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Her Forbidden Love [REVISED]
Therra Dime Prism wasn't your typical damsel. She was a hurricane in stilettos, a wildfire in a designer dress and someone who is powerful and untamable. Horizon University, with its pristine lawns and classy students, was her personal playground for rebellion. Rules? She considered them peculiar suggestions. Expectations? Those were there to be shattered, like delicate glass under a stiletto heel. Then there was Leo Williams. The golden boy, all smiles and sunshine, with a gaze that could melt and whose smile was irresistible and awakened something deep within her. He was everything she wasn't someone who was predictable, safe, the epitome of "good boy" charm. But that predictability, that safety... it was precisely what captivated her. Was it a challenge? A dare? Or something far more dangerous? Her love for him was a dangerous game, a high-stakes gamble played with a smirk and a reckless disregard for consequences. She'd charm him with a glance, challenge him with a whispered dare, push him to his limits with a touch. Each interaction a calculated risk, a step closer to the cliff. But what if the game wasn't just about winning Leo's heart? What if it was about something more? More destructive? Was she truly in love, or was this a twisted game of conquest? And if it was love, could this hurricane, this wildfire in designer clothes, ever truly tame her wild heart? Or was this dangerous dance destined to consume them both in its fiery embrace? Because one thing was certain with Therra, there were no guarantees. Only the intoxicating thrill of the unknown, and the chilling possibility of utter ruin. ©All Rights Reserved.Theyhateia.2020
A LOVER AND A HATER
Meet 🅰🅽🅳🆁🅸🅴🆂🅲🅾 🅵🅴🅻🅸🆇 🅻🅴🅴 - ᴄᴇʀᴛɪғɪᴇᴅ ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ, ᴘᴀsᴀᴡᴀʏ, ᴊᴇʀᴋ, ᴍᴀʏᴀᴍᴀɴ, ʜᴀʙᴜʟɪɴ ɴɢ ʙᴀʙᴀᴇ at ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ᴘᴇʀғᴇᴄᴛ Meet 🅹🅾🆂🅴🅿🅷🅸🅽🅴 🅲🅻🅴🆇 🆂🅰🅼🅾🅽🆃🅴 - ɴᴀɴɪɴɪᴡᴀʟᴀ sᴀ ᴋᴀsᴀʙɪʜᴀɴ ɴᴀ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ, ᴏʙsᴇʀᴠᴀɴᴛ ᴀᴛ ʜɪɢɪᴛ sᴀ ʟᴀʜᴀᴛ ɪsᴀɴɢ ʜᴀᴍᴀᴋ ʟᴀᴍᴀɴɢ ɴᴀ sᴄʜᴏʟᴀʀ ɴᴀ ᴇsᴛᴜᴅʏᴀɴᴛᴇ sᴀ ɪsᴀɴɢ ᴋɪʟᴀʟᴀɴɢ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪs ᴄʜᴜᴀ sᴛᴀᴛᴇ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsɪᴛʏ ᴏʀ ᴄsᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ? ᴍᴀʏᴀᴍᴀɴ? ʜᴀʙᴜʟɪɴ ɴɢ ᴄʜɪᴄᴋs? ᴘᴀsᴀᴡᴀʏ? ᴊᴇʀᴋ? ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴡᴀʟᴀ ᴅɪʏᴀɴ ᴀɴɢ ʜɪɴᴀʜᴀɴᴀᴘ ɴɪ ᴊᴏsᴇᴘʜɪɴᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴏ ʙɪɢʟᴀ ɴᴀʟᴀɴɢ sɪʏᴀɴɢ ɴᴀɢᴜʟᴏ sᴀ ᴛᴀʜɪᴍɪᴋ ɴɪʏᴀɴɢ ʙᴜʜᴀʏ ɴɢ ʙɪɢʟᴀɴɢ ᴅᴜᴍᴀᴛɪɴɢ sᴀ ʙᴜʜᴀʏ ɴɪʏᴀ sɪ ғᴇʟɪx, ᴡʜᴀᴛ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ sʜᴇ ᴅᴏ?? ɪs sʜᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛ? ᴏʀ sʜᴇ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴛᴏᴘComplete
