Esély

Esély

  • WpView
    Reads 33
  • WpVote
    Votes 5
  • WpPart
    Parts 5
WpMetadataReadOngoing28m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, May 5, 2024
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
Lalya egy fiatal 19 éves lány, aki sok férfi gondolatában jár nap, mint nap. Azonban az ő fejében csak egy dolog jár; a munka. Emiatt nem fordít elég időt a magánéletére s igencsak egyedül találja magát egy nap. Amíg aztán néhány barátnőjével egy iszogatás keretein belül találkozik régi társaságával, ahol feltűnik neki az, hogy Matt az elmúlt évek alatt, igencsak megváltozott. Jó irányba? Talán rosszba? Ő maga is ennek nyomába ered, hogy kiderítse. 2024.04.29. Olvass bele, ígérem nem bánod meg!:) írja - K. Rebbeca
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • My Enemy, My Professor
  • MARRIEDLY UNMARRIED
  • Word Of Action!✔️
  • IT WAS MEANT TO BE HIM
  • Fallen for a Star 🌟
  • The Way Love Changes You; Book One: Love's Firsts
  • Mother To My Sister
  • Committed to You

"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines