𝕴 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖉 𝕴'𝖉 𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖚𝖑𝖌𝖊 𝖓𝖔 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖒𝖞 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝕴 𝖈𝖆𝖓'𝖙 𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖔𝖗𝖊!
𝕴𝖓 𝖒𝖞 𝖉𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖗𝖊 𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖚𝖕 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖙, 𝕴'𝖒 𝖆 𝖉𝖎𝖗𝖙𝖞, 𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖓 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑!
ᥴꪮꪀᠻꫀડડⅈꪮꪀડ ꪮᠻ ꪖ 𝕣ꪮ𝕥𝕥ꫀꪀ ᧁⅈ𝕣ꪶ ׺°"˜'"°º× 🎀 -𝒮𝒜𝒲𝒯O𝒲𝒩𝐸, 𝒻𝓉. 𝐻𝒶𝓉𝓈𝓊𝓃𝑒 𝑀𝒾𝓀𝓊 🎀 ׺°"'˜"°º×
𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕓𝕪 𝕛𝕦𝕝𝕪_𝟚𝟞 𝕠𝕟 𝕋𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕞 (𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕜!! 𝕀 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕤𝕥)
Hi little bugs! I'm back this time with an original story! I think I have plans for this one to be about Lucy's side of the story, mostly. here is a short description!
"I swore to myself! I swore, I swore, and I swore again! I said I would never fall in love with a man ever again! So why am I finding my self attracted to HIM?! No, no, no! This won't work out! It's just going to be the same as before, Lucy! REMEMBER WHAT HAPPENED?! AAAAGH! WHY IS MY STUPID HEART BEATINg so fAST?!"
After an abusive relationship with her ex-boyfriend, Lucy Heartfilia swore to NEVER, ever, in her life, date a man again. That is, until, a certain transfer student catches her eye. Although she promised herself that she wouldn't even look at him, she soon finds herself daydreaming about him, and when he pulls her aside one afternoon, WHAT IS SHE GOING TO DO?! Will Lucy ever be able to overcome her fear of dating and accept her true feelings?
𝐒𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋 𝐎𝐅 '𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐔𝐒.'
Naomi Beaumont and Evelyn Winslow swore they were finished. Four years of silence should have buried what they once had-what they should never have had.
Naomi, now a sharp-tongued doctor in Los Angeles, hides behind her career and the fortress of the Beaumont empire. Love is dangerous, and she refuses to touch it again.
Evelyn has stayed in her home town with her 'husband' and two daughters, building a life that looks perfect from the outside, even if her heart is still chasing ghosts.
When Naomi's younger sister invites them both to her wedding in Italy, fate places them side by side for an entire month on a cruise. Amid the vineyards and narrow streets, beneath starlit skies and whispered family secrets, old wounds reopen-and old desires spark to life.
They promised themselves the past was behind them. But some loves don't fade.
Some loves bloom again, like butterflies-fragile, inevitable, and impossible to ignore.