Tuesday Chaos
- Leituras 6
- Votos 3
- Capítulos 1
Strangers to friends to lovers ?
-Tuesdays are always a mess, but today felt different. I found a quiet corner at a café, ready to relax with my matcha. Everything was peaceful-until some guy decided to disturb my moment. Just as things were about to get awkward, someone unexpected stepped in. He wasn't like the others, and for some reason, I couldn't quite shake the feeling that this wasn't the last time our paths would cross. But with my phone buzzing and the clock ticking, I had no choice but to run back to reality. Still, I couldn't help but wonder... maybe there was more to this day than I thought.-
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Library Boy
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It Started in Spanish
Anthony stops at my bare shoulder and leans down to press a hot kiss onto the skin. "You can't say things like that.." He delivers another, this one to my collarbone and making my words grow weak, unconvincing ... even as they come from my own mouth. "We're supposed to be ... friends." Anthony is quiet at first, the only response I get being his free hand drifting over to cage my body into the small space between us. "I know .." He trails off. It goes dead silent for a second. "But I ... don't think that's enough for me, B." There's a sharp breath from me at the words and a flush of heat to my cheeks when Anthony pushes my hair over my shoulder. His actions expose me to him, showing off my bare shoulders in a way that's downright indecent as the straps pulled down now hang loosely off my arms. "I don't want .. to be just a friend to you." And then, there's another kiss to pair. Although it isn't a simple peck this time. It's an actual kiss now, slow and softly pressed onto my neck. Beatrix thought she'd never trust another guy again. After being burned, both physically and emotionally by her ex-boyfriend Rudy in her senior year of high school, Beatrix's trust in people is low. That is, until she transfers to the esteemed, private Highland University. It's a fresh start to give the girl what she wants most: A shot at normalcy. The plan is simple .. just keep her head down, study her ass off, try to become a functional person once again and hopefully make one friend or two. Everything was supposed to start over that year. She'd had high hopes of starting anew and faithfully prepared to blend in to the background. And the day goes well. Until she sits down in Spanish, where she meets Anthony Gamaro. After a slight misunderstanding, Beatrix finds herself in an odd friendship with the 20 year old football player. One that slowly helps her regain the confidence she'd long lost before.
Hues of Love
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Highschool Never Ends (Markiplier X Reader)
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the moon will always be better than the sun
enemies. "Did I not warn you about staying away from me today?" he says as he looks at my eyes. Deeply. My brain stops for a second. His hand is closed around my neck, his face is dangerously close to mine. And I'm breathing heavily. He sees whatever's wrong with me, and stays still for a second, a small smirk forming in his lips. Then, his eyes find my lips. What the hell is happening? My heartbeat fastens as I hold my breath. And his eyes find mine, again. He slowly leans in. His mouth traces my jawline and face. It doesn't touch me, but he's too close I feel his breath. I don't even realize that his hand has released my throat, and I could freely go if I wanted to. But I'm feeling way too many things at the same time. Why aren't you running, Jess? I then feel his lips on my jawline for a second; and I find my hands tugging into his hair, as I breathe a bit too heavily. He then lifts up his face, lips next to my ear. "So. Fucking. Easy." he mutters. © All the characters and the story is owned by me! Thank you.Concluída
Matcha Made in Heaven
Omar moved to Thistlebrae for peace, quiet, and meticulously brewed coffee. He did not move there to deal with a walking hurricane of red curls, dimples, and matcha-flavoured optimism setting up shop directly across the street. Em (short for Emeraude, yes really) has one goal: to open her dream matcha café in the cozy Scottish town she's just crash-landed in. She's all pastel menus and plant-based elixirs, until she meets the scowling man behind Grounded, a coffee shop that wears a "F*ck Matcha" sign like a personal vendetta. Their first meeting? Not great. Their second? Worse. Their third? A turf war. But as the café rivalry heats up, so does the tension between the grumpy barista and the matcha fairy across the road. And in Thistlebrae, small towns mean big gossip, and no such thing as keeping your feelings to yourself. P.S. This all began with a tiktok comment. I saw a tiktok about a coffee shop that actually had the "F*ck Matcha" sign behind the counter, and a "Respect the Beans" sign at the door. So my romcom addled brain made me write this comment - "Okay so somebody opens a matcha shop across the road. He hates her with a passion, but he also can't help but notice her passion for matcha. And how her curls perfectly frame her face. And the dimples she gets when she smiles. He keeps going over across the street to pick fights with her and establish bean superiority. Or so he tells himself. Enemies to lovers y'all, somebody write it." That comment got 28.2 thousand likes, and at least 50 people commented something along the lines of "You came up with it, you write it". And so here I am, writing it!
Beneath
His lips trail down my neck, sending shivers all over. "I love looking at you," he breathes, brushing the hair off my shoulders. "Will you let me?" My wild heart seeks his. "Yes." For a long moment, I just feel his gaze. Then, his hands. They skim down my spine as his lips find my throat. I lean back into his palms, my eyes closing. He kisses between my breasts, then across them, swirling his tongue and kissing, always kissing. He pulls my arms out to kiss them, all the way to my wrists...all the way back. He presses affection into my skin, injects trust into my veins. Then he eases me to my back and does it all over again. ******* An obscure tutoring opportunity brings Camila closer to three friends: Noah, Jed, and Fox. After hiding in the shadows for so long, Cam is coaxed to the light. STANDALONE NOVEL Copyright © 2024-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. © All Rights ReservedConcluída
Unbreakable Bond
"I LOVE YOU," I said, beaming as I knelt down. Her eyes widened in surprise, clearly caught off guard. "That's really sweet, but I don't feel the same way about you. You're a great friend, I'm sorry!" she replied, looking directly into my eyes, and it felt as if someone had popped my balloon of love with a pin of friendship. I stared at her in shock, my mouth opening to speak, but no words came out! I struggled to catch my breath and managed to force a smile as I said, "I understand; I won't pressure you to love me back. Thank you so much for everything you've done for me. I truly cherish every moment with you. But... could I please have a hug?" I wrapped my arms around her, a single tear escaping down my cheek, but thankfully she didn't notice. "Happy Birthday," I whispered as I pulled away, watching her leave me behind.Concluída
The Space in Between
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It was meant to be a simple evening. A short walk to a nearby restaurant. A disappointing blind date. A quick awkward dinner. Back home to my book. Gain peace from my meddling friends for a few months, before they'd try to set me up with someone again. If I'd only known how my life was about to change in a flash of light.
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