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liminal spaces

MGA BUMASA 27
Mga Boto 4
Mga Parte 2
Oras 6m

MGA BUMASA 27
Mga Boto 4
Mga Parte 2
Oras 6m

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It had always been Alex-and-Stevie, right from the start, but after all they've managed to go through, it was beginning to feel more like Alex. And Stevie.
Alex knew he and the lads wouldn't have been able to do it without her, which was all the more reason he felt a vacuum in his chest. He knew he hadn't abandoned her, but when he wasn't drowning himself in work guilt still clawed at him for leaving her behind.
Whatever "wasted potential" Stevie had in regards to musical talent, however badly she loved music, it was all greatly overshadowed by the growing distance between the two of them, and the right moment was beginning to feel like a pipe dream.
The liminal space between Alex and Stevie and Alex-and-Stevie was disorienting, but with about a decade of things unsaid, having their guards down at exactly the wrong moment forces them to confront the inevitable.All Rights Reserved

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The Swan 2: Taking Flight ni JaideHarley

*COMPLETE*** "You're not playing fair," I whispered, shuddering when I felt his lips and the stubble on his jaw brush against the side of my neck. "I don't recall making rules," he said, lifting his head, our noses nearly touching as he stared into my eyes. "If there aren't rules, then I can't be playing unfair." "Friends don't talk this close," I said as he took a step closer. "Or touch this much." "Friends also don't respond to their friends' touch the way you are to mine," he said, bringing his hand up to my jaw and tilting my face up towards his, his lips centimeter from mine. "I personally think you set our friendship up for failure by assuming our connection could be ignored. I've never been good at friendship anyway, I say we try something I could do better at." "What could you do better at, Milo?" I asked, a shaky breath escaping me as his lips leaned in closer and only turned away from mine at the last minute. His lips brushed against my ear as his hand moved to the back of my head, threading through my hair as he whispered. "Us." Emery has been in Europe the last eight months. She deals with the challenges of being a growing star with sometimes overly interested fans and people coming back in her life now that she's succeeding. Not only that, she had to nurse a broken heart with her lover, Milo, and was doing the best she could, so good she met someone new. It seemed the new man in her life was more than enough for her feelings for Milo to dissipate, or at least she thought, until Milo contacts her. Milo's been going through some intensive personal growth as his psychologist works with him on some unresolved issues and challenges that went undiagnosed when Milo was a child. Milo is in the process of learning to break free from poisonous words that filled his head as a child. Through it all he had one goal in sight: to be well enough to be with Emery. He works up the courage to contact her but finds a lot can change in a few months.

Villain and Violence || Devil's Night Fanfiction ni anxalna

She wasn't supposed to love him. She had told herself that a thousand times, whispered it like a warning in the dead of night. But love had a cruel way of ignoring reason, twisting itself into something undeniable, something dangerous. Otkrovenyie never spoke the words aloud, never dared to let them escape into the air where they could betray her. Instead, she showed it in the silence, in the way her eyes lingered a second too long when she thought he wasn't looking, in the way she always seemed to know exactly when he was at his breaking point, pulling him back just before he shattered. She cared in ways he would never understand, in ways he wasn't meant to see. She carried his pain like it was her own, protected him from battles he didn't even know existed. And now, she was risking everything for him-her identity, her safety, the life she had built in the shadows-all for the man who could never know the truth. But the hardest part? He didn't even know she was in love with him. And she could never let him find out. My oc Otkrovenyie x Damon Torrance Slow Brun Endless love Forbidden love

Technicolor Beat ni Scribe18

"It's like . . . you know how at the end of summer camp or college everyone packs all their stuff up and drives off before you so they can go home and reunite with family, and the whole camp is empty and you're standing in the middle of your vacant dorm because your ride isn't here yet?" ". . . Yeah?" "It's like that. Immortality is being left behind at camp alone, and you don't know why." She couldn't remember her name. Didn't really matter, plenty of substitutes available. They almost numbered the amount of years she'd been in this world. Luckily for her, there was one reason she was still here, and as soon as she figured out what the hell it was she could fix it and move on. He remembered her. And what she looked like, how she took her coffee, everything. He couldn't get her out of his head. She was his muse, a glimpse into the impossible where he may finally have something to write about. But what happens when inspiration turns into love, especially with someone who is unable to reciprocate it? Does tragedy or intimacy await them? What is destiny, really?

A Burn Like This (Mature Jocks Series #4) ni mirabrendanauthor

FREE STORY. PAID BONUS CHAPTERS. DANGEROUS. BEAUTIFUL. SURREAL. Those were the words Jodie Henning used to describe the man she fell in love with, the first time she met him. HAZEL. BLACK. CRIMSON. Those were the colors she associated with his bright eyes, his long dark waves of hair and the scars on his back and upper chest. GUTTURAL. PRIMAL. SELFLESS. Those were the words she used to describe her time in bed with him, a time that edged itself into her memory, a time she continued to dream about for days and months afterwards. PAIN. HURT. RED. Those were everything she felt on his wedding day; throat closing, on the verge of tears, overwhelming sadness and pure pain. A SADDENING GLIMPSE OF HOPE That was what she felt when he came up behind her and whispered Shakespearean promises into her yearning ear. ALEXANDER MATEO HIDALGO III also known as Alex Clayton, number 77, left forward for the Seattle Kraken. But that changed since he got married, he barely shows up for shows or red carpets. The only place he can be spotted is the gym or the rink, with punching bags or hockey sticks. However, Alex is done playing by the book, he's done denying himself what he wants, what he needs. It's been four whole years, would she give him a chance to explain? Would she want to be a part of his dangerous world? Would she fall in love with him all over again? After all, she was the first person he opened up to, the first woman to see him for him; and for the first time in his entire life, he was scared of something that wasn't his life or duties to his family. It was a different kind of love, a love that burned mansions and cities, a Love that sparked with intimacy so much greater than sex. Four years isn't long enough to forget, is it? A BURN LIKE THIS (MATURE JOCKS SERIES #4)

