Amidst the Roar
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"Why the heck are you staring me like that?"
"Staring like... what?"
"Like you're about to tear off my clothes and..."
"And?"
"And fuck me I guess, attorney."
"And what if I do?"
Brilynna Charlotte Forcadilla never imagined that her innocent, contented crush feelings on this man would develop into something more.
Mula sa mababaw na paghanga ay lumalim ito sa isang pag-ibig. Pero hindi siya nalunod, hindi siya hinayaang malunod ni Rafael. Sa paglangoy niya sa umaalon na nararamdaman sa binata ay sinabayan at inalalayan siya nito.
And just like others- storm washed their love. Storm of waves washed the love they had for each other and left with no choice to leave what they have behind.
And when the waves calm down, they will try to start whatever feelings they left behind.
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I can feel his blue-gray eyes digging into the side of my head. I wipe my sweaty palms on my dress and turn my vision away from the moonlight reflecting onto the ocean off of this balcony. Sure enough, he is looking right at me, an intense look in his eye. My mouth feels full of cotton. How can this man make me feel this way after eight years of not seeing him? Nobody else has ever made me feel like this before, except for him. "W-why are you looking at me like that?" I whisper. I'm expecting him to ask me, 'looking at you like what, Darling?' But he doesn't, and something tells me that he knows exactly what I am talking about. "Because, you are just so...prepossessing, Darling." He whispers, and his voice sends a chill down my spine. I shiver. I swallow loudly and drop my gaze to my lap, my hands shaking slightly. What does prepossessing even mean? "Am I making you uncomfortable?" He murmurs. "U-um no." I shale my head slowly. He stands up abruptly, causing me to look at him. His body towers over me, his eyes searching my face for something that I'm not quite sure of, and then he holds out his right hand. "Will you dance with me?" ______ Casey Baines has had a difficult life, but unfortunately it's a life that fifty percent of American's endure. With her parents getting divorced when she was fifteen, she was ripped away from everything she knew. After her father getting custody of her in the divorce, she moves to Florida with him, leaving the boy she has loved since she was old enough to hold her head up, and everything else behind. Her mother, her hometown, her school, her friends, her childhood home...and Tyler Griffith. Eight years later, her mother is getting remarried. Twenty three years old now, she attends a wedding, seeing her Mom for the first time in eight years. When she locks eyes with a very familiar boy from across the reception, she swears the all of the dancing couples disappear around her. It's Tyler Griffith.Concluída
Falling and Breaking
DRAMA. MYSTERY. ROMANCE She became his desires. His need. His only possession. And his lethal obsession. And his obsession become a biggest curse in her life. **** Her denial infuriated him more, his blood boiled in anger. Grabbing her chin up, he made her look at him. Her terrified orbs clashed with his deadly charcoal eyes. ''Please.'' She said clasping her hands around his which was holding her chin. She pleaded him with her teary eyes while his blazing gaze never shifted from her. "You think, your sorry can make everything better like before? Your sorry can't save you from me. Trust me, you can't even imagine what I can do to you. So you should keep your mouth shut and come with me home quietly." He warned and threatened her. And she shakes in fear and helplessness. She just wanted to run away from here and hide somewhere. She doesn't know the man who was standing in front of her right now. He was hurting her, scaring her and behaving like a monster. The man she knows he was different. Hell different from him, his hold was perfect for her fragile body, his voice which was heaven peace for her and his touch which was gentle unlike this. "No... no. I don't want to go anywhere with you... I don't want to be with you anymore." She move her head hysterically and tried to free herself but instead, she get more pain when he tightened his hold on her and dig his fingers on her waist. "You are scaring me," she confessed meekly crying and her breath get uneven. "Oh! Sweetheart, I didn't do anything yet and you are already scared of me? Then what will you do when I'll punish you for your betrayal?" The threat hidden in his words causes a shiver down her spine and she feels intimidated. "Just come with me or you will see the worst side of me. " He stated simply. The rage and fury in his eyes made her body start trembling ferociously. *** GENRE : DARK ROMANCE Cover by : @authorzysha ***
𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞 || 18+
𓆩♡𓆪 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟒 𝐨𝐟 "𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞" 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 ✧ 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 ✧ 𓆩✦𓆪 ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʟᴏɴᴇ 𓆩✦𓆪 ━━━━━━━━━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━━━━━━━━ 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕... One was forbidden by rules. The other was forbidden by fate. 𝒀𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚. 𝑹𝒐𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝑺𝒉𝒆𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒕 - the cold, untouchable professor whose past turned him into stone. A man feared by many, felt by none. 𝑨𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒂 - the quiet dancer who hid storms beneath grace, and loved a man who never saw her... until she stopped looking back. He was duty. She was desire. He taught discipline. She lived through chaos. He crushed her love. She buried it... along with her innocence. But fate has a cruel sense of humour - Because just when she begins to forget him... He decides he can't forget her. ❝ 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞. ❞ Now, he wants her. Not with love. But with an obsession that burns like sin. 𝑹𝒐𝒉𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝑨𝒅𝒊𝒓𝒂... 𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓. A tale of silence and scars, of a girl who loved too deeply, and a man who felt too late. 𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 (🔞) This book contains mature content intended for readers aged 18
He's Trouble I'm Worse - Universe I
