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Thunder storm left behind

Leituras 655
Votos 43
Capítulos 23
Tempo 2h 58m

Leituras 655
Votos 43
Capítulos 23
Tempo 2h 58m

Niles was the typical bad boy who could get any girl he wanted, but never seemed to have true feelings for them. Until Tess makes his heart beat louder than the roar of thunder . Tess was distant from everyone..from herself. Her walls she put up protecting her from ever getting hurt again. No one understood her and she didnt want anyone to.Until niles hit her like lighting. Until he understands. Afraid of what they feel. They have to juggle what their mind says and what their heart says. Him secretly longing her. Her secretly longing him. With a strike of lighting making them come together. Its the crack of the thunder that could tear them apart.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Rescue Me, de novelsbyeb

- my works #1 - Being a bad-ass isn't all what it's cracked up to be. Is it all worth losing your family? Your mother? Your friends? Probably not. But what Bahja didn't know that one boy could cause all of this. She didn't know that Kaleb was as bad as her friend; Bre was making him out to be. She never listened. Until she actually experienced it. She couldn't escape. She lost everything and she had no where to go. So she stayed and tolerated the abuse, rape, and constant disrespect. Because deep down, she still sort of loved him. And she thought he felt the same way. But he didn't. He never did. She never thought she'd be able to escape the madness, she never thought she'd get out. Until someone comes in for a rescue. A handsome, average height guy meets Bahja, and can immediately tell something's wrong with her. He fell in love with Bahja. Her courage, her courtesy, and most of all her beauty. He loves her, and he'll do his best to rescue her. And to get her to let him inside and help her.

After Everything, de sadiatamy

Prologue: Before the storm, there was softness. There was laughter in quiet cafes, late-night calls that turned into early mornings, hands tangled in each other like roots learning how to hold. There was a boy who made me feel seen, and a girl who still believed that love-real love-could be enough. We weren't perfect, but we were in love. The kind of love that feels handwritten by the universe. The kind of love you bet everything on, even when the odds start to shift. But the thing about love is that it doesn't unravel all at once. It frays. Quietly. Softly. One skipped detail. One unanswered question. One moment of doubt that grows roots while you're still convincing yourself everything's fine. This is a story about that unraveling. About the ache of being almost chosen. About trust that cracked before it broke. But it's also a story about resilience. About finding your voice in the silence. About choosing love-not just in someone else, but in yourself. Because sometimes the greatest love stories aren't the ones that come easy. They're the ones you fight for, walk away from, and learn to return to with open eyes. This is not just a love story. It's a reckoning. A healing. A reminder that sometimes, even in the aftermath, love still finds a way back. And this time, it's real.

Good Karma , de princessbri

A tale as old as time..A whole new world.. Have courage and be kind..🥀🔔🫖 "Fuck you..." Her words spat. "Is that a challenge? One night with me, and you won't even think of going back to your husband. Deep down, I know that I'm the man you truly long to stand beside. You deserve someone who recognizes your light in the darkness, someone who encourages you to shine even brighter. Your fears will dissipate as your enemies fade into oblivion. Your life will blossom with the joy and beauty you so effortlessly bring to others. Your warmth is a treasure for all who bask in your presence. Comfort is all well and good, but it means nothing without happiness. After everything we've endured, here we stand together. I might not be the one you want, but I'm undoubtedly the one you need. When you're ready to acknowledge that to yourself, I'll be waiting... Yo a vos te adoro. (I adore you)." I watch as she fidgets, processing my words; I sense she understands me too well. She always squirmed or fidgeted whenever I was right- an instinct I've honed in our time together. "I am not a prize to be won or a damsel in distress. I don't need saving from you, nor do I need you to chart my future." "I don't wish to dictate your path; I just want to be part of it. Aren't you exhausted from playing the role everyone expects? Don't you want to be free to pursue happiness for once?" ----- Once, our love was a deep and passionate one that burned deeply within our hearts until I was forced to break her heart or witness her death..but that was five years ago.. Now, she's married to one of the most successful men in the country. Such a shame he's not the most powerful.. Battling my demons and bringing her into my darkness is dangerous for us both..I just hope the karma that we receive is good..

Brutally yours , de Inkiijita

To the quiet girls with stormy hearts. To the boys who feel too much but show too little. To those who were never chosen first - but loved like they were the last. This story is for the unseen, the unheard, the untamed. For every soul who thought they were "too soft" for this world - and found someone who didn't just see their softness, but protected it with fire. For anyone who still believes that love isn't always gentle - but when it's real, it is brutally honest, brutally fierce, and brutally yours. And most of all - To the one who dreams loud in silence: This is your story. You just haven't lived it yet.

