It's Called Love (Greyson Chance Fan Fic)
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  • LECTURES 13,619
  • Votes 396
  • Parties 16
  • Durée 1h 24m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement mars 09, 2013
What will you do if you've found out that you're having a feelings with someone and that someone loves you too. How can you two confess you're feelings with each other? Until the day that you've found out that it's not a normal feelings anymore, "IT'S CALLED LOVE". 
This is the story about YOU and the most grexiest guy in the universe GREYSON MICHAEL CHANCE. Will your relationship will last forever? Even there are strong HARDSHIPS on your lives? 
Just Find Out (:
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I was so damn naive it's no wonder I've ended up here. Kidnapped by the man who promised me forever, just as I'd begun to understand the depths of his betrayal. It's a sad truth I didn't marry my husband for love. I married him for the life he promised to provide, and if I'm honest with myself, I married him in hopes one day he'd fill the void Lucas-my first love-left behind. Now after so many years, they're both back. And in my desperation to feel loved, to be wanted and chosen I've walked straight into this trap. All because I forgot life's harshest lesson... I'm not enough. No matter how much or how fiercely I love, the choice will never be me. Especially now. Surrounded by danger and at the mercy of my husband's enemies, I'm forced to face one final bit of truth. Much like love, hope is for the weak. I was a fool to believe in the vows and promises they made.