Summer Lilics & Wild Daffodils
- Leituras 3
- Votos 0
- Capítulos 1
Talvez você também goste
I'll always remember us | ✔️
growing up and growing apart sometimes people who really love you have to leave you for your own good and it's okay to grow apart holding on to things that hurt isn't a wise choice They broke up in college but now are forced into an arranged marriage Will the sparks fly again or........ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wrong place, wrong time, wrong people, right man Surrounded with unfortunate events, unfortunate people Those slim waists, slim faces, long hair and long nails Those long legs, large hands, fluffy hair and beaded bracelets They don't belong together last days, best times, red hands and playing fights Social priorities, diwali parties, arm wrestling and life stories That's the closure I needed Searching the crows, you stand tall, stand out Walking out of that building with hurt hands and burnt minds scholar badge, scholar board, Council badges and red coats brown pants,white shirts, black shoes and red ties Sprawling crowds, yellow buses, red rickshaws and black cycles ice cream man, Mother Dairy, white vans and red lights Saw you walking on the footpath with rolled up sleeves with few friends I wouldn't wish I would be there I couldn't wish I could be there Could you be specific who do you like? Blinding lights, goodbyes, Friday promises and exam time White walls, black boards, blue desks and A/C nobs Sweet memories scattered in my head Teardrops all over my bed These are the things I'll never forget And that's the price I paid cover credit: pinterestConcluída
His Ruthless Temptation
I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.Concluída
𝐇𝐨𝐭 𝐀𝐬 𝐀 𝐖𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧|✓(𝑈𝑛𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑)
ℑ𝔱 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔭𝔥𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔱𝔥- 16 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖶𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗁𝗒𝗌𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖻𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗋 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗅. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗌. 𝖥𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗐𝗈𝗅𝖿. 𝖳𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. Second place in The Genre Awards Copyright ©2020 All rights reservedConcluída
𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐞 | 𝟏𝟖+
very slow rough draft. 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐩 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬, ' 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡, 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐨𝐫𝐞?' 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢 𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭. 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍: 𝟷𝟷/𝟸𝟶/𝟸𝟸
Control
[18+] Life has never been easy for me. Starting when I was young up until now. The loss of my girlfriend destroyed me, now another girl is in my life. But things aren't that easy. ***READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED*** This contains dark themes including d3ath, SC, drugs/alcohol, rap3, s3lf harm and more.Concluída
The North Star | COMPLETED ✔️
Jessie Murphy is released from prison with the intention of escaping her past. Homeless and alone, her plans to dodge karma's spite seem more like wishful thoughts until a shot of Wild Turkey turns things around. She ends up lost in the wilderness of passion that is Bard. A drunk and a hermit, he is no stranger to wandering souls, and Jessie tries desperately not to get drawn into his mystery and allure. But her dark past backs her into a corner, leaving her with nobody else to trust. She fights to keep herself safe, hiding from and confronting old shadows, but with Bard by her side, the danger seems much closer. Who is she really protecting herself from?Concluída
The fragrance of withered flowers
Azran X noor Tropes Forbidden love Second chance He fell first first she fell harder Sepration Dark romance Mention of sexual assault Pedophilia Abuse Torture Psychopathic-thrillerConcluída
𝑪𝑹𝒀 𝑴𝑬 𝑨 𝑹𝑰𝑽𝑬𝑹 (18+)
𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. • • • 𝐈𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐬. 𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬, 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐨, 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞. 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐳𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭. 𝐌𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞. 𝐓𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟.
growing up and growing apart sometimes people who really love you have to leave you for your own good and it's okay to grow apart holding on to things that hurt isn't a wise choice They broke up in college but now are forced into an arranged marriage Will the sparks fly again or........ ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Wrong place, wrong time, wrong people, right man Surrounded with unfortunate events, unfortunate people Those slim waists, slim faces, long hair and long nails Those long legs, large hands, fluffy hair and beaded bracelets They don't belong together last days, best times, red hands and playing fights Social priorities, diwali parties, arm wrestling and life stories That's the closure I needed Searching the crows, you stand tall, stand out Walking out of that building with hurt hands and burnt minds scholar badge, scholar board, Council badges and red coats brown pants,white shirts, black shoes and red ties Sprawling crowds, yellow buses, red rickshaws and black cycles ice cream man, Mother Dairy, white vans and red lights Saw you walking on the footpath with rolled up sleeves with few friends I wouldn't wish I would be there I couldn't wish I could be there Could you be specific who do you like? Blinding lights, goodbyes, Friday promises and exam time White walls, black boards, blue desks and A/C nobs Sweet memories scattered in my head Teardrops all over my bed These are the things I'll never forget And that's the price I paid cover credit: pinterest
Mais detalhes