I love you even if it hurts
This story is about a girl who fall in-love to some she never seen yet and she give all love to that man...Complete
Love Is Not Always Forever (ᴛᴀɢᴀʟᴏɢ ʟᴏᴠᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ)
ɴᴀɴɪɴ ɪᴡᴀʟᴀ ʙᴀ ᴋᴀʏᴏ ɴᴀ ᴛᴜᴍᴀᴛᴀɢᴀʟ ᴀɴɢ ᴘᴀɢ ɪʙɪɢ sᴀ ᴅᴀʟᴀᴡᴀɴɢ ᴛᴀᴏɴɢ ᴛɪɴᴀᴅʜᴀɴᴀ? ᴡᴇʟʟ sᴀ sᴛᴏʀʏ ɴᴀ ᴍᴀʙᴀʙᴀsᴀ ɴʏᴏ ᴅɪᴋᴏ ᴀʟᴀᴍ ᴋᴜɴɢ ᴍᴀɴɪɴɪᴡᴀʟᴀ ᴋᴀʏᴏ....sᴀᴅʏᴀɴɢ ᴍᴀᴘᴀɢʟᴀʀᴏ ᴀɴɢ ᴛᴀᴅʜᴀɴᴀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ʟᴀʜᴀᴛ ɴɢ ᴘᴀɢɪʙɪɢ ᴀʏ ᴍᴀʏ ғᴏʀᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴀ ᴍɢᴀ ᴛᴀᴏɴɢ ᴛɪɴᴀᴅʜᴀɴᴀ ᴘᴇʀᴏ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ᴛᴜᴍᴀɢᴀʟComplete![I Hate You But I Love You [ Completed ]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/108504988-256-k186711.jpg)
I Hate You But I Love You [ Completed ]
ᴊᴀɴɴᴀ ʟᴇᴇ ᴘᴀʀᴋ ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴜɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴜɴɪᴠᴇʀsɪᴛʏ's ᴏᴡɴᴇʀ . ᴛᴀʜɪᴍɪᴋ ᴀɴɢ ʙᴜʜᴀʏ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴋᴀsᴀᴍᴀ ᴀɴɢ ᴍɢᴀ ᴋᴀɪʙɪɢᴀɴ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴀᴛ ɴᴀɢ ɪɪsᴀɴɢ ʟᴀʟᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴘɪɴᴀɢ ᴀᴀʟᴀʏᴀɴ ɴɪʏᴀ ɴɢ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀɴɢ ᴘᴀɢ-ɪʙɪɢ. 'ʏᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴘᴏɴɢ ᴡᴀʟᴀ ɴᴀɴɢ ᴍᴀᴋᴀᴘᴀɢ-ʜɪʜɪᴡᴀʟᴀʏ ᴘᴀ sᴀ ᴋᴀɴɪʟᴀɴɢ ᴅᴀʟᴀᴡᴀ ɴɢᴜɴɪᴛ ᴅᴜᴍᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴɢ ᴀʀᴀᴡ ɴᴀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ɴɪʏᴀ ɪɴᴀᴀsᴀʜᴀɴ . ɴᴀᴘɪʟɪᴛᴀɴ sɪʏᴀɴɢ ᴍᴀᴋɪᴘᴀɢ ʜɪᴡᴀʟᴀʏ sᴀ ʙᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅ ɴɪᴛᴏ ᴅᴀʜɪʟ ɴᴀᴛᴀᴛᴀᴋᴏᴛ sɪʏᴀ ɴᴀ ʙᴀᴋᴀ ᴀɴᴏ ᴀɴɢ ɢᴀᴡɪɴ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀɴɢ ᴀᴍᴀ ɴɪʏᴀ ʀɪᴛᴏ . ɴᴀᴘᴀɢ ᴜsᴀᴘᴀɴ ɴɢ ᴅᴀᴅ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴀᴛ ᴀᴍᴀ ɴɢ ʟᴀʟᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴋᴀᴋᴀsᴀʟ sᴀ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀ ᴘᴀɢᴅᴀᴛɪɴɢ ɴɢ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀɴɢ ɪᴋᴀ-ʟᴀʙɪɴɢ ᴡᴀʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴀᴏɴɢ ɢᴜʟᴀɴɢ ɴᴀ ᴋᴀᴀʀᴀᴡᴀɴ. ɴɢᴜɴɪᴛ ᴛᴀɴᴅᴀʜᴀ ɴᴀ ɴɢᴀ ʙᴀ ᴀɴɢ ɢᴜᴍᴀɢᴀᴡᴀ ɴɢ ᴘᴀʀᴀᴀɴ ᴜᴘᴀɴɢ ᴍᴀɢᴋᴀᴋɪʟᴀʟᴀ sɪʏᴀ sᴀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ɪɴᴀᴀsᴀʜᴀɴɢ ᴘᴀɢᴋᴀᴋᴀᴛᴀᴏɴ ? ᴄʜᴀsᴇ ᴢᴇɴ ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ ɪs ᴀɴɴᴏʏɪɴɢ ᴍᴀɴ . ɴᴀ ᴘɪɴsᴀɴ ɴɢ ᴋᴀɪʙɪɢᴀɴ ɴɪ ᴊᴀɴɴᴀ ɴᴀ sɪ sᴀɴᴅʀᴇɪ . ʙᴀɢᴀᴍᴀ'ᴛ ᴀʟᴀᴍ ɴᴀ ɴɪʏᴀɴɢ ɪᴋᴀᴋᴀsᴀʟ sɪʏᴀ sᴀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴋɪʟᴀʟᴀɴɢ ʙᴀʙᴀᴇ ʜɪɴɪᴡᴀʟᴀʏᴀɴ ɴᴀ ɴɪʏᴀ ᴀɴɢ ᴋᴀʏᴀɴɢ ᴋᴀsɪɴᴛᴀʜᴀɴ . sɪʏᴀ 'ʏᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴘᴏ ᴛᴀᴏ ɴᴀ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ᴍᴏ ᴀᴋComplete