An Unexpected Moment ni caromerri

... that changes everything Sarah was starting her junior year of high school. Looking at herself in the mirror, she saw a pretty average blonde haired, blue eyed, teenager. She was neither in the popular group, nor one of the many cliched outsiders. Sarah was a nobody. She liked to blend in and lay low. It was her way out of not only this town, but her house. No one knew it, but her father was a high functioning alcoholic that often took his anger out on his family. With her older sister now in college, it had turned to her more often. Laying low in general was a good strategy. Across town, Ryan was prepping for his final year in high school. While he wasn't the stereotypical quarterback of the football team, he did fit into the popular crowd. His sports of choice included basketball and soccer, either of which might line him up for a scholarship next year. Ryan had a group of close friends and a lot of adoring acquaintances. It wasn't easy juggling his athletics and keeping the grades up, but he was just that good. The supporting parents didn't hurt either. It might be a cliché romance, but it will be fun to see what the year and beyond holds. ------------------------------------------ This is a story I wrote years ago, or at least partially wrote. As I transcribe it here, I have tried to update it a bit and give the characters/story more depth than what I had when I was younger. Hopefully it all gets pulled together!

𝐏𝐈𝐗𝐄𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 || 𝐀.𝐓 ✮ 𝐅𝐅 ni ac1dict0uch

────୨ৎ──── 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ────୨ৎ──── 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐋, they were inseparable-best friends with dreams bigger than their small town. Alex always talked about starting a band, and she believed he'd make it. But after graduation, life pulled them in different directions. Years later, he's on stage with Arctic Monkeys, while she's living a different life. When their paths cross again, old memories resurface, and so do the feelings they never acknowledged. Can they reconnect, or is the distance between their worlds too great to bridge? ────୨ৎ──── beautiful cover creds :: @cityliqhts- ────୨ৎ──── © @ac1dict0uch ────୨ৎ────

The 10 Duel Commitments ni SavingPeter

**A twist on the Lee-Laurens duel in which John gets shot instead** Alex knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. Not that night, not for the next three nights. See, anytime he closed his eyes he could hear the bullet as it exploded from the barrel of the gun; see John as the color drained from his face, staggering backward trying everything he could to stay upright. He could feel his friend as he trembled in his arms, struggling to catch his breath; smell the pungent fumes of gun powder enveloping the two and taste his tears, feeling himself fall apart from the inside out. So keeping these things in mind, no, sleep, in fact, was not an option. **This beautiful cover was made by the amazing @KinziFace! Thank you so much!**

Twisted Love ni Lark_Den

[Started Writing : 3rd August, 2023] "For fuck sake, leave me alone." I screamed out as tears commenced gathering in my eyes. He said nothing. He just sat there watching me lose my temper. "Answer me." I growled shooting daggers on his way with my eyes. "Be my girlfriend. You will get everything you lost." "I don't want to be." "You have no choice." Anastasia wants nothing but to get out of the hell hole called 'her life'. They say study hard and then you can earn money and have a good life. But despite having a degree in hands she was still jobless. When life was giving her bitter test then when a devil showed up at the door of her heart, dressed like an angel. The devil wants nothing but a favour from her while promising her everything she wants. Morally grey. That's the definition to construe Alex Vesper. Strict, rude, emotionless, focused and evil. He wants nothing but revenge from a certain someone who might have scratched his ego a little bit. And at that time Anastasia was the best option for him.

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The Swan 2: Taking Flight

*COMPLETE*** "You're not playing fair," I whispered, shuddering when I felt his lips and the stubble on his jaw brush against the side of my neck. "I don't recall making rules," he said, lifting his head, our noses nearly touching as he stared into my eyes. "If there aren't rules, then I can't be playing unfair." "Friends don't talk this close," I said as he took a step closer. "Or touch this much." "Friends also don't respond to their friends' touch the way you are to mine," he said, bringing his hand up to my jaw and tilting my face up towards his, his lips centimeter from mine. "I personally think you set our friendship up for failure by assuming our connection could be ignored. I've never been good at friendship anyway, I say we try something I could do better at." "What could you do better at, Milo?" I asked, a shaky breath escaping me as his lips leaned in closer and only turned away from mine at the last minute. His lips brushed against my ear as his hand moved to the back of my head, threading through my hair as he whispered. "Us." Emery has been in Europe the last eight months. She deals with the challenges of being a growing star with sometimes overly interested fans and people coming back in her life now that she's succeeding. Not only that, she had to nurse a broken heart with her lover, Milo, and was doing the best she could, so good she met someone new. It seemed the new man in her life was more than enough for her feelings for Milo to dissipate, or at least she thought, until Milo contacts her. Milo's been going through some intensive personal growth as his psychologist works with him on some unresolved issues and challenges that went undiagnosed when Milo was a child. Milo is in the process of learning to break free from poisonous words that filled his head as a child. Through it all he had one goal in sight: to be well enough to be with Emery. He works up the courage to contact her but finds a lot can change in a few months.

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