Mind over Matter
- Reads 73
- Votes 0
- Parts 13
ð©ðŠ'ðŽ ð£ð³ð°ð¬ðŠð¯.
ðŽð©ðŠ ðžð¢ð¯ðµðŽ ðµð° ð§ðªð¹ ð©ðªð®.
ð£ð¶ðµ ðªðŽ ðªðµ ð³ðŠð¢ðððº ðžð°ð³ðµð© ð£ð³ðŠð¢ð¬ðªð¯ðš ð©ðŠð³ðŽðŠðð§ ð°ð·ðŠð³ ?
ignore grammatical errors , it isn't revised. STILL EDITING
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
ðð¬ð«ð ð¥ðð©ðð«ð± ð
â ïž â ïžWARNING WARNING WARNINGâ ïžâ ïž Adult content Language *DO NOT READ IF YOU EASILY GET OFFENDED* *DO NOT REPORT* Stubborn, Love, Insecure, Feelings . . . Fuck That, Nvm just stay Nonchalant it's the best thing going anyways.Complete
ðŒððððð ððð â 18+
ÊáŽÉŽáŽáŽáŽÊ ÊáŽÊ áŽáŽÊɪáŽÊ, ÊᎠê°áŽáŽÉŽáŽ ê±ÉªÉŽ. áŽÉŽáŽ áŽáŽáŽ ᎠɪᎠê±áŽÊáŽáŽáŽ. Her body was his canvas. Their love, a dangerous masterpiece. Aria Cross has lived her life under strict rules, quiet obedience, and a father who controls everything she is allowed to be. To everyone else, she is good. Untouched. Safe. Only her art knows how badly she wants to break. Ryder Black is the opposite of safe. A tattoo artist with a violent past, scars no ink can hide, and a reputation built on danger. He does not believe in redemption. He only knows how to survive. Their connection is instant. Forbidden. Addictive. With him, Aria finds freedom. With her, Ryder finds something he never thought he deserved. But loving him means stepping into a world of secrets, obsession, and sins that refuse to stay buried. Some loves feel like prayer. Theirs felt like confession. Ranked #1 in Good Girl x Bad Boy - 09.25 ⊠Ranked #1 in Cocky - 12.25 ⊠Ranked #1 in Temptation - 01.26 ⊠Ranked #1 in Unholy - 03.26 ⊠Ranked #1 in Tattooartist - 03.26 ⊠Ranked #3 in Sinful - 08.25 âŠ
ððŒððð. - ððŒðð¿ððð ð ðððŒð¿ðð â
ððªðŽ ðŠðºðŠððªð¯ðŠð³ ðµð¢ðªð¯ðµðŽ ð€ðð°ðµð©ðªð¯ðš ð±ð¶ð³ðŠ ð°ð§ ð€ð°ðð°ð¶ð³, ð¢ ð³ðŠð®ðªð¯ð¥ðŠð³ ð°ð§ ð©ðªðŽ ðŠð¹ðªðŽðµðŠð¯ð€ðŠ. ððŽ ðªð§ ð©ðªðŽ ðŽð€ðŠð¯ðµ ð¢ðð°ð¯ðŠ ð¥ð°ðŠðŽð¯'ðµ ðŽðµðªð€ð¬ ðµð° ðºð°ð¶, ð¥ð³ð°ðžð¯ðªð¯ðš ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð°ðžð¯, ð±ð°ðŽðŽðŠðŽðŽðªð·ðŠ ðªð¯ ðªðµðŽ ðŠð®ð£ð³ð¢ð€ðŠ. ððŽ ðªð§ ðºð°ð¶ ðŠð·ðŠð³ ð¯ðŠðŠð¥ðŠð¥ ð¢ ð³ðŠð®ðªð¯ð¥ðŠð³, ðžð©ðŠð¯ ð©ðªðŽ ð¯ð¢ð®ðŠ ðªð¯ð¬ðŽ ðµð©ðŠ ð±ð¢ðšðŠðŽ ð°ð§ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ð¯ð°ðµðŠð£ð°ð°ð¬ðŽ, ð©ð¶ð³ð³ðªðŠð¥ððº ðŽð€ð³ð¢ðµð€ð©ðŠð¥ ð°ð¶ðµ ð£ðŠð§ð°ð³ðŠ ð§ð°ð³ðŠðªðšð¯ ðŠðºðŠðŽ ð€ð¢ð¯ ðŽð¶ðŽð±ðŠð€ðµ ðµð©ðŠ ð¯ð¶ð®ð£ðŠð³ ð°ð§ ðµðªð®ðŠðŽ ðºð°ð¶'ð·ðŠ ðµð¢ðŽðµðŠð¥ ð©ðªðŽ ð¯ð¢ð®ðŠ ð°ð¯ ðºð°ð¶ð³ ððªð±ðŽ. --- A juxtaposition, you were to him. As the teenage world - high school - seemed to collapse under the pressures of social groups and conforming to the image one presented, you were more than one-dimensional than many assumed. You stood