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The Stars...Revisited

xinfiniteandbeyondx

Leituras 63,876
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Capítulos 37
Tempo 6h 52m

Leituras 63,876
Votos 3,148
Capítulos 37
Tempo 6h 52m

xinfiniteandbeyondx

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"I've been seeing a therapist" I whispered, unable to look at him, "I'm sad...all the time"

Andrew cleared his throat and I could picture his confused look, "Why didn't you tell me?"

I let out a dry laugh and smoothed out my bridesmaids dress, "Because I knew you were sad too" 

~

Following the events of "To the Moon and Back", the gang is all split up, back where they belong but, as the tale goes, all is not well...for anyone.

When Seth and Trish haul everyone back into town as preparations for their wedding, and the day itself, become a daunting force, things go south quicker than anyone had expected. 

The kind of 'south' only Supply closets, Father-Son love triangles, Hot Pink Vespa's, and shaving cream can bring about.  

As the gang embarks on their final journey, we are all finally met with the question: How will it all end?

Happily ever after or a series of unfortunate events?Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Drake's Kitten (completed) , de Yellow1017

He once told me no one knows the real him.I didn't think he meant it, and not in a good way. He is a straight A student, and everyone knows it, not to mention he is on the swim team. All that though isn't the real him, the real him hides deep within himself. ---------- "Can you please tell me what that was?" I nearly shout at him. All I get is silence. He keeps his back to me. "Please, I need some explanation." I beg. I stay still as he stops dead in his tracks. His body is tense and it's scarring me. He turns around slowly to face me with his hands at his sides. His eyes meet mine, but there is no spark of any emotion in them. They are cold and dark making me look away not being able to hold his deadly stare. I feel uneasy under his gaze, and i feel his eyes burning a hole in the side of my face. "No, I won't explain because it's not important." He says in a low, almost, growl. I flinch and look back into his eyes. I feel hurt by his words and I don't know why, but I know he sees it in my eyes. His faces flashes with regret but it's quickly covered up with his faces going back to it's hard cold look. I feel my heart stop and my face go pale. His look terrified me making me hold my breath. "Breath." He orders. I start to breathe again and just blink at him. "Now go." He orders me again. I flinch involuntarily at his tone and jump back slightly. "Please don't let me walk home alone." I beg in a quiet voice, looking down at my feet. The next thing I see are his black combat boots right in front of my shoes. I look up into his eyes and he looks down into mine confusion written all over his face. "How come you aren't running yet?" He questions searching my eyes. "I just can't walk home alone, please I'm scared." I hear him chuckle. "You aren't afraid of me? What can possibly be scarier than me?" He asks. "Well, I know you will keep me safe." "Why is that?" He questions raising an eyebrow at me. "You haven't hurt me." "Yet." He mutters, but I roll my eyes.

Someone Like Adam, de mahumwrites

"You know, it won't physically hurt you to be nice for once." I crossed my arms in front of my chest and groaned. "I don't want to take a chance." the corner of his lips lifted a little as he finished his sentence. "Well, you don't hear me complaining. The view of a someone so desperately working out is not a delight either." I retorted in a weary voice. "I bet it isn't." he narrowed his eyes at me and commented. Ugh.. Why is he so damn annoying? "You know what, just take your arrogant ass out of my room." I scowled at him, pointing towards the door. With small steps, he walked towards me. I took a step backwards when he neared me. He was invading my personal space, making me a bit flustered. The urge to push back his golden-brown hair covering his forehead was increasing with every passing second. "Gladly." he mumbled against my face and then walked past me out of my room. It took me a minute to calm down my racing heartbeat. ... He was a mystery, an enigma I wanted to solve. He was exhausting, he was infuriating, yet staying away from him was not an option. He was making me feel things I haven't felt before. Adam McArdle! Who are you and what are you doing to my poor little heart? ... #1 in GENERAL FICTION (23-05-2019) #1 in CHICKLIT (21-07-2019)

at the edge of the cliff || ✔, de dotalleway

shay daniels She's been through a lot. Abusive father. Abusive step father sent by the abusive father. Mother thrown in jail for a crime she didn't exactly do. Probation officer. Depression. Suicidal thoughts. The whole shebang. grayson delgato Now he's been through a lot too. Death in the family. And that's about it. But it was enough to send him on a downhill spiral of a number of things: he goes through his own kind of depression, his previous perfect relationship with his parents is now gone, and his "golden boy" reputation is slowly deteriorating. They come together when Shay was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I think now that maybe it was the right place at the right time. Their lives are very different, but they are both going through the same internal battle with themselves. Maybe they'll help each other. Maybe they'll make it worse. Maybe in the end their time together is just a waste. Who knows. But it all gets figured out at the edge of the cliff. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - pretty proud of this kinda cheesy, kinda cliche but at the same time kinda not just trust me its good

Loving Maya, de KatherineKeyz

"You expect me to forget everything?" His voice comes out as a whisper. "To act like it doesn't hurt me to see you with him or that I'm still not crazy in love with you?" "Mason." I gulp nervously and fold my arms. "I can't do that. I can't. I love you, Maya." I look up at him and softly gasp. He still loves me? Tears fill my eyes but I blink them back. I shake off every doubting thought I had in my mind and run to him. *** Two years should be enough to get over someone, right? It's already difficult for Maya Banks and Mason Wilder to forget each other even after all that time apart. When fate plays a cruel joke on them and brings them into each other's lives for the second time, they're forced to explore old emotions. Will their traumatic past come in the way of their love or will love triangles and guilt do the trick? Sequel to A Kiss for Maya.

Someone Willing to Stay, de read_to_escape13

"Damn it, Mason, you can't fix me. I'm not some used car that needs an oil change." I'm standing at the edge of my driveway. If I take one step towards that house, then I go back to my life. The life I've had since Mason left. Since he abandoned me. If I turn around. If I take one second to look into his eyes. I don't think I'll be able to resist throwing myself in his arms. "I'm shattered, Mason. Like a dusty vase that's been ignored for too long." "You know the best thing about broken vases, Mel? You just need three things to make them whole." I decide to go along with his speech. "Faith, trust, and pixie dust?" I muse. "Tape, glue, and someone willing to fix it. And I'm right here, Mel."

Possessive Over A Bitch (NOT EDITED), de iiArtistii

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Romeo and Juliet, de 2Hearts_write

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His Bad Boy Ego | ✓, de apricitys

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The Narcissist , de cancelledera

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