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𝐔𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 [𝟏𝟖+]
"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫." [Slow update] They say love feels like sunlight after winter. But no one warns you - sometimes, it burns. Sometimes, it scars. I never asked for obsession, for manipulation, or for love that feels like poison. He came like wildfire - raw, relentless, unapologetic. My first. My beautiful mistake. He was dangerous in the most beautiful way. Gentle with me, brutal with the world. Every moment with him was comfort laced with chaos. His love? Honey laced with venom - sweet, addicting, and lethal. He didn't cross lines. He erased them. In his madness, I mistook devotion. In cruelty, I saw protection. How do you run from someone who'd bleed to keep you breathing? He saw the cracks no one else noticed. Whispered promises in the dark. And a part of me clung to them. In his arms, the world ceased to exist. But the next storm didn't come with fire. It came in silence. He arrived like a shadow - watching, waiting, suffocating. He didn't touch me - not yet. But I felt him, like smoke in my lungs. He studied me. Then he moved. And when he did, everything changed. He didn't want to love me. He wanted to rewrite me. His silence screamed louder than words. He wanted me to destroy myself for him. Now, I'm torn between two kinds of insanity: One who would ruin the world to protect me. Another who would ruin me to make me his world. And I can't tell the difference anymore. They circle me like wolves, each calling it love. But love was never meant to feel like this. Was it? I used to believe love was a gift. Now I know - it's a gamble. A bloody one. And in this game of obsession and betrayal, I'm no longer sure who the real villain is. Because when both players would kill you for love... What does that make you?
Teenage Fever // Dd Osama
"you act as if I don't have feelings for you." "cause you never said anything bout it.Complete
𝐆𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝐊𝐞𝐲 𝐆𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤
𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔, 𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒔...Complete
Kisses Didn't Cure Me
*She spent her whole life searching for something that didn't exist - not in her family, not in the boys who swore they loved her, and definitely not in the mirror. Alone in a world that never made space for her softness, she gave up on love altogether. Until him. A man who didn't rush her healing, didn't flinch at her scars, and didn't leave when she tried to push him away. But love, for her, has never been gentle. And kisses? They never cured her before... so why would this be any different? "Kisses Didn't Cure Me" is a story about heartbreak, trauma, solitude, and the slow, dangerous art of learning to trust again.*Complete
Unexpectedly Yours (*COMPLETED*)
I wasn't looking for a relationship when you came my way but who was I to stop my attraction when it runs this deep for you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My first overall storyComplete
𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔪𝔢
it ain't every day that i get in my feelings this way. i knew it was rare because, before you, i never did care don't know what I would do if i had to go on without you trigger warning: age gap relationshipComplete
ʟᴇɢᴀᴄʏ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴋɪɴɢꜱᴛᴏɴ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴀʟ ᴡᴇᴀʀ ᴅᴇꜱɪɢɴᴇʀ ʜᴇᴇʟꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛꜱ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀɴ ʀᴜᴍ, ꜱᴀʀɪʏᴀ ꜱᴛʀɪᴘꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜱᴀᴠᴇᴅ. ᴛᴏʀɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʀɪᴄᴋʏ ʜᴇʀ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀʙʏꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀꜱᴛ ʙʀᴜɪꜱᴇ... ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴋɪᴘᴘᴀ ᴅᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴍᴀɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴍᴏʙᴀʏ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴇᴇꜱ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʟʟꜱ. ꜱᴋɪᴘᴘᴀ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴀʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ɪꜱ ᴘᴀɪɴ, ᴄᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɢᴏᴏᴅ? ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʟᴏʏᴀʟᴛʏ ɢᴇᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴡᴀʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.
Mi No Want Har!!! (On Hold)
⚠️NOT EVERYONE IS GOING TO LIKE THE BOOK .THEY ARE GOING TO FIND FAULT ,AND I AGREE BECAUSE ITS MY FIRST TIME WRITING BUT Y'ALL DON'T HAVE TO READ THE BOOK. IF ITS NOT GIVING "YOU" THEN JUST FIND ANOTHER ONE.....SIMPLE BECAUSE IF Y'ALL ARE GOING TO BE DISRESPECTFUL TO ME I'M GOING TO BE DISRESPECTFUL TO Y'ALL AS WELL....
TAINTED
I'm not just your typical Jamaican /American. This is my world. Y'all just live in it. "I'm not sure if you see me, but I like you and that's a must. I've never been told NO twice in my life."
Imposibility of You and Me
a girl who fall in love with a guy unexpectedly, a guy who will never be in her arms, at first she thought that it is just a crush but as time goes by, it became love and she didn't expect it. A time comes when she wanted to move-on from him but she can't. Is she gonna let her feelings to stay? Or she will do anything just forget him?Complete
"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐫." [Slow update] They say love feels like sunlight after winter. But no one warns you - sometimes, it burns. Sometimes, it scars. I never asked for obsession, for manipulation, or for love that feels like poison. He came like wildfire - raw, relentless, unapologetic. My first. My beautiful mistake. He was dangerous in the most beautiful way. Gentle with me, brutal with the world. Every moment with him was comfort laced with chaos. His love? Honey laced with venom - sweet, addicting, and lethal. He didn't cross lines. He erased them. In his madness, I mistook devotion. In cruelty, I saw protection. How do you run from someone who'd bleed to keep you breathing? He saw the cracks no one else noticed. Whispered promises in the dark. And a part of me clung to them. In his arms, the world ceased to exist. But the next storm didn't come with fire. It came in silence. He arrived like a shadow - watching, waiting, suffocating. He didn't touch me - not yet. But I felt him, like smoke in my lungs. He studied me. Then he moved. And when he did, everything changed. He didn't want to love me. He wanted to rewrite me. His silence screamed louder than words. He wanted me to destroy myself for him. Now, I'm torn between two kinds of insanity: One who would ruin the world to protect me. Another who would ruin me to make me his world. And I can't tell the difference anymore. They circle me like wolves, each calling it love. But love was never meant to feel like this. Was it? I used to believe love was a gift. Now I know - it's a gamble. A bloody one. And in this game of obsession and betrayal, I'm no longer sure who the real villain is. Because when both players would kill you for love... What does that make you?
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