit disappointed. Out of all the guys that have hit on me in school today he is the only one that has caught my eye -- bad news is that he didn't even bother. "You know him? I'm surprised the cheer-bitch hasn't threatened you yet." Jessica said, her face showing shock. "Um, no I don't know him... and cheer-bitch?" I frowned confused. "She's his ex-girlfriend, but considering she has such a small brain that is a size of a peanut, she won't leave him alone. I mean like seriously, EX; has she not heard of that quote, 'Thanks for the EXperience, Our time has EXpired, now EXit my life.' She is one clueless bimbo. Then again who would leave him alone he is S-E-X-Y!" I laughed. "I am going to love being your friend." I said while I looked back to where he had headed a while ago, but I no longer saw him. I sighed disappointed.

There's Just Inches In Between US ni iluvit305

They were irresistible, best friends. But when Lauren started to hang out with different type of friends, bad influence ones. At that point they parted away from each other and didn't hang out anymore, Camila misses her from then. ... Now all Camila goes through is humiliation and bullying at school, high school got worse because her bullies grew into a bigger group. Heartbroken to know that Lauren hangs out with that group, so now she picks on her and acts as if she didn't even meet Camila in the first place. They are always this close to getting close again, but the distance in between them parts them away more, that distance is the status and reputation. However out of nowhere girls begin to swoon for the blonde, in which for an odd reason Lauren doesn't likes that, so she does the impossible to keep females away from.. her Camz. ... "That's not cool" "What do you know about cool" the green eye Latina mocked. Causing the blonde to trap her in her arms and keep Lauren trapped in her embrace. "And what do you know about sex when you are still a virgin" "Fuck you Camila let me go" she is surprised that the blonde Latina is stronger. "Not if you give me a kiss you last promise me" #wattpad 2024 ... EXCUSE MY GRAMMATICAL ERRORS ⚠️𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝓐 𝒞𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒶 🅖🅟 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 ❗𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐂 𝐆𝐏 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞❓ 🔺ɴᴏ ᴅɪsʀᴇsᴘᴇᴄᴛ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ʀᴇsᴘᴇᴄᴛ ⬆️ ©️®️ ⬅️ 🅸 🅼🅴🅰🅽 🆈🅺 ON PAUSE ⏸️

Clean Lines, Blurred Rules | KK Arnold ni ellielovesuconnWBB

Camila Rivera doesn't break rules. A Puerto Rican junior at UConn, she's got her life perfectly color-coded-literally. Her planner is filled with soft highlighters and deadlines, her MacBook is decorated with minimalist stickers, and her closet is an airy dream of pale yellow cardigans, baby blue sets, and oat-colored cropped jackets. She's clean-girl aesthetic to her core-hair slicked, gold hoops in, lip gloss on. Organized. Quiet. Untouchable. When she lands a competitive student job as a player liaison assistant in the UConn women's basketball program, she signs the contract without hesitation-especially the clause about no fraternizing with athletes. It doesn't seem like a problem. She's not interested in chaos. She's here to build her resume and get into her dream grad program. And then KK Arnold walks into the gym-bold, magnetic, impossible to ignore. With her sweat-slicked confidence, sharp tongue, and relentless work ethic, KK doesn't just take over the court-she starts taking up space in Camila's carefully curated life. At first, Camila tries to stay neutral. She avoids eye contact. She's short in her responses. She reminds herself, She's just another athlete. Don't get involved. But KK doesn't play by the rules-on the court or off it. She teases Camila for her polished vibe, calls her "sunshine," tugs at the hem of her crewnecks during team stretches, and always finds some excuse to hang around her during media days and scheduling meetings. Until Camila finds herself thinking about the way KK looked at her across the court. The way her hand brushed Camila's lower back. The way she smirked when she said, "You're not really as buttoned-up as you pretend to be, are you?" Late-night texts. Early-morning glances. Unspoken tension that coils tight in her stomach every time KK stands too close or says her name a little too softly. Camila's clean lines are starting to blur-and she doesn't know how much longer she can keep up the illusion.

