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Your Person [KAM FANFIC]

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"What more is there to live for?", she said in between soft sobs. Frustration swept within his body as he struggled for words of comfort. She cried harder, her usual long neat braid was now a disheveled mess. Kalin took shakey steps towards her, still unaware of what to do. At the foot of her feet he sat down, then slowly reached for her hand. She hesitated at first, flinching at the feel of his touch. Eventually giving in, their hands interlocked as he held on tightly. "I don't know how it feels to be going through what you're going through", he said freely, letting the words slip out, "but I want you to know that I'm here for you".  Watching tears fall from her cheek to the ground, he went on, "I know it's hard for you too let people be there for you", he started before lifting her head up with his free hand. 

His sparkly green eyes were now an intense dark shade of green as they fixated on hers. "Let me be your person".All Rights Reserved

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Because Of Him by Love_Sucks21

As a young girl she was only happy. Not a care in the world or insecurity to worry about. She was a bigger girl and was teased when she reached 3rd grade. She cried her tears to her mom, but as she got older she cried them to herself. Alone in the dark as a tear rolls off her nose, she drops her head and lets out a big scream into her pillow. Not to let her parents hear, this is beginning to become her normal routine. Her tears dry and she lays on her back looking up at the ceiling, her body is cold and life less. Suicide has become an appealing option to her. But instead she pushes those thoughts back and rolls over on her side and drifts off to sleep, alone and empty inside, she was now beautifully curvy but her insecurities never let her see that. Until the new bad boy comes into play and changes everything

Updates by Lia_sals

"Look at me," he whispered, but I was too frightened to turn around. When I felt his hand on my shoulder, I flinched. "Please just look at me, Salma," he says, gently turning me to face him. I look at him. His eyes are red from lack of sleep, and his once curly hair now resembles a bird's nest. "I'm the guy you warn your kids about while trying not to cry," he says, and I furrow my brows in confusion. "What are you talking about, Caleb?" I ask, and he shakes his head. "I'm the man every other man despises because he must demonstrate daily that he's not me. I wish I could apologize for that, but I can't; it's who I am, and I've made that clear to you," he declares. Tears well up in my eyes, but I refuse to let them fall, so I clench my jaw instead. 'That's just an excuse because you're scared, I'm looking at you Caleb and I can see the fear, it's okay to be scared but what's not okay is trying to act like some sort of sick villain who turned hero just to make me fall in love with you' I say while breathing heavily and he looks away from me. I take a step closer to him but he towers over me. ' You didn't deceive me or trick me, I knew who you were the moment I saw you' I say shoving him and he grabs both my wrist. 'And who am I Salma? you seem to know everything so please tell me.' he says in a deadly whisper which sends chills down my spine and I stay quiet looking up at him. 'I'll tell you then, I'm the guy who saw an insecure, broken girl who wanted an escape. A girl who couldn't get over the death of her sister and sabotaged her entire life because of that. A girl who wants pity from everyone, A girl who wants a free pass, A girl who-' he doesn't get to finish his sentence because I slap him hard across the face with tears falling down my face. I take a step back looking at him and he turns to look at me with a shocked expression. 'You forgot to say I'm the girl you fell in love with' I say to him before walking away.

Into the Velvet by help-me-think-of-one

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The One Night Stand Turns Out To Be My Professor by Royhanh

We should be doing this," I mumbled, yet I bent my neck for him, giving him better access to it. "Yes we shouldn't," he answered, but his hands were sliding under my skirt and pulling my panties down. "If we get caught," I muttered, moaning as his fingers found my slick entrance and he rubbed. My knees shook but he held me against himself with his other hand. "If we get caught," he repeated. It was as if this had become some sort of game between him and I. Repeating each other's words like this. "I could be expelled and your job would be taken from you," I completed. "Yes, that could happen," he answered with a nod of his head. He moved away from me and stared into my eyes. "But it won't happen. We won't get caught. I won't tell, if won't tell." "I'd be crazy to tell someone," I answered, my eyes searching his. "Hmm," he answered with a nod of his head. His face was blank and it was quite hard to know if he was already rethinking what we were doing. I wouldn't blame him if he was. Why would he thro away his career for me? He sidestepped me and walked to the door, locking it behind us. "Now I'm going to need you to be quiet. Can you do that?" "Can you be quiet for me?" He asked again. "You need to be quiet if you don't want them to catch us," he told me. I nodded my head, staring into his eyes. Yes. I could be quiet for him. I would be quiet for him. "Use your words, sweetie," he murmured as he walked back to me and placed his hands under my chin, raising it up. "Yes," I breathed out. "Good girl. On your knees," he commanded. **** When your one night stand turns out to be your professor, there's only one thing to do- continue to sleep with him. And that was exactly what Sophia is going to do. She's faced with a forbidden attraction that's hard to resist until she finds out his dark secret; he's a vampire. Will her passion overcome the secrets he had been hiding from her or will the shadows tear them apart?

