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Behind Our Scars

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[This story is for mature audiences] [16+] "You fucking piss me off." His lips are inches away from mine and those hazel eyes burn into mine sending shockwaves down my spine. 

"And I don't know why," The brunette boy's fingers trail up my thigh, lightly brushing over the rough scars that sit on my skin, while his free hand runs through my curls, pulling my head back to expose my neck. 

His face moves to the rim of my jaw and he just allows his breath to touch me, nothing else. 

"You're fucking beautiful, Londyn."

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Londyn Simpson; Van Gough Private University's golden girl. She has a natural eye for beauty, and beauty laced within her features, within her future. Her past on the other hand? Ugliness, pain, depression. 

A darkness she cannot seem to escape. 

Andrès Morgan. Rich, rude, brutal, and talented. If anyone had to say anything about that kid it was that he was a fighter. He fought his way through every single obstacle that comes his way. All but one. One he can't seem to get rid of, one that he can't forget. 

Well, how could he when bruises begin to surround his torso? 

They're two people no one would ever think would mix, not even themselves but when their drama inducing art teacher puts them together for a two month long project, nothing but pain is set in tow for the pair after a short spring break trip. 

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Anneliese || ✎ by pitifulkisses

As long as I have you. *Description still in progress.* Anneliese is a sweet, kind, empathetic, and outgoing young woman. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at. Xavier was the opposite. He preferred to sit alone and neglect any open conversation. It's strange he's taking a liking to someone so opposite of him, but once he's gotten a glimpse of her contagious smile he can't seem to get enough. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ *Warning* Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).

Something blossoming by DivineCinn

(UNEDITED) Him: And she had me then, tangled in her integrate web, I wanted to find out more about her, everything about her. Thaw the iced glaze over her eyes, melt to cold walls around her with my touch, my attention. Her: I could see the sunshine though the water like an oil painting. Breathtaking. I reached my arm up, as if to touch it, only to meet more water. I frowned. Staying there till my lungs burned, how easy would it be. To just stay here, at the bottom of this creek. Staring at the oil painted sun until my body finally gave up trying to find air. I would just drift away with the water. No one here. No one was around. How peaceful. How fitting to end my violent story with the soft ripples of this creek. -------------------------- Mature themes Both broken. Both with dark pasts. Can they overcome the demons together? None of the photos are mine. #3 bodyguard 2/8/2023

Beyond Trust by fadedreign

"You know nothing about me, absolutely nothing! Who are you to tell me what's best for me Joslyn?!" he yells. "So all the girls you sleep with, you think that's healthy? I'm looking out for you, I can see right past this bullshit facade!" "Then tell me" he begins to walk towards me until my back reaches the wall. "What do you see?" "I see.." He presses his forehead against mine while his hands stay balled up against the wall above me. "Say it Joslyn..please." "We shouldn't be in this position...you have to-" "Joslyn." he whispers. His voice is filled with something I can't quite place. "Someone might see us." I whisper. He lowers his head and places a gentle kiss on my lips but that soon becomes a hungrier, more demanding kiss that we've both needed. His arms wrap around my waist as he deepens the kiss. But this isn't right. This isn't the person I'm supposed to be going on a date with. In fact, the person that is supposed to be going out with me is standing right in front of us. "Joslyn?" ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ Joslyn Lozano is a 22-year old college student who's been through a lot in life. It shaped her to be a strong, independent woman who isn't afraid to tell things as it is. She refuses to let anyone belittle her. After a few parties, she meets people that will ultimately change her life forever. Mason. Ava. Tristan. Jace. Danny. Will she finally let someone in her heart or will fate tear them apart? Will her life change for the better or will her sad past repeat itself? Could she survive losing another person she loves? They say college is one of the craziest times of your life.. (There will be sexual scenes marked with *)

TAMARA | COMPLETED by TaniaDlamin

"Stop lying you don't care about me." I was about to cry. Fuck these bloody tears. "I need to go" I was about to go but he grabbed my arm. "DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME OR YOU'RE DEAD" he still didn't let me go. I shook my arm to break free but he had more strength than me. "Why are you angry at me right now Tamara? Are you angry I met you? Who am I? God? I freaking plan on who I'll meet and like each day? Is that it?" He was looking at me closely now making me face him. I could even feel his breath on my face..................... Love isn't something Tamara is used to. She doesn't know how to express it or even how to handle it. Her whole life she's been used to hate and hurt, the only emotions she knew how to express so well were anger and hate. Will meeting Darin, a rich cute college boy, worsen her or finally teach her how to love? Is she even the only one with issues? Find out when you read!!!!!

Can't Stay Away by AryannaRey

People say when you love something, it's hard to stay away no matter what; it could be a deadly disease and you still won't be able to stay away. From two different worlds but two sides of the same coin. It's almost like you're within reaching distance from them but yet you aren't allowed to touch them, embrace them, love them, have them. You could only admire them and dream of them. Ophelia Danvers comes from a rich and snobbish family. One that looks down on people even if their filthy rich like them. But she isn't like them at all. Non-judgmental and kind until pushed and not to mention that she's a hopeless romantic. Like every queen, they need to find their king but what if her king isn't the fortunate type? Trevor King, cold and stone hearted punk from other side of the tracks, is a student at Lakeford high. You could say he's a bad boy, delinquent, even lawless thug and that's true but there's more to him. Only his mother sees it. He isn't a player and shows no interest in dating; all girls are the same to him, that is until he meets Ophelia. Will he be able to keep his cold act up or will he finally be thawed? Warnings: Contains swearing, mentions of sex, mentions of verbal abuse and manipulation.

A Bad Boy's Worst Nightmare (Book 1) by shadowed_descent

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Understanding You *Completed* by Thewastelands

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She's DARK He's COLD by raniya_shah

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Deception (Urban Fiction) by beautifullychy

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His Sunshine | ✓ by pink_flamingo_09

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Anneliese || ✎

As long as I have you. Description still in progress. Anneliese is a sweet, kind, empathetic, and outgoing young woman. Often looking for new ways to meet friends, she wouldn't pass the opportunity to chat someone up. Even a stranger at the diner she works at. Xavier was the opposite. He preferred to sit alone and neglect any open conversation. It's strange he's taking a liking to someone so opposite of him, but once he's gotten a glimpse of her contagious smile he can't seem to get enough. ~ ❀ ~ I can't help but stare at her. Her face, lips, and smile, and her nose. Even her long, curled lashes. "Let's do a butterfly kiss!" She exclaims, pulling my face close suddenly. Kiss? My heart hammers in my chest, my breath hitching. Her small hands hold my face close to hers. It's not very forceful, I could pull away if I wanted to, but I let her have control. Her hands are warm and soft against my jaw. Getting closer, her eyes lashes flutter and I find myself holding my breath. She brushes her lashes to mine, her breath fanning against my lips. Subconsciously, I lean forward, wanting my lips to be on hers. June flutter her lashes, grazing her lashes to mine. Out of nowhere she bursts out in a fit of laughter. I flinch back. Butterfly kiss. That was not a fucking kiss. ~ ❀ ~ Warning Mature themes will be covered (language, actions, etc).