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A Different Side Love Story

LECTURES 106
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Parties 8
Durée 59m

LECTURES 106
Votes 3
Parties 8
Durée 59m

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Anastasia wakes up in her room. She rubs her eyes open, and with a lot of effort, she gets off her bed. Still tired, she ventures to her window and opens it. She felt the light cold morning breeze on her rose peach cheeks. When she could finally see clearly, she saw the large yard surrounding the mansion. If you tried to see afar, you could perceive a black solid fence doing the contour of the territory. Instead of thinking depressingly, she stared at the few crimson roses laying there sadly in the yards bushes. She was staring them so long that she started to doze off because of the tiredness. But then a quiet but sharp noise across the door connecting the hall and her room woke her up from her trance. It was soon followed by a dark voice:
- Dear, it's time for breakfast⁓
It was too late to escape.





*Maybe I'll change the title to :Withered Roses: *Tous Droits Réservés

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Dull Colours [EDITED EDITION], écrit par ToTheMax4K

[EDITED EDITION] Hera could no longer hear the clicking of her heels as she walked towards the Magic Fountain, the fountain that would protect her from possession of a Conjured. The floor here was still stone like in the hallway, yet it was dead quiet. Her shoes just made no noise. She was so close she could make out the individual strands of magic in the water of the Fountain when she heard the scream. It was shrill and blood-curdling, filled with so much fear it made Hera want to scream herself. Which she did, when she looked up. It was a Conjured. Looking directly at her. ~~~~~ Hera Giala loves books. She kind of sees herself as a background character, necessary to the plot but not really anything special. Yet no amount of reading could have prepared her for what was to come. A war has been waging for centuries. The war between Giala and Conjured - evil, decaying, humanlike creatures with burning blue eyes and a hatred for royals. Royals like Hera, princess of Giala. And now, as the new queen, it's Hera's job to kill them, and not loose herself or the bright colours of her world in the battle for peace.

The Duchesses, écrit par silviaaaclaira

Aurora opens her eyes only to feel the agonising pain in her body. That is to be expected when there has been an accident. It's excruciatingly painful. Aurora groans in pain and pulls off the blanket, taking in her surroundings. It is more appropriate for a hospital interior design to look to the mediaeval era. Not shabby, but more on the extravagant side. The nurses' attire, on the other hand, appears odd. Someone said out of nowhere, "Her Grace, please wake up! Call the doctor right away!" Aurora approaches the mirror and looks at the woman with deep red eyes in it. The woman had blonde hair that, while a little messy, flowed perfectly over her shoulder. Her fair complexion lends her an ethereal appearance. Not to mention that her outfits make her look like a noblewoman from a historical series. She pinches herself, only to realise that the blonde woman staring at her is herself. A thought struck her mind, as she utters her first statement in this world, "Fuck me". Medea has finished her work, but she is still unsure how to fix all of the messes. She hasn't been herself in a long time, and it's bothering her. The throne seems so far away, and the weight of the burden grows heavier with each passing day. A letter from the Imperial Palace has arrived, instructing the Duchess to look after the House of Smith's Duchess of Light, Natalie Wilson Smith. As an evil scheme was about to unfold, she smiled wickedly. 'This is my new card.' p/s: I can't find the original owner of the photo of the cover, if you know or you are the owner of the cover. Please let me know, so I could credit your arts. With love 🥰

Violet Witch, écrit par NVMelissa13

"Let's go for a party." They said. "It'll be fun." They said. Well my best friends were so wrong. So very very wrong... My world literally turned upside down after that one night. It was supposed to be my first High school party and it was the day before my 18th birthday and in case your wondering, my birthday is on Halloween. Pretty cool right? Not. At the stroke of midnight like Cinderella or some shit, my powers were unlocked. And get this... I'm a witch. And there's this evil demon lady called Lilith who my mom and dad locked up in the depths of hell that is hell bent on killing me for some reason (pun intended) and I have seven days to find a way to stop her. Urgh! The only positive thing about this is that Lucas, the son of Lucifer, is helping me, along with his wolf familiar Sydney. I may be catching feelings for him and I think he feels the same. I'm Melody by the way. #5 in princeofhell #8 in familiars #10 in portals

