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The Bad Boy Healed My Broken Heart

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Parts 17
Time 3h 10m

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It isn't always sunshine and rainbows. Sometimes the person who you think will be the reason of your ecstasy is the one who's the reason of your shattered heart 💔 your broken soul, your devastating pain. 
However when you meet a bad boy who truly embraces you, who challenge your heart, who makes you desire for more,who turns you on by just a glance and love you like no one else, you tend to love him back.All Rights Reserved

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My best friend watched him all the time. She didn't even try to hide the fact that she crushed on him, but why would she when everyone else seemed to do exactly the same. It seemed like I was the only person left with a little sense in my mind. Sure, he was hot and all, but I always liked to believe that there was something more to people then what we could see. And it was...

The Unforgettable Echoes Of Love by AYUMAC

Raya is different from the typical 17-year-old with lots of friends and a social life. She's been dealing with schizophrenia since she was young, feeling like an outsider, especially in high school where she only has two friends and a close host family. Despite the support, she still wants more. When her boyfriend cheats on her, it feels like her world falls apart, leaving her empty. But things change when she meets Zyran. There's something familiar about him, and she knows she'll fall for him. Yet, their love faces challenges because Zyran is a broken teen with no family, and Raya deals with a likely chronic illness. Zyran changes Raya's life, but not always in a good way. Will their love for each other survive the difficult challenges of life? *** "I admit, I'm afraid to love you." I whispered, tracing my finger along the contours of his sharp features. Zyran's green eyes pierced into mine. "Why?" he asks with a soft tone, laced with pain and confusion. Taking a deep breath, I confessed, "Because once I start, I won't be able to stop." Before he could respond, I kissed him passionately, relishing the soft sensation. He pulled me into a tight embrace, and in that moment, I realised we were bound together. I had made my choice I would never let him go

chasing charlie cooper. by michxelscliffordd

"I've never met someone who can make me feel so vulnerable but so safe at the same time."

His Deplorable Mate ( On Hold ) by Palos_Verdes

"She was hopelessly in love with him, with every fibre of her being. It was a love that was both beautiful and dangerous, like a wildflower blooming on the edge of a cliff. She knew that loving him was a mistake, but she couldn't help herself. It was like she was drawn to him, like a moth to a flame. But as their love story unfolded, it became clear that this mistake would have dire consequences. It shattered her soul, leaving her feeling lost and alone in a world that seemed so cruel."

THE BAD GIRL'S BOY by halymahxoxo

Promiscuity is addictive. It's so safe. You are not at risk of getting hurt, physically maybe , But emotionally ? No And the emotional pain is by far the worst. I know this because I've experienced both. Physical pain, from my alcoholic father, sexual abuse from his friends. It hurt, it really did. I have scars to show. But let me tell you, the worst type of hurt is the emotional pain. That pain you get when after years of building a wall around yourself, you FINALLY let someone in. You let that one special person in. You bring down your walls. You give your heart. You let him hold your heart in his palms even though you know the risks. You have so many dreams and fantasies about being with this person forever. And he leads you on. It feels good But then he turns around and crushes your heart. He squeezes the life out of it and you feel pain that you never thought was humanly possible. You feel so much pain you can't breathe. And then , you become cold. You stop feeling. You have no heart anymore. You become heartless, promiscuous, bad, really bad. Yes , that happened to me. Ben did that to me. It hurt. It hurt too much. But now I'm safe . Because I'm the bad girl. The one who doesn't have a heart left to be broken.

Staying With The Bad Boy For Two Months by xox_ily

❝Sometimes, you break the things you love,❞ She took a breath, hesitant to complete her sentence knowing the painful expression that would cross his face and the light exhale he would breathe to release his frustration. ❝and sometimes the things you love break you.❞ // Staying With the Bad Boy For Two Months

Running Out Of Time by Doorbelle14

Everyone thinks life is a game to find love, I don't play games. There must be more to life than falling in-love, I never want to fall in-love, the thought makes me sick. He wanted to play the game of love, and his was a game I defiantly didn't want to play- cause the problem with games is, someone ALWAYS gets hurt.

Best Friend with The Player by krazykliche

" We've been best friends for a long time. I don't want a stupid crush to get in the way of that.." she says " I've loved you for a long time. I won't be able to love anyone other than you.. screw our friendship just please, please give me another chance! I will never be the same without you." He cries

FIRST LOVE by akesha28

He took a whiff of his cigarette before pulling me close to him. My heart was thumping so hard against my chest that I was afraid he'd feel it as I was pressed so tightly against him. He lowered his lips to mine and I instinctively opened my mouth as I captured the smoke. I wanted nothing more than to cough but I was dead set on proving to him that I wasn't as stuck up as he thought I was. He looked at me intently and I could see the glaze covering his eyes. "You passed" He said and I let out the breath I was holding. I passed. That was all that mattered to me. He smiled at me and I couldn't help myself as I was affected by him so I returned his smile. Follow the adventure of my #Firsts on #JustWriteIt

A Bad Boy's Worst Nightmare (Book 1) by shadowed_descent

She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

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My best friends crush

My best friend watched him all the time. She didn't even try to hide the fact that she crushed on him, but why would she when everyone else seemed to do exactly the same. It seemed like I was the only person left with a little sense in my mind. Sure, he was hot and all, but I always liked to believe that there was something more to people then what we could see. And it was...