Babysitting the CEO's Son✔ ni Btsfan_4eva

> > ♡ < < "Hi, I'm here for the job interview," I said nervously while looking at the most handsome man I've ever seen. His dark ash brown hair was brushed back, causing him to appear more appealing. His black eyes that held a very deadly glare, which could kill. His thin lips that were formed in a straight line, causing his face to be emotionless. His beautiful features that were curved by God himself and his tall figure that stood over me. He was the definition of a greek god. "And you are?" his deep husky voice asked still holding his cold emotion. "I-I'm Camila Davis," I responded to him in a shaking voice as his cold eyes continued to stare into mine. The room fell in sudden silence when he didn't say anything and he finally averted his eyes from me to a file in his hands. He looks down at the file in his hands for a few minutes before be finally looked up to me again. "Age?" "27" I simply responded feeling nervous again by his stares. He lightly nodded his head before looking down back at the file. "You're hired" was all he said as he closed his file and he looked back at me and I looked at him with wide eyes. That's all? No more questioning? • 5 years ago Camila was drugged by one of her friends and end up pregnant with a stranger's baby. She got depressed and don't know what else to do but give birth to the child because she wasn't a fan of abortion. 9 months later after giving birth, her 1-week old baby got stolen by someone. Left traumatized after attempting to look for her baby but fail, she went on the rest of her life scared to have a child again and hate being around kids. But all that changed when she was in debt to her landlord and jobless. Searching for a job and getting turned down by each and every job, Camila came across a babysitting job on the web. All she had to do was babysit the CEO's son and get paid every week but what happens when the CEO's son has a slight resemblance to her? Find out in this book!❤

The things we don't say ni Candidcorpse

I wanted her to scream, "Because you make my heart bleed, when you look at me like that!" She'd say something like, "Why would you want your heart to bleed? If I'm causing you pain, what good am I too you?" Maybe I'd answer, "No one thing can be beautiful, without a little pain. You're not just pain, you're the one beautiful thing.. MY beautiful thing." Then we'd kiss, and the rain would start. But she didn't. She never will. It's the things we don't say.

Polaroid (Gracie Abrams) ni thewriterera

"I never was looking for you, you came out of the blue. And now i am cursed to look for you for the rest of my life. I'm truly still in love with you, even now. Every song i ever wrote and will write is about you. And i hope you know, whenever you are ready and if you want, i want to try again." I said to her, in front of dozens of cameras and hundreds of fans. Yet, my eyes never left hers, she was on the VIP tent with my sister. I didn't know she was gonna be here tonight, our biggest gig yet. She was looking as beautiful as ever. I never have seen anyone as beautiful as her. She didn't stop looking at me, even after i stopped talking. We kept the eye contact. And then she send me a kiss. A small gesture that sparked the fire inside of me. "I love you. This is Polaroid, the first song i ever wrote about you. " I said on the microphone and started strumming my guitar. She nodded, still looking at me, and my sister put her hand around her, keeping her close. But how did we even get here? --------------- In which Dee is a famous singer and Gracie is the biggest fan, plus her sister's best friend. Somehow, at some point, the fall. But how?

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All That Is Gold Does Not Glitter (Book 1)|| COMPLETE

"Are you sure you're okay, sweetie?" she asks. I take the ice pack back. I nod, but it hurts. My brain feels jostled by the littlest movements. "Yeah," I gasp, holding in any acknowledgment of pain. "I'm fine. Thanks." She glances down, and I catch her eyeing my bruised shins. They took the brunt of the impact. "Football," I explain. She nods. "That's a rough sport," she says. A pause. She walks back to her desk. Then, she stops. She turns around. She looks me in the eyes. Her face is solemn. "Hit 'em harder," she instructs. I nod and almost smile. "I will." * It's 1998, and seventeen-year-old Stephanie "Stevie" Rogers is attempting the unthinkable: she wants to be the first female football player at Truman High. Too bad the team, headed by her ex and a sexist coach, won't let it happen. Then of course there's her sexist step-dad, who can't know she's playing football or her life as she knows it would end. If it weren't for her cute guitar-playing best friend, Calvin, all hope might be lost. But with his help, and the discovery of a secret so scandalous it could rock the entire school, she may finally get her time under the stadium lights. ***************************** "You're outnumbered. You need allies if you're gonna survive the season. These guys are gonna have your back. You need them." "I don't need anyone," I insist. "Ha," he hiccups. "Yes, actually, you do." He ploinks me on the nose. I scowl. "No one is invincible." I continue to scowl. He sighs. "Just trust me on this one. Okay?" My face softens a little. He's just trying to help. "Fine," I comply. "But don't expect me to smile about it." He grins. "That's too bad. You're pretty when you smile." "Shut up."

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