Nature calls, écrit par TBThomsen

I feel someone looking at me, so I look around to see who it is. I stop and lock eyes with a man who has short brown hair, brown eyes and a square jaw. I'm frozen in place and I can't stop staring at him. It looks like he can't look away either. I haven't seen him before. Maybe he's new in town...? Suddenly the air smells like... mint... and strawberries. A moment after, a beautiful blond haired woman walks up to him and links her arm with his. "Ready?" she asks him. He's still looking at me and it's like time stands still for a moment. "Huh?" he asks. "Ready to go? We got to get to the party tonight, remember?" "Oh... yeah... right." Our connection breaks and I can finally look away. What just happened? I felt a pull to him like I had to go to him. Slowly getting on my bike, I make my way home. I can't stop thinking about him. This is so weird. ~~~~ Kira is a special girl who has a strong connection with nature. A connection so strong that she can make plants grow just by touching the ground. One day, she meets a man who she feels another kind of connection with. A different kind of connection. When she finds out who he is, her world is turned upside down and she's thrown into an adventure she never thought was possible.

Fractured Souls, écrit par Eldriel

"You believe you've seen the dark? Sweetheart, you are absolutely adorable." I said my voice dark and humorous. "Darkness is so much more complex. So much more... tempting." I said my tongue darting out, licking my lips. "It creeps up on you... and before you know it..." I paused and slowly walked around him massaging his shoulders. "It has taken a hold off you," I said and grabbed him by the throat from behind, tilting his head back, and made him look at me. He gasped as his eyes found mine. "What happened to You?" He croaked. A smirk crept onto my face. "Nothing sweetie. I'm simply showing my true colors." I chuckled humourlessly. ..... Ava was just a normal girl with a normal life until a mysterious man starts appearing wherever she went. Dragging her into a dark and twisted world she wish with all her heart she could escape. However... Given the choice, will she save herself or the world that has continuously wronged her?

Enchanted, écrit par jakewilson007

"Shit" I swore holding my nose, it seemed broken and the effect of our collision drew some blood. "Gosh, I'm so sorry" a soft feminine voice apologizes "I swear, I didn't notice you were there" she says again. I turn around and I'm face to face with what initially I thought should be a goddess, hair and body wrapped in towels. She seemed to notice the blood from my nose. "You need to fix that" she says pointing towards my nose.at that she takes my hand pulling me into a room which i think is hers. Rummaging through a drawer, she retrives a cotton wool, taking a piece of it, she presses it to my nose and holds it there. I'm surprised by this gesture, but there really was no need for this, my body was beginning to heal already. One of the many benefits of possessing abilities as mine. I immediately seized the opportunity to study her. She had a straight face, slightly pointed nose. Her small, luscious lips were slightly parted. With skin glowing like crystals, I was ready to bet my skin she really was a goddess among other girls. My eyes travelled away from her face....downwards... The towel that covered her body was incredibly short revealing a pair of beautifully tanned legs... Instantly my testosterone began to skyrocket. And then I caught her scent... She is just HUMAN... But I could sense something about her, something different.

My hell my torture, écrit par naughtybutsweet1

A world of demons and angels? Are they real? What if a demon fell in love with a human? "They are real you know?" I looked at my aunt. "What's real?" I asked. "Demons." I laughed. "Why do you always have to be so weird?" She scrunched her eyes at me. "Why do you always have to be so naive?" I followed her into the kitchen. "Auntie, I'm not naive. I just don't believe in all your fairy tales." She took a sip of her tea. "Maybe a demon will come and take me away from here and fall in love with me." I laughed to myself. "Oh you wouldn't want that, Demons are vile creatures with only one thing on their minds, torture." I just shook my head at her. "Well if you see a sexy one, send him my way."