Almost, Always 🍁🥀, de _velvetverse_

"Almost, Always" 🍁🌹 Some people enter your life like whispers...soft, sudden, and gone before you can hold on. She didn't expect to see him again. Not after years, not like this. Not when she had finally learned how to forget the boy who never truly left her mind. But fate isn't loud..it's quiet, casual... cruel. In a classroom filled with noise, their glances screamed stories. A slow-burn connection, unsaid words, and almosts that could've been everything. This is not a fairytale. This is a memory rewritten..with the ending she deserved.

Father Cole, de RunReikelRun

Destiny Moore was known to be a trouble maker. She had a bad reputation and planned on keeping it that way. When the new, hot Father comes to town, she can't help but feel the need to get him to fall. She soon realizes that she is getting into something more than she can handle. Father Cole moved to another town to get away from all the chaos that had happened. Comming to this new place would help him have a clean start, but the very first time he sees Destiny Moore, he can't help but feel an attraction towards her. But it's not a normal attraction, it's more than that. He is sexually attracted to her and can't help it. When they start seeing more of each other outside of church, he sees throug her bad-ass barriers and soon falls in too deep. But when an incident happens that makes it harder for Cole to stay away from Desitny happens, will he be able to face the truth and leave the church? Or will he leave her?

THE BOOK OF FORGOTTEN DELIBERATELY, de divyanshi_muzhiyao

"Some truths don't set you free. They set you on fire." They told me not to open that book. They warned me with stories-old, crusty ones-about madness, about secrets best left untouched. They said the library's far wing was cursed. That the books in that section didn't whisper wisdom-they screamed. But curiosity has a strange way of settling into your bones, especially when you've lived your entire life inside walls built from someone else's truths. My name? It doesn't matter-not yet. This story isn't about names. It's about what was forgotten deliberately. And how I found it. I wasn't born a rebel. I didn't want to challenge kingdoms or rewrite history. I just wanted to understand who I was, why I felt out of place, and what those strange dreams meant. The ones with burning skies and voices calling me by a name no one else knew. This isn't a tale of heroes and villains. It's messier than that. It's about a girl who found a truth so big, it didn't fit into her world. And maybe-just maybe-it won't fit into yours either. But I'll tell it anyway. Because stories like this-whispers like these-were never meant to stay silent. Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), events, or locales is purely coincidental. The stories in this book are designed to entertain, provoke thought, and explore a range of emotions and themes. They do not intend to offend or represent any belief system, historical accuracy, or cultural narrative in a literal way. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without the prior written permission of the author.

The Same Heart, de tales_of_echo

This isn't about forgetting. It's about choosing love again. With the same heart, that once loved another.

LIZA: A Broken Became The Blade, de Sangeylhamo22

This is not just a story. It's a journey into shadows, betrayal, and survival. Dawn of a Dream. Ashes of Trust. Fire of Vengeance. Liza's life was never meant to be this way. She wanted love, light, and freedom. But when the people closest to her turned into her nightmares, she learned the hardest truth-sometimes, silence kills faster than wounds. This novel is about more than pain. It's about strength. About a girl who was broken, but rose again-not as a victim, but as fire itself. Some may call her a monster. Some may call her a hero. But this is her voice. Her truth. Her war. If you've ever felt unseen, unheard, or silenced-this story is for you. Hey readers 💙 Thank you so much for picking up this story. I've poured my heart into Liza's journey-it's raw, dark, and full of pain, but also about strength and survival. I'd love to hear your honest feedback as you read. If anything feels confusing, too heavy, or doesn't flow well-please let me know in the comments. Your thoughts will really help me grow as a writer and make this story even stronger.

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Rescue Me

- my works #1 - Being a bad-ass isn't all what it's cracked up to be. Is it all worth losing your family? Your mother? Your friends? Probably not. But what Bahja didn't know that one boy could cause all of this. She didn't know that Kaleb was as bad as her friend; Bre was making him out to be. She never listened. Until she actually experienced it. She couldn't escape. She lost everything and she had no where to go. So she stayed and tolerated the abuse, rape, and constant disrespect. Because deep down, she still sort of loved him. And she thought he felt the same way. But he didn't. He never did. She never thought she'd be able to escape the madness, she never thought she'd get out. Until someone comes in for a rescue. A handsome, average height guy meets Bahja, and can immediately tell something's wrong with her. He fell in love with Bahja. Her courage, her courtesy, and most of all her beauty. He loves her, and he'll do his best to rescue her. And to get her to let him inside and help her.