Some stories begin with fate. This one began with a mistake. She walked into his world like she didn't belong there too loud, too alive, too unafraid of a man everyone else learned to fear. He should've ignored her. He didn't. And that was the first crack. What starts as curiosity turns into something far more dangerous late-night conversations that linger too long, glances that say too much, silences that feel heavier than truth. Because Ruan Zeyu doesn't fall. He calculates. He controls. He survives. Until her. Aira Vale isn't soft. She doesn't tiptoe around broken men or bow to power dressed in suits. She challenges. She provokes. She stays even when every warning tells her to walk away. But some pasts don't stay buried. They return not to be remembered, but to finish what they started. And when secrets begin to surface, when trust starts to fracture, when love becomes something sharp enough to bleed the question isn't who will win. It's who will survive what they uncover. Because this isn't a gentle love story. It's quiet tension. It's control slipping, inch by inch. It's two people standing in the middle of a storm pretending they won't burn. ─────────────────────────── ✧ What You'll Find Inside ✧ • Slow-burn tension that tightens before it breaks • Power dynamics that shift without warning • A heroine who doesn't chase she challenges • A man who doesn't fall he unravels • Secrets layered deep enough to change everything • And a story where not every truth is what it seems ─────────────────────────── If you like stories where the silence speaks louder than confessions, where love feels like a risk instead of a promise, and where every chapter leaves something unsaid then step in. But don't expect it to be easy. ─────────────────────────── Stay loud. Stay present
The First One
When Shanaya looked to her side, she saw two hands in front of her eyes. She looked up and saw Mihir and Kunal both standing in front of her, staring intensely. Shanaya hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly reached out to grab Kunal's hand. But before she could, she felt a large, warm palm wrap around hers. She looked up and saw Mihir already staring at her. His eyes dark and intense, jaw clenched. There was something else flickering in his gaze too, something unreadable quickly masked by him, but not before she noticed it. Startled, Shanaya gasped when Mihir suddenly pulled her closer with a swift, firm motion. Then, without breaking eye contact, he turned to Akash and said, "Watch. You have to grab her hand from the top like this, and then go around her like this while twirling her." Though Mihir was speaking to Akash, his eyes never left her. Shanaya couldn't handle the intensity in his gaze. She lowered her eyes, trying to steady herself. Something was burning inside her, her heart was doing somersaults. "Eyes on me." Mihir said, his voice husky and low. The moment Shanaya looked up at him with wide, startled eyes, she felt a current run down her spine. A wave of heat crept up her cheeks. Snapping out of her daze, she glanced around the room nervously, then quickly dropped her gaze again. "I said eyes on me, Shanaya," Mihir repeated, a little louder this time. Realizing how it must've sounded, he quickly covered it up by adding, "Look, Akash, this is important. You have to maintain eye contact with your partner. It's essential in salsa." ____________________________________________ What will happen when their worlds will collide? Will they end up together? Will they be able to confess their feelings?
My classmate is a demon...
------------- "Why're you staring at me?" I ask teasingly. I hear him letting out a breath, of embarrassment or guilt I don't know. "I may have unintentionally hurt you, on several occasions. I may have done the wrong thing more than once. But despite all of that I still like you, hell if I know I might love you. I've never felt the way I feel about you for anyone else before. I can't stop thinking about you. Your laugh, your smile, your voice. How you manage to pull a joke at a time like this, to how peaceful, and beautiful you look when you're sleeping." I smile. "You okay? Did you hit your head or somethin'?" I tease. "Shut up." ------------------------- Olivia, a 16-year-old girl with a tragic past. Her sister was kidnapped and brutally killed, her father comes up with the brilliant idea of moving. As she's getting settled in school, she meets this mysterious boy, and before she knows it she is dragged into hell. Literally. Figuring out that the kidnapper is connected to the murder of her sister, might be her downfall. Especially when she finds out her big family secret, and the terrifying fact that her classmate, is in fact, a demon. How will she deal with the new turn of events and how her life has been turned completely upside down. Especially when she was convinced that she would only focus on school, something that is now so far down on her list of important things to worry about, that she barely even remembers to show up to class. Started: March 4th, 2021 Finished: September 24th, 2021 Started editing:--- Finished editing: ---Concluída
𝐁𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐇 : 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐫
The night was ruthless, the wind howling as if mourning her pain. She stood at the edge of the bridge, eyes closed, ready to let go. But before she could jump, a strong hands yanked her back with force. She gasped, colliding against a stranger's chest, his grip firm, almost desperate. "What the hell are you doing?" His voice was rough, laced with anger, fear, and something else-something she couldn't name. She looked up, meeting his eyes that burned with intensity. He had never seen her before, yet he was drowning in her ocean-blue gaze, reading every scar, every betrayal, every reason she had to jump. His jaw clenched. "I won't let you do this," he muttered, his breath unsteady. "Not when someone out there is meant to find you.....even if it's a stranger like me." His fingers trembled as they held onto her, unwilling to let go. She blinked, surprised. No one had ever held her like that-like she was something precious, something worth saving. Will she ever get the love, she's willing to get? Will he be able to make her his,gave her that love she crave? Will she ever let someone claim her the way she couldn't imagine? Will he able to break the wall she has made around her heart? So many questions,want answer? Then you have to dive in to the journey of Vedant and abhigya.