~HEARTS & FANGS~ , écrit par OmaPhinaPhire

~HEARTS & FANGS~ {CASSIOPEIA & GIDEON} ~~~~ 'I hate you! I hate you! I'll never be the wife that you deserve!' 'I do not want the wife that I deserve Cassiopeia because it is you that I want.' 'Then,' she hesitated for only a moment, 'I'll never be a wife still yet yours!' she promised him. 'Say that again,' he told her in a hard angry voice, 'and face the rowen,' he dared her. Despite the threat, she climbed out of bed and went to him. She tilted her head to look challengingly at him with her sharp green tear stained eyes. 'I will never be a wife much less yours,' she repeated in a terminal raspy but rather confident voice. He stared at her for a long time, simmering. The tension in the bedroom thickened greatly. Silence reigned as their stare down intensified. All in the room stood in trepidation, awaiting his eppy. 'Everyone,' he ordered in a calm yet jussive voice that betrayed the extremity of his anger. 'Out!' he finished. They all festinated out, skedaddling away as quickly as they could before anyone of them suffered from transfer of aggression. And when the door closed with a small click sound behind them, he drew her to him unexpectedly. 'You are mine,' he simply told her with surety before he lipped her. ~~~~ 🌫She knew nothing, except that she wanted out, away from him, the beast. She knew not what she wanted, especially with a damaged head and fragmented memories. But, she just knew that she wanted nothing, absolutely nothing to do with the monster that left her in perplexity. 🌫He wasn't what she thought he was. He was what she would never dream to think. He was a part of her and she was a part of him. He would never let her go. She must be there, with him, under his spell, wrapped around his thumb lest everything would go wrong. And if it did, he was the only person who could try, mean try to put it back in place for with her, nothing wrong could ever be right. ~~~~~ #3 in Royal love #3 in Satisfying #4 in Fated love @OmaPhinaPhire

The White rose prophecy, écrit par morema_m

Summary That night again I find myself in the white rose garden with a white dress and a cape over my head walking among the white roses slowly bending over and smelling them only this time something changed in the dream that I look at the white roses they become red like a strong blood color I drop them from my hands and panic and the moment I raising my head up I see two people in the first wearing black hooded hood The other wearing a white hood I panic and my heart is beating hard I try to get up and I can not stop and freeze again And the black smoke is coming behind me and I try to move and I can not #6 in fantasy(23/12/2017) *draft*

The Contract, écrit par MyWeekendIs_Booked

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Dull Colours [EDITED EDITION] cover

The Duchesses cover

Violet Witch cover

Nature calls cover

Fractured Souls cover

Enchanted cover

My hell my torture cover

~HEARTS & FANGS~ cover

The White rose prophecy cover

The Contract cover

Dull Colours [EDITED EDITION]

[EDITED EDITION] Hera could no longer hear the clicking of her heels as she walked towards the Magic Fountain, the fountain that would protect her from possession of a Conjured. The floor here was still stone like in the hallway, yet it was dead quiet. Her shoes just made no noise. She was so close she could make out the individual strands of magic in the water of the Fountain when she heard the scream. It was shrill and blood-curdling, filled with so much fear it made Hera want to scream herself. Which she did, when she looked up. It was a Conjured. Looking directly at her. ~~~~~ Hera Giala loves books. She kind of sees herself as a background character, necessary to the plot but not really anything special. Yet no amount of reading could have prepared her for what was to come. A war has been waging for centuries. The war between Giala and Conjured - evil, decaying, humanlike creatures with burning blue eyes and a hatred for royals. Royals like Hera, princess of Giala. And now, as the new queen, it's Hera's job to kill them, and not loose herself or the bright colours of her world in the battle for peace.