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MINE

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What if , you and I were meant to part ways, only so that we could find eachother again.All Rights Reserved

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harlow and vincent together was like fire. sometimes those fires can be lethal to a point they can no longer be put out - the only thing you can let it do is to destruct everything in its path. they were everything a relationship shouldn't have been. so toxic, violent and menacing yet, harlow was drawn to vincent like a moth to a flame. sooner or later, she would learn that their hearts were not meant to be. *** ❝ this is a ruination, it was never a love story ❞ lethal (adj) - sufficient to cause death ©saintdalaurent, 2020 [dark mature story]

"Don't touch me," Maja said pulling her arm away. Angelo shook his head. "Why can't you just admit you like me?" He asked her. "I don't." Maja pouted crossing her arms. "But you do. It's obvious." Maja scoffed looking away from him. "Whenever I'm near you tense. When I touch you get goosebumps and let's not forget the way you respond when I kiss you." He said taking a step closer to each point he made. Maja turned realized how close he had gotten. "Let's get one thing straight. This." She said gesturing between the two of them. "Is just for a grade. Nothing more." She said rolling her eyes. Angelo walked up to her pinning her against the wall. "Is that really how your feeling?" He asked as he pulled chin up to look at him. Angelo smirked when he saw her eyes widened as she looked down feeling him pressed against her.

I take a step closer to him, slowly dragging my finger up and down his chest, and stare up innocently at him. His stare is so intense, and as if he knew what I was trying to do, his eyes narrowed down at me. "You know...you smell nice," I start off, smiling and staring deep into his beautiful eyes that capture my gaze. His lips curl upwards, "Do I now?" I nod slowly, still smiling, and respond, "Yeah...But I smell something else too." One of his eyebrows lifts up, "Yeah? What is it?" I smirk, "I smell a little bit... of a prick too." His smile drops as he glares down at me. I remove my finger just as the bell rings, and I walk backwards, "Bye, see you later, Woods." I wink and turn around, walking away feeling victorious. ◇◇◇ A classic 2 childhood best friends story. When Akira had to leave, she left her childhood best friend, leaving him made him heartbroken and closed off. When Akira suddenly reappeared, she found out that he was the small town's golden boy. She then proceeded to change to a different school, so she never interacts with him again. But as fate would have it, he saved her from an ex. But as they shift through old memories and new emotions, people threaten to ruin their friendship turned relationship. 𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎?

Sometimes someone hurts you so bad, it stops hurting at all. Until something makes you feel again. And then it all comes back. ~~~~ Through Brooklyn's eyes, everyone hates her. She's broken and will always be. Being abused by her parents since she was five isn't helping either. Her mental health on top of that made it worse. Her mind is her biggest monster yet. ↓Trigger warnings↓ →abuse →eating disorder →self-harm →suicde →sexual assault/rape

"I am sorry. I thought it would lessen your headache without medicine. Too many medicines are dangerous, and you eat too many. I am sorry. Please don't hit me! I won't repeat it. I am sorry." Amira just spoke without waiting, closing her eyes. "You regret helping me out or helping me out while I was sober?" She looked at Ali shocked, whose stern gaze was at her face. "I... I do not re... regret!" She stammered, feeling uneasy. He took an envelope and passed it to her. "Sign it and give it to me. I will submit it." Amira looked shocked at him. ─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ─── A smile covered her lips while her heart was in a different situation. Another book reached its happily ever after. And then there's her, waiting for the phase of pain to end, where things start turning just right. 𝐀𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐟𝐳𝐚𝐥 - Not perfect but beautiful. An introvert book lover, surrounded by silence and pain in the name of humans. ─── ⋅ ∙ ∘ ☽ ༓ ☾ ∘ ⋅ ⋅ ─── You may shut your lips tight and smile to hide what your heart wants to say, but your eyes don't fail to convey your words! 𝐀𝐥𝐢 𝐀𝐤𝐡𝐭𝐚𝐫 - Forced into a marriage he did not desire. Perfection with bad habits, he should be avoiding. Being the youngest son, he's pampered a lot.