in the spotlight that everyone assumed you wanted, whilst he could only linger by the sidelines, a quiet observer to whom you never expected to find such comfort with. Yet the further you sink into the hole of his life, the nuance he had and how eccentric he seemed, would you grow more and more desensitised to the worst he could show, as the horrors of his mind would lay bare by the simple factor of his infatuation. ---Complete
áŽáŽÉªÉŽáŽáŽáŽ ÊÊ ÊáŽÊ
- ᎠÊᎡᎡᎠê±áŽáŽÊÊ "ᎡÊáŽáŽ ᎠᎠᎠᎡáŽÉŽÉŽáŽ áŽáŽáŽ?" "ÊáŽáŽÊ ᎠɪáŽáŽ áŽÊáŽáŽê±áŽ ᎡɪáŽÊ Ꭰê±áŽÉªáŽáŽÊ ᎠáŽÉŽÉªÊÊᎠê±áŽáŽáŽáŽ áŽÊáŽáŽ áŽáŽÉŽáŽáŽÊáŽáŽáŽê± áŽÊᎠᎠáŽáŽáŽáŽê±áŽ áŽáŽÊᎠáŽê° áŽÊ ê±áŽáŽÊ." âŒïž18+ áŽáŽáŽáŽÊᎠáŽáŽÉŽáŽáŽÉŽáŽð ÊɪɢÊáŽê±áŽ ÊáŽÉŽáŽÉªÉŽÉ¢ê± : #1 É¢áŽáŽáŽ ÊáŽáŽ¡áŽê±ÊáŽáŽê± #1 ÊáŽÉªÉŽáŽáŽ #1 áŽáŽÉªÉŽáŽáŽáŽ #2 ᎡɪÊᎠáŽáŽÊᎠ#2 áŽáŽ¡Éªê±áŽ #2 ᎠáŽÊᎠÊáŽáŽáŽÉŽáŽáŽComplete
áŽQáŽáŽÊÊÊ áŽ áŽÊáŽÉŽÉ¢áŽáŽ
- ᎠÊᎡáŽáŽ ê±áŽáŽÊÊ ÊᎠᎡáŽáŽÊᎠᎠᎠáŽÉŽÊáŽÊɪɎɢ ê°áŽÊ ÊáŽÊ:áŽÊáŽê±áŽ ÊáŽÊ,ê°ÉªÉŽáŽ ÊáŽÊ, áŽáŽÊáŽáŽÊᎠ,ÊáŽÊ,ê°áŽáŽáŽ ÊáŽÊ ê±áŽÉŽê±áŽÊáŽê±ê±ÊÊ,áŽáŽÊᎠáŽÊ? ê°áŽáŽáŽ...ÊáŽê± ÊᎠÊáŽáŽ áŽê± ÊáŽÊ,ê±ÊᎠÊáŽÊáŽÉŽÉ¢ê± áŽáŽ ÊɪáŽ. ÊɪɢÊáŽê±áŽ ÊáŽÉŽáŽÉªÉŽÉ¢ #1 ÊᎡáŽáŽComplete
áŽáŽÉ¢áŽáŽÊ
"WáŽÊÊ ÉªáŽ ÉŽáŽáŽ CáŽÉªÊáŽ, áŽáŽÊɪÊ. ɪ ᎡáŽÉŽáŽ áŽáŽ áŽÊ ÊᎠáŽÊáŽáŽ áŽáŽÊsáŽÉŽ ê°áŽÊ ÊáŽáŽ." áŽáŽÉŽáŽÊáŽáŽÊ sÊáŽáŽáŽáŽáŽ . ... "ɪᎠsáŽÉªÊÊ áŽÊÊɪɎɢ áŽáŽ ÊᎠáŽÉªÉŽáŽ áŽáŽ áŽÊsáŽÊê°."Complete
Before usâïž
"ððð¥ð¥ ðð«ð¢ð§ððð¬ð¬, ð ðð¡ð¢ð§ð€ ð ððšð®ð¥ð ðð¬ð€ ð²ðšð® ðð¡ð ðð±ððð ð¬ððŠð ðªð®ðð¬ðð¢ðšð§, ðð¬ ðð¡ð¢ð¬ ð¢ð¬ ðŠð² ðð©ðð«ððŠðð§ð ððšðš." â¢ððšðšð€ #ð ð¢ð¬ ð§ðšð° ðð¯ðð¢ð¥ððð¥ð!â¢Complete
ðð ð²ðððð'ðð ð±ððð.
ð ð² ð®ð»ð± ððŒð ð¶ðð»'ð ððµð² ð®ð»ððð²ð¿, ð ð®ðð¯ð² ð'ðº ðð²ð¹ð¹ð¶ð»' ðºððð²ð¹ð³ ððµð®ð.Complete
ððð ðð | ðð
Detroit has always been the type of city that carries its own unique name with pride. Full of nonstop hustlers who move with dignity, each chasing their own dream. Trevon Gardner is one of them: a rapper finally gaining real attention, trying to turn his talent into the life he's been chasing forever. Xamira Evans is a gifted cosmetologist with her own blueprint, living life to the fullest. Their worlds don't usually collide...until one unexpected moment changes everything. Now they have to face the consequences. Will it bring them together, or tear them apart?Complete
áŽÊ.wrongêš
ɪ áŽÉªÉŽ'ᎠsáŽÊɪɎɢ áŽÊáŽáŽ ÊáŽáŽ áŽáŽÉŽ'ᎠᎠᎠᎡÊáŽáŽ ÊáŽáŽ ᎡáŽÉŽÉŽáŽ ᎠᎠⵠáŽáŽsᎠáŽÉªÉŽ'ᎠɢáŽÉªÉŽÉ¢ ê°áŽÊ ɪáŽà° áŽs.É¢ÊáŽáŽáŽ's áŽÊáŽáŽ áŽáŽáŽÉªáŽÉŽs #2Complete
â ïž â ïžWARNING WARNING WARNINGâ ïžâ ïž Adult content Language *DO NOT READ IF YOU EASILY GET OFFENDED* *DO NOT REPORT* Stubborn, Love, Insecure, Feelings . . . Fuck That, Nvm just stay Nonchalant it's the best thing going anyways.
More detailsContent Guidelines