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Dull Ache

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Time 1h 17m

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"You were what?" My heart rose to my throat and there it stayed. A flurry of love, anger, hope and agony whipped around my body like a tornado. 
"Pregnant," tears pricked in her eyes matching my own. My Persephone was pregnant. 
"Was it mine?" She didn't look at me, instead the tears poured down her tanned cheeks, splashing into a puddle on the table in front of us. My hand had automatically stopped rubbing her back, we couldn't have gotten much closer but the gap felt huge.
"Yes," she sobbed.
"What happened to the ba..b.. what happened to my baby?" She shook her head, "Please tell me you didn't have an abortion," I was now crying alongside her.
"I didn't,"All Rights Reserved

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Upside Down by crypticwriter_x

The day had started as usual, with the promise of a calm and uneventful Sunday. The office was quieter than usual, the hum of computers and the occasional phone call creating a serene backdrop. I had taken a moment to escape the confines of my cubicle and retreat to the restroom, seeking a brief respite fbefore the meeeting. That's when she barged in, her voice a sharp contrast to the tranquillity. The familiarity of her presence was like a shock to my system, bringing with it a wave of memories. The last time I saw her, it was under very different circumstances. I watched as she fumbled with her bag, clearly agitated. Her long, silky hair was the same, cascading down her back like a waterfall. It was a sight that stirred something deep within me. I remembered how that hair used to brush against my skin, a sensation both comforting and thrilling. "Ma'am, I believe this is the men's toilet," I said, trying to keep my voice steady as I washed my hands. I could see the water on the floor, a hazard waiting to happen. "Is it? Who cares? I just need to wash my hands," she mumbled, not even looking up. "You should be careful with your heels. The floor is slippery," I warned. Just as I spoke, she turned towards me, her heel skidding on the wet tile. Instinct took over, and I reached out, grabbing her waist to prevent her from falling. For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Her hair fell over her face, and the scent of her perfume filled the air. It was a heady mix of familiarity and something new, something that spoke of changes and time passed. She quickly composed herself, standing up straight and fixing her hair and shirt. When she finally looked at me, her eyes widened in recognition. "You?" she asked, her voice a mix of fury and surprise. "You?" I echoed, equally taken aback.

Mr. Wright Secretary (Interracial story) by QueenofWritings22

"I love you Jada." He whispered against her lips. "You are engaged, I can't be in the middle of this affair. We should walk away before there is more pain and damage." I responded, but he smashed his lips into mine. Our lips moved in sync, the emotion I concealed inside me was now pouring out. "I only love you, and I have for many years. I will not let anyone get in between that." He said, staring into my eyes. I could see the truth in them. I believed him, I gave him my heart.

Until you remember us by authorprin157

One unforgettable night. Two strangers. And a lifetime of consequences. Aanya never expected to see him again. Not the stranger she shared a reckless night with under moonlit skies and forgotten names. Not the man who unknowingly left her with the greatest secret of her life-twins. Years later, fate throws them back together. But while he remembers her, she remembers only the pain. To protect her children, she hides the truth. Until he finds out. And does the one thing she never saw coming- He marries her. Without love. Without trust. But with a vow to claim what's his. Riaan Malhotra is determined to make her his wife in every way. But Aanya? She's just as determined to never forgive him. As secrets unravel and wounds resurface, they must navigate family bonds, the innocent love of their children, and the haunting question: Can two broken people ever become whole again? Meanwhile, in a parallel storm of sarcasm and spark, Veer and Meher are friends turned rivals turned... something dangerously close to love. He's the CEO who doesn't believe in forever. She's the bold executive who's sworn off feelings. Until jealousy, a forced office dance, and one kiss too many threatens to rewrite the rules of their game. Troops:- Strangers-to-lovers-to-enemies-to-forced-marriage 👶 Secret pregnancy & adorable twin bonding 🔥 Jealousy, passion, slow-burn tension 🏠 Indian family warmth & drama 💌 Dual lead couple love stories ✨ Healing, redemption, and emotional romance 🎭 Office banter, unexpected kisses, stolen glances

The Thing Called Love by QueenSelena101

"Don't look at me like that. I promise I will make you feel like a queen, when living here." He said looking straight through me. He came closer and tried to kiss me. I turned my head making him to kiss my cheek instead. "One day you will kiss me. You will learn to love me too and learn to forget about Dakota Grey." He whispered taking a piece of my hair and tucking it behind my ear. "I will never love a monster like you." I said. "I have a feeling you will." He said, giving me a one sided smirk. "You don't know me." I said. He chuckled. "My love, of course I do." He said. "No you don't, we just met." I replied. "So many things you need to learn." He said playing with my hair. "Get your hands off me!" I said pushing them back. He gave me a devilish smile and got on top of me. "You don't disrespect your future husband! You will be a good girl and listen to everything I say! Is that clear?!" He growled. I kept my mouth shut and didn't dare to look at him. He grabbed my face with his hands and forcefully kissed me. Special thanks to Rianna Reid for making the cover to this book! I encourage you all to check her profile (@Softie113123) and read her stuff! Also if you are all interested in a cover make sure to check out her cover shop! There will be a simple form you will have to fill out, once that's done she'll get right on it! Also keep In mind that this story isn't revised. It will be revised when it's completed:)

Dusk Till Dawn (A Liam and Ally Story) by WriterFic

"You made me feel like I was crazy. You would never answer my questions properly. You made me a fool. I trusted you. Believed in you. And now..." Tears fell down on my face, but I wiped it instantly. I paced myself and took a step closer to him. I had my confidence back. "Answer me. And I don't want a vague answer. I want the truth. Now!" Liam gave a tiny nod. His lips were quivering. "I can't say." My heart sank. "Why not?!" My voice raged on. I walked to him. "I gave you everything. My hands. My lips. My h-heart." Tears fell down once more. This time, I didn't stop it. I grabbed his hand and held it against my chest. "If you love me, you can trust me." "I..." he started out to say. He put his free hand on top of mine and pulled it away. He sets it on his cheek. His eyes were getting puffy. "...I can't."