Seatmate Ko ang Red Flag
Alam mo 'yung feeling na chill lang dapat ang school life mo pero bigla kang inistorbo ng tadhana? Yung tipong tahimik kang nabubuhay sa mundo mo, okay ka na sa simpleng buhay, okay na sa notebook mo at mga cute mong pens-tapos biglang may dumating. May dumating na ang lakas maka-pause ng playlist mo, ang lakas magpatigil ng mundo mo, pero alam mong red flag. As in... walking red flag. Siya 'yung tipo ng lalaking kahit hindi mo gustong tingnan, napapatingin ka. Yung kahit ayaw mong kiligin, kinikilig ka. Ang masama, seatmate ko pa siya. Paano kung 'yung taong iniwasan mo noon... siya pa palang magiging dahilan ng gulo ng puso mo? DO NOT COPY MY WORK!Concluída
A Beauty That Doesn't Exist
"Ano ang ganda?" The question that is so easy to answer. There is no wrong answers here, it's based in your opinion. Medelyn Maldante, a beautiful girl with a soft-kind heart. She looks beautiful, stunning as hell. A helpful, a bit shy, and friendly. But she thinks she's opposite of it. Friendly, pero wala syang friends, not a single one. Her father beats her, sinasabihan ng 'walang kwenta' at ikinahihiya. That's why she thinks she the opposite of it. Until one day, the named Rihito Tanase help her. A very rude boy and very famous for his cold stare. He helped her, helped her to make friends with others. And it works. Her personality changes bits by bits of every day. Thanks to Rihito. But, Medelyn fell hard. So hard, but confused for Rihito's sudden changed of attitude. What's going to happened for the two? Is there something going to come out, a good one? Or a bad one? A Collaboration with kayeng lala.Concluída
Sa Likod Ng madilim Na Ulap
Ito ay kwento ng buhay, pag ibig, pag asa, pangarap at tagumpay. Isang nilalang na nakaranas ng matinding kahirapan, kamalasan,kalungkutan at kasawian. Ngunit sa kabila ng lahat hindi siya sumuko sa halip ay nagpatuloy siyang lumaban, bumangon at nanalangin. Hindi biro ang mga pinagdadaanan niya, ngunit hindi rin biro ang mararating niya dahil hindi siya bumitaw sa mga pangarap niya. Ilang beses man siyang nadapa dahil sa mapagbiro at mapaglaro na tadhana. Ngunit hindi pa rin siya tumigil hangga't nakarating siya sa kanyang destinasyon.Totoo nga na kahit gaano man kadilim ang ulap mahahawi din at sa likod ng madilim na ulap na yon ay may nakatagong liwanag. At ang liwanag na yon ang siyang maging gabay mo patungo sa tagumpay!
I can feel his blue-gray eyes digging into the side of my head. I wipe my sweaty palms on my dress and turn my vision away from the moonlight reflecting onto the ocean off of this balcony. Sure enough, he is looking right at me, an intense look in his eye. My mouth feels full of cotton. How can this man make me feel this way after eight years of not seeing him? Nobody else has ever made me feel like this before, except for him. "W-why are you looking at me like that?" I whisper. I'm expecting him to ask me, 'looking at you like what, Darling?' But he doesn't, and something tells me that he knows exactly what I am talking about. "Because, you are just so...prepossessing, Darling." He whispers, and his voice sends a chill down my spine. I shiver. I swallow loudly and drop my gaze to my lap, my hands shaking slightly. What does prepossessing even mean? "Am I making you uncomfortable?" He murmurs. "U-um no." I shale my head slowly. He stands up abruptly, causing me to look at him. His body towers over me, his eyes searching my face for something that I'm not quite sure of, and then he holds out his right hand. "Will you dance with me?" ______ Casey Baines has had a difficult life, but unfortunately it's a life that fifty percent of American's endure. With her parents getting divorced when she was fifteen, she was ripped away from everything she knew. After her father getting custody of her in the divorce, she moves to Florida with him, leaving the boy she has loved since she was old enough to hold her head up, and everything else behind. Her mother, her hometown, her school, her friends, her childhood home...and Tyler Griffith. Eight years later, her mother is getting remarried. Twenty three years old now, she attends a wedding, seeing her Mom for the first time in eight years. When she locks eyes with a very familiar boy from across the reception, she swears the all of the dancing couples disappear around her. It's Tyler Griffith.
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