Be My Sunshine
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Huling na-publish Thu, Jul 20, 2023
- He was sunshine I was midnight rain.
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"I don't need anyone to take care of me."
She says shuffling her bag while I gently grab her wrist and pull her toward me.
I don't let her know the fact that I notice the way she stiffens under my touch.
"Do you want your face to be unrecognizable like that guy too?" She says.
Paris narrows her eyes while I flash her a wide smile.
"You wouldn't do that with the way you stare at it."
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We Dream at Midnight (Ember 2)
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Cynical Souls
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His hand shifts under my sweater cuff, sliding up to my forearm. ''Tell me you don't feel it.'' I brush my fingers over his collarbones, just above the worn edge of his shirt. Beneath it, I feel the faint shift of muscle, the stutter in his breathing. He kisses me hot and hard. Like a collapse, His hands slide under my clothes to my neck and my hair where they make fists. My scalp prickles. He lets me taste a future with him, to feel it in the thrust of his tongue and bite of his teeth. I'm panting, and aching, and still, we know this won't change anything. Still, he kisses me bruised. ππ π©πππ£π π¨ π‘π€π«π ππ¨ π¨πͺππππ§ππ£π π¨ππ π©πππ£π π¨ π¨ππ πππ¨ππ§π«ππ¨ ππ© BOOK ONE C O N T A I N S : β€οΈ sexual/mature content β€οΈ violence/abuse/trauma β€οΈ flawed characters (and development) Copyright Β© 2018-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. Β© All Rights Reserved
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