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Romantika
The collision of two seemingly opposite worlds brought forth by an unpredicted reconciliation. Brooke was the quiet, shy book nerd who would much prefer a good novel and a hot coffee on a warm spring day over the parties and loud music that echoed through her neighbourhood every weekend. Everett was the polar opposite - seemingly forever outgoing and willing to try anything at least once, the overly exrtaverted and resident partygoer who would rather be caught dead than be seen with a book in hand. The two seemed to come from completely different worlds, appearing as outcasts in their opposing universes for all eternity. But words were never exchanged between the two - well, not until almost 5 years after their high school graduation. Yet now, they may have to do nothing but. - - - • All characters are over 18 unless otherwise specified. • Smut will be present eventually. • All characters and events are based on complete fiction. • Uploads will be as frequent as possible. • Make sure to vote and comment as it really helps a lot!! <3 <3
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Připoj se k největší komunitě vypravěčůZískej personalizovaná doporučení příběhů, ukládej si oblíbené do své knihovny a komentováním i hlasováním buduj komunitu.
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spencer, i'll remember how i'd loved you. even after i saw the hate behind your sweet eyes and messy statistics. even after i heard casually cruel words leave the same sugary lips that you used to plant soft kisses on my cheeks. even after i saw you kill right in front of me. the loss of your presence would still hurt the same. it probably wouldn't even matter what you did or didn't do because at night, i would still be crying into my pillow about everything that happened to you regardless. that's another thing that hurts so bad about this all. your loss. it's obvious, i know that. but i feel so alone. and you're actually gone this time.

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