It Wasn't Love ✔️ by depressedn0nce

"Fuck." He whispers into my neck, sending a thrill of excitement through my body. His lips still smothered kisses over my neck and his hands roamed my body, starting at my chest, going down to my stomach. Caressing my soft skin, his thumb trailed circles on my groin before slightly slipping into the waistband of my jeans. My breath catches in my throat as I pull at the hoodie that covered his chiselled body. Understanding, Jacob pulls it off in one swift movement before attaching his lips back on my neck. Sucking and biting it before flicking his tongue over the sore spot. A quiet moan leaves my mouth and I clasp my hand over it, denying any noise to escape. "You drive me fucking crazy, Aria." ---------------------------- Aria Bailey finds it hard to fit in. Her parents are always busy and never have time for her. She lives alone at her family home and has top grades in all of her classes. But being a 17 year old friendless nerd comes with its disadvantages. The bullying gets worse every single day, driving her to self harm and suicidal thoughts. Aria learns more about popular boy, Jacob Rickson and starts developing feelings for the well known 18 year old. Jacob helps her come out of her shell and learn to be more comfortable and confident. Aria has to make a tough decision by choosing if she would rather be with Jacob and be bullied by her mind for eternity, or to leave and be left alone, exactly how she wants to be. -Strangers to lovers -Right person, wrong time

Never let me go(COMPLETED) by HALEBSPOBYFOURTRIS

I grab her hand pulling us chest to chest looking deeply into her eyes "You said we were over Hanna what did you expect me to do?!" I yell my grip on her wrist tightening she looks into my eyes all I see is pain and regret and I'd caused it I'd caused all of it "I didn't expect you to go and kiss the next girl who laid her eyes on you" Her voice breaking under the emotion she looks down at the wooden floor I lift her chin with my finger our eyes locking "I love you" I realise this was the first time I'd ever said it she looked shocked her shoulders were shaking she grabs her bag heavily sobbing and runs out the door leaving me... Yes another Haleb book that I've been dying to write Xxx

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My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."

Are you okay? by tiarobinswrites

She wanted to die. He wanted to live. ••• A hand grabbed onto my wrist, yanking me back just as the train rushed past, before I'd even had time to comprehend whether or not I'd carry out the action. I stumbled back into the person's chest, my heart jumping out as I swivelled around, startled to find myself staring into piercing dark brown eyes. "Were you going to jump?!" "No," I drawled out sarcastically, ignoring the intensity of his eyes as they bore into my own, "I just stand on the edge of train platforms at midnight because I feel like it." Seeing the stranger tense, I stepped away from the edge, feeling his hand let go of mine as I picked up my bag before moving to sit down on one of the platform benches. Letting out an evident sigh of relief, he sat down after tentative movements towards me, and I could feel his intense gaze raking across my features. His eyes never left me, I was sure of it, with every step both he and I had taken. "Are you okay?" He had asked warily, apparent apprehension in his deep voice while he spoke, "Do you want to talk about it?" "What's there to talk about?" I threw his question back at him, watching him study me for a few critical moments before his potent gaze switched to our surroundings. "I did just watch you nearly kill yourself; that might be a place to start?" ••• She didn't expect for a complete stranger to stop her milliseconds away from committing suicide. She didn't expect him to be so kindhearted and patient. He didn't expect to stop her from jumping in front of a train the first time they met. He didn't expect to find himself falling for the one girl he knew he shouldn't. [Word Count: 180,000 - 200,000]

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As a young girl she was only happy. Not a care in the world or insecurity to worry about. She was a bigger girl and was teased when she reached 3rd grade. She cried her tears to her mom, but as she got older she cried them to herself. Alone in the dark as a tear rolls off her nose, she drops her head and lets out a big scream into her pillow. Not to let her parents hear, this is beginning to become her normal routine. Her tears dry and she lays on her back looking up at the ceiling, her body is cold and life less. Suicide has become an appealing option to her. But instead she pushes those thoughts back and rolls over on her side and drifts off to sleep, alone and empty inside, she was now beautifully curvy but her insecurities never let her see that. Until the new bad boy comes into play and changes everything