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When it rains in the desert

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I won't lie to you and tell you that this is a happy story because that would be a lie and I want to be real with you. This story may rip you apart and I just want to warn you if you want happily ever after then Cinderella will be in the children's section. Now that we're straight with each other let me introduce you to the characters. First of all, Jacob Mendoza (that's me) and for now that's all you need to know;)  

Have you ever felt like your going backwards and the rest of the world is going forwards. It's like everyone's moving and you're just stuck. I'd felt like that my whole life. That is until I met my Celia. God she was so beautiful. She was breathtaking. Her smile tasted like fireworks. Every time. I never understood how another person could make me feel like that. But if I sit here describing her I will be here all day so let's not get ahead of ourselves. I was 23 when I met my Celia, the rest of my life is irrelevant because none of it actually mattered until I met her so let's begin.All Rights Reserved

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Letter for you (Book I) by Jhel0920

I never told her. Not because I didn't love her, I did. But because I didn't know how to say it without ruining everything we already were. So I loved her in quiet ways. The way I looked at her when she wasn't watching. Through the smiles that said more than my mouth ever could. Through the photos I took of her-little moments of beauty she never saw in herself. On the back of each picture, I wrote her a note. A thought. A memory. A truth I was too scared to speak aloud. Then she left. One accident. One plane ticket. Five years of silence and I waited. I waited because some people only happen to you once. I thought when she came back, maybe we'd have another chance. But fate doesn't care about hope. When she returned, it was with an arranged marriage to Nathan. My best friend. A good man. One I couldn't bring myself to hate. Nathan said the words I never could. I was ready to stay silent again-until I saw her eyes. And so I gave her the pictures. Not words. Not a speech. Just memories. And on the back, a quiet confession I'd written for no one but her. This isn't the story of who got her. It's about the one who never found the words. Unspoken feelings. The one who collects memories but never tries to say the words. This is the story of Carl Salvador. Book I: Letter For You Book II: I love you in every unspoken way Book III: Life after lifetime

Far From Home: The Tribal Chief's Mate- a M/M fantasy romance by herellwrites

***COMPLETED- Far From Home Prequel: Jacob & Srin'yete's story*** "When I'm old enough, I'm gonna mate you, JakeJake. Don't forget, ok? You're gonna be mine forever."  "Of course, arayna," Jacob replied with the deepest of smiles touching his lips. Srin'yete's infatuation with Jacob would peter out as he grew, so Jacob saw no reason to deny his little fantasy now. Arayna, Jacob called him. Little dear heart. "Forever, arayna." ********** Srin'yete has never known freedom. Taken from his home when he was still only a child, Srin'yete has lived each day thinking only of the face of the man he left behind. The man who swore he'd someday be his forever. Now Srin'yete has returned to his homeland, escaping from a terrible fate with the help of an unlikely savior, only to be reviled and cast aside by the home he left so long before. Devoid of hope and tired of the pain of living, Srin'yete is ready to give up. But that man, who thought he lost the little boy he adored all those years ago, won't give him up so easily. Even if it means keeping that promise he made to the little boy he never thought he'd have to keep. Even if it means giving life and love a second chance.

Fixing Celia by PhyllisKO

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Lemons of Love and Life by khoobsurat17

A life is shattered beyond redemption when a young lady faces tragedy after tragedy in her teen years leaving her scarred for life and with the responsibility of a young boy. Fast forward and everything is finally starting to fall in place and in love but countless hardships have to be conquered for this love to have any chance of survival. When her brutal past and present hurdles combine with the sole purpose of bringing her down will love be enough to conquer it all or is this the end? EXCERPT "Women like you shouldn't be a part of our society. Your rotten behaviours spoil the well groomed ladies to behave just like you whores! A shameless girl who got herself knocked up by an unknown person in her teen years, how disgusting, both you and your bastard son!" He sput scrunching up his face in disgust. "You're just a whore! And you're whoring with him as well!" Atuweni's hand landed across his cheek in a hot slap before she could stop herself as tears streamed down her cheeks. "You have no right! Absolutely no right to talk about me being shameless and disgusting because you're the most disgusting of us both! Dont bother talking about an unknown father because the father is very well known and he's an imbecile because you are the father of my son!" He staggered back shocked as her words sunk their meaning into his brain forcing him to be quiet. Atuweni clapped her hand over her mouth. She hadn't meant for that to come out. She hadn't meant for him to know. What had she done!?

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Be Rude but Love Me | ✔

She was all he needed. He knew it. But she didn't. ••• I can see the moment I've pushed him over the edge and he starts to get mad. "Oh, fuck you, Graham! As if you would understand what I'm going through." I jab my finger once more at his chest, ignoring the pain once again. "It's exactly because you knew I would understand that you opened up and just told me. " He catches my hand in a tight grip and comes right into my face. "Then maybe I was wrong to!" He shouts. ••• "How easy it is to be totally wrong about people - to see one tiny part of them and confuse it for the whole." - Before I Fall, Lauren Oliver.