The Moments I Recall by DISTANTDREAMER21

He looks out beyond the edge and I can't seem to pull my eyes away from him. He smiles and speaks, but I can't hear anything he says. Even so, the buzzing seems to grow quieter and quieter till it's just silence all around myself and him. I watch his mouth move as inaudible words flow from it into the air, and his hands open as he gestures while he speaks. I watch as he looks turns to look at me to be sure I am following along, and then his eyes just wait on me and his mouth stops moving. I watch him mouth my name and tilt his head to read me. There's nothing I can tell him. Nothing that wont change things, but if I keep this going things will change. "Xylia," He mouths again. ******************************************** Xylia doesn't remember any of it, she lived through it all and yet she can't remember. She must watch herself relive every choice and every mistake she had the first time to find herself again. It is the only way to save him from herself. All she knows is: This is a past life among hundreds of billions. Summer Camp changed everything. Her friends are dying and she doesn't remember how to save them. All that you see is her fault. **************************************** *:･。PART ONE - CAMP ORIGINS ★CH1-8★ *:･。PART TWO - BLACKBURROW HIGH ★CH9-19★ *:･。PART THREE - THE HOWS OF US ALL ★CH20-26★ *:･LAST PAGE ★CHARACTER AESTHETICS REVEAL★ COVER CREATED BY ★ @meha-k ★ *:･。 *TW* FLASHING IMAGES/ VERY MATURE THEMES/MILDLY SCARY SCENES

Astrid chose her words carefully before continuing her beeline of whispers. " It's... hard to accept the way I feel fo' you... " Slender fingers spoke their farewells and parted well as they descended farther past Sedna's lower back. The way Astrid moved her hand ignited a strong flame within Sedna, the gentle and teasingly slow movements were obviously a thought-out plan. " May I? " --------------------- This book follows a young woman, Sedna, on her journey through conflicting first love and the changes of her life through meeting new people. It tells the intense love story between her and Astrid who struggled to find each other and once they did, they continued to push on.

Now, Then and Inbetween by preparefortheworsst

"Can you stop being so mean? It's hurting my feelings," he said, holding his heart. I chuckled. "I thought you didn't have feelings." "For you I absolutely do." I rolled my eyes. "Shut up and dry these plates, dumbass." "Yes, ma'm," he smiled. 🖤🖤🖤 Ruth is the age of ten when a scruffy and neglected orphan boy suddenly shows up on her doorstep. Her first reaction is one of enchantment, heart-flutters and butterflies. Six years later and that same orphan boy is now the bane of her existence, the object of all her annoyances and a seventeen-year-old boy that just so happens to have the physique and looks of a full grown man. From crush to enemy, from children to young-adults. What will happen when they're forced to spend more and more time together? Will hate turn to love? Or was it never even hate in the first place? *ONGOING*

In a world where darkness and light entwine, Josephine's Journey begins. With each step, she enravels secrects, confronts her destiny, and confronts the true meaning of beauty, power and the darkness that lies within. Dive into the a tale of self-discovery, magic and the unlickiest of loves. ___________________ As I stood beside Rigel in the moonlit garden, I felt the air thicken with tension. His gaze burned into mine, and I sensed the struggle within him to maintain control. His eyes, like dark pools, drew me in, and I felt myself drowning in their depths. My breath caught as his gaze lingered on my face, and I knew he was fighting the urge to reach for me. My own desire rose to meet his, and for a moment, we simply stood there, our hearts pounding in unison. Then, with a visible effort, he tore his eyes away, his voice low and husky as he spoke. "We should go inside." The words were a thin veil over the raw passion that threatened to consume us both. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I realized how close we were to surrendering to our desires.

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harlow and vincent together was like fire. sometimes those fires can be lethal to a point they can no longer be put out - the only thing you can let it do is to destruct everything in its path. they were everything a relationship shouldn't have been. so toxic, violent and menacing yet, harlow was drawn to vincent like a moth to a flame. sooner or later, she would learn that their hearts were not meant to be. *** ❝ this is a ruination, it was never a love story ❞ lethal (adj) - sufficient to cause death ©saintdalaurent, 2020 [dark mature story]

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