Im Falling For The Sun [Markhyuck]♥ by faazilaraiza

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Wave (Book 2) by Anniezie

I had survived the first. That was then; this is now. The blindfold of so many pills slowly died away and first though my finger then my head, a passion, a hurt and a need filled me as every moment was consumed with words; every breath with wisps of ink. But they were not all captured and somewhere in the deep abyss of living, lies the unspoken, almost unfelt feelings of decades in months. This is the half-empty account off all those nights from December through into the new year and the end of March. ...I pains me to share it. But it also makes it just not my problem anymore and that is something I long for- freedom and peace. Please note that all grammatical and linguistic, as well as those in punctuation and spelling or placing of words were intentional. If you LIKE this and want me to write a commentary on each poem and picture (as in my previous collection Apfel), please show me in comments and votes :) PLEASE DO NOT COPY any of the poetry or pictures.

Beyond The Break by Mypengame

Synopsis _ What I said to him and his hand on my stomach was like stimulator, before I knew it I found myself on the floor. I placed my hand on my abdomen, in an attempt to protect our unborn baby. "Oomph" I groaned at the pain, as my butt hit the floor. Nate stood staring at me, with red eyes. To be precise, my stomach. I used my left hand which I used to prop myself from the fall, after he pushed me in an attempt to assist my right hand in protecting my stomach. It was bone chilling. I was so frightened, i could feel cold sweat on my forehead. "Let go of me you bastard" I said trying to loosen his grip from my hair. He only let go after he pulled me to the coffee table , in a kneeling position. "Now fucking sign it, don't let me completely lose my temper. Or I swear to God, you won't believe what's going to happen to you" My red hair fell loosely on my face, the pain from my scalp was evident to what Nate could do if I resisted. - Everybody seems to crave tales of unlikely love, like the rich boy and poor girl or the rich heir and humble maid. I wish more stories would focus on the authenticity of human experiences rather than make such clichéd storylines. My story is a testament to resilience and perseverance through misfortune. What I've gone through has been nothing but "expect the unexpected." 'My name is Ashley, his ex-wife.' "Can't believe I'm still rolling with the punches" #Forgive#Forgiveness#Pregnancy#PregnantAndAlone#Baby#Betrayal#Billionaire#CEO#Reunionr#Motherhood#Secondchance ******* #BeyondTheBreak #AshleysStory #Forgive #Forgiveness #WattpadCommunity #RomanceDrama #Pregnancy #SingleMother #ReadersOfWattpad

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╰┈➤ ❝ [I stood there in unequivocal revelation, the lagging pain slowly catching up with me, but before I could release a fraction of the pain into my screaming, a bell rang, and suddenly, pilfered from my body was the ability to move. My face neutral and my muscles disabled as I fell face-first into the hard, scathing rock that lay unmoved before me.] 》* 。 • ˚ ˚ ˛ * 。° 。 • ˚《 Imagine awakening in an environment you deemed unfamiliar, your back thrumming in pain, with your mind staying clear of how you ended up there or simply the moments that lead to your position. You try to find a way out and later realize that you can't even remember who you are; your memories purged, your identity unknown. It takes you a good amount of time, pain, and effort, and eventually you manage to gather tiny fragments of who you were along with the trauma of how you retrieved it, but it's okay, maybe it's all worth it as you finally make contact with another person. Turns out she was your best friend. Finally, it looks like all is turning up until you learn of all the inhumane things you've done in your past, things that evade your newfound morals, things that were so detrimental to society that when you hear the reason as to why you've been enduring such agony, you understand why. How many people did you even end up hurting? What did you do that was so bad, that it made millions wish the absolute worst of you? What will you do now?

Echoes Of The Fateful Night by TeeX24

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Beyond The Break cover

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Upside Down

The day had started as usual, with the promise of a calm and uneventful Sunday. The office was quieter than usual, the hum of computers and the occasional phone call creating a serene backdrop. I had taken a moment to escape the confines of my cubicle and retreat to the restroom, seeking a brief respite fbefore the meeeting. That's when she barged in, her voice a sharp contrast to the tranquillity. The familiarity of her presence was like a shock to my system, bringing with it a wave of memories. The last time I saw her, it was under very different circumstances. I watched as she fumbled with her bag, clearly agitated. Her long, silky hair was the same, cascading down her back like a waterfall. It was a sight that stirred something deep within me. I remembered how that hair used to brush against my skin, a sensation both comforting and thrilling. "Ma'am, I believe this is the men's toilet," I said, trying to keep my voice steady as I washed my hands. I could see the water on the floor, a hazard waiting to happen. "Is it? Who cares? I just need to wash my hands," she mumbled, not even looking up. "You should be careful with your heels. The floor is slippery," I warned. Just as I spoke, she turned towards me, her heel skidding on the wet tile. Instinct took over, and I reached out, grabbing her waist to prevent her from falling. For a moment, time seemed to freeze. Her hair fell over her face, and the scent of her perfume filled the air. It was a heady mix of familiarity and something new, something that spoke of changes and time passed. She quickly composed herself, standing up straight and fixing her hair and shirt. When she finally looked at me, her eyes widened in recognition. "You?" she asked, her voice a mix of fury and surprise. "You?" I echoed, equally taken aback.