The Beautiful Gift:

Is it possible to love when you've never truly been loved? How do you recognize a feeling you've never known? When the very person who was supposed to love you first became the source of your pain, how do you tell the difference between love and hate? What happens when two broken souls cross paths - each carrying their own scars, their own secrets, and their own idea of survival? Do hurt people always hurt others... or can two damaged hearts somehow make each other whole? Follow Olivia-Kai and Gunna as they navigate the thin line between love, pain, and redemption - trying to learn if love can heal what life once shattered.

Perfect life ruined... by one mistake.... or was it?

Mistake: An act or judgement that is wrong or misguided Perfect: Having all the required or desirable elements, qualities, or characteristics ** Good: To be desired or approved of Bad: Not such as to be hoped for desired "But darling, don't opposites attract?"

this started one day when you got added by a mistake on a wrong conversation with people you don't know. But who would think than you will find love and people who really understand you... people who doesn't even know you and people you don't even know...yet.

Love. It was infuriating yet strangely addicting. It swirls in unknown waters, testing its limits before striking. The sensation of its claws digging into your flesh was all it took for it to become entranced. And then everything collapsed. Everything began to untangle. Everything slowly crumbled to ground. Everything began to fall apart. And you found yourself in the centre of it all, your hands cradling your heart as tears trickled down your cheeks, the salty liquid creating a dark patch on your jeans as it hit the soft fabric. You're vulnerable. You're scared. You're hurt. You're broken. But when you finally have the courage, to wipe away an trace of a broken heart. When you finally lift yourself from the dark pit you had created. When you finally patch together the remnants of your shattered soul. When you finally close your eyes. When you forget. When you become invincible. When you finally heal. It all comes back. Everything. Like an arrow that had been shot in your back, your eyes widening from the unforeseen attack. That's what happens. Because love is dirty. Love was the ugly, ever changing shadow that would snarl at you, jeering at your pitiful state. But then it was also the beautiful stroke of the paintbrush, as the brush winded across the canvas, the colours flourishing into life. Love was a demon, yet also an angel in disguise. That was love. _____________________________________ [ WARNING ⚠ : I wrote this as an inexperienced pre-pubescent so prepare for a cringefest. So before you call me out, think about the kid you're swearing at :) ] COVER BY SAMUELSTORMBRINGER [ COMPLETED ] HIGHEST RANKS: #31 in romance 09.11.17 #1 in heartbreak 17.12.18 #1 in friendzoned 21.05.18 #1 in ex-husband 21.05.18 #1 in marriage 30.03.19

Changes devour aggressively.

Hi

There will be a few mistakes so please forgive me about that but for now enjoy the imagine

Reaper x Error Live your life to its fulliest . Death is around the corner. Choose to live and you'll be granted freedom. A small gift is something to remember you by. Your love ones will remember their happiest times and sadiest times about you. DONT hurt those you are with, live with them and hold each other tight for you are their glue to life. Memories are gifts treasure them Someone Love you♡