Nouvelle vie ( en pause  / plus d'inspirations )

Nouvelle vie ( en pause / plus d'inspirations )

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Une fille prénommer Chloé à perdue ces parents à 9 ans depuis cela elle vit en famille d'accueille. Ces parents sont morts devant elle. Ils ont été tuée par un jeune garçon âgé de 10 à peu près. Chloé sens rappellera toute sa vie. Elle a maintenant 15 ans et est devenue une magnifique jeune femme au cheveux long blond, au yeux bleu-vert et assez fine.Elle porte souvent un jean avec des trous et un pull couper cours. A ses 18 ans sa vie va changer,malheureusement elle n'est pas prête pour ce qu'il va lui arriver lors de ces 18. Cette histoire aura 10 chapitre, vous aurais le droit de me proposer des idees que je mettrais avec plaisir, sa sera 1 idées par chapitre.Et il y auras 1 chapitre par semaine du Lundi au dimanche ( le week-end compte ) voila bis~ ( = journal * = se qu'elle fait - = ce quelle pense pov : bue d'une autre personne
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"I may not remember much, but I do know that I had the best time with you last night." Charlie drops his hand from his mouth and lifts his head to stare into my eyes, pushing his hair back from his face at the same time. "And I know this is awkward now, because I'm pretty sure we were both naked together in bed last night..." I choke on air, trying to dispel the imaginary object from my throat. Charlie reaches out and lightly grasps my hand; my eyes slide from our interlocked fingers to his shining pupils. "...but I still wouldn't change a single thing about it. So, I really do look forward to hearing from you later, Kaiydeen." It's like I've been taken hostage by his electric stare. I don't want to look away. I never want to look away. The busy noises of the street and the honking of the traffic fade as I lose focus, nothing strong enough to force my attention away from this boy. Finally, Archer loudly clears his throat as he flings his door open and plops into the car with a huff, breaking the trance between the two of us. I look away as I withdraw my hand from his grasp, trying to figure out what the hell just happened. This is going to be a long 6 months. ●●● Kaiydeen has always known what she wanted, more like who, but she never knew exactly how to get it. So she's complacent with biding her time until it, actually he, comes to her; no matter how long that takes. But then one day she crashes into someone she doesn't expect. Someone that has always had an eye for her, and he isn't satisfied with biding his time until she's his. But when the one person she's always wanted admits he wants her, too, she's forced to make a choice. Should she go for the boy she just met or the boy she's always known? There is some use of mature language in this story, so if your eyes are innocent and you want them to stay that way this might not be the story for you. Credit to @slueths for the incredible cover!!

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