The more you hate, the more you love
A story about a girl, who's been, hurt for a long time. She managed to replace hatred in her heart instead of love. She keeps on telling herself that she doesn't love the boy anymore, though she still does. She keeps on shouting to the world that she doesn't have feelings anymore for that boy, though she still has. She keeps on ignoring what she really feels but at the end of the day, she still thinking about that boy. A story about a boy, who was been loved for a long time. Loved by the people he had, around. And loved by a girl, secretly. He doesn't have any idea that that girl loves her. Until he read the notebook of the girl. He keeps on trying not to hurt the girl anymore, but he can't. He still does, but unintentionally. He keeps on teaching his heart to love the girl, but a heart is not a student, anyway. It's not teachable. A story about a couple, who were doing nothing, but fight with one another, to tease each other, to irritate the both of them but at the end to . . .Complete
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ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ. ᴋᴜɴɢ ᴀɴᴏ ᴀɴɢ ᴋɪɴᴀ ɢᴀɴᴅᴀ ɴɢ ᴘᴀɴɢᴀʟᴀɴ ɴɢ ᴘᴀᴀʀᴀʟᴀɴ, ᴀʏ sɪʏᴀ ɴᴀᴍᴀɴɢ ᴋᴀʙᴀʟɪᴋᴛᴀʀᴀɴ ɴɢ ᴍɢᴀ ᴇsᴛᴜᴅʏᴀɴᴛᴇ ɴɪᴛᴏ. ᴍɢᴀ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴʏᴏ ᴋᴜɴɢ sɪʟᴀ ᴀʏ ᴛᴀᴡᴀɢɪɴ. ʙᴀᴛᴀ ᴘᴀ ʟᴀᴍᴀɴɢ sɪ ʀᴏsᴇ, ᴀʏ ɴᴀʀᴏᴏɴ ɴᴀ sɪʏᴀ sᴀ ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴀ ᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ. ɪᴛᴏ ᴀɴɢ ɴᴀɢsɪʟʙɪ ɴɪʏᴀɴɢ ᴛᴀʜᴀɴᴀɴ sᴀ ʟᴏᴏʙ ɴɢ ᴍᴀʀᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴛᴀᴏɴ. ɪᴛᴏ ᴀɴɢ ʜᴜᴍᴜʙᴏɢ sᴀ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀ ᴋᴜɴɢ ᴘᴀᴀɴᴏ ᴘᴜᴍᴀᴛᴀʏ ɴɢ ᴡᴀʟᴀɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀ, ɪᴛᴏɴɢ ᴘᴀᴀʀᴀʟᴀɴ ɴᴀ ɪᴛᴏ ᴀɴɢ ɴᴀɢᴛᴜʀᴏ sᴀ ᴋᴀɴʏᴀ ᴋᴜɴɢ ᴘᴀᴀɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴡᴀʟᴀɴ ɴɢ ᴛᴀᴋᴏᴛ sᴀ ʟᴀʜᴀᴛ. ɢᴜɢᴜsᴛᴜʜɪɴ ᴍᴏ ʀɪɴ ʙᴀɴɢ ᴍᴀᴋᴀ ᴘᴀsᴏᴋ sᴀ ᴘᴀᴀʀᴀʟᴀɴɢ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴʏᴏ ᴀɴɢ ᴍɢᴀ ᴍᴀᴋᴀᴋᴀ sᴀᴍᴀ ᴍᴏ? ᴀɴɢᴇʟ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍʏ.......... Completed.....Complete
Sʜᴇ's Mʏ Lᴏsᴛ Cʀᴜsʜ 2
«ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴛᴡᴏ» Uɴɢ ᴀᴋᴀʟᴀ ᴍᴏɴɢ ᴍᴀɢᴀɴᴅᴀ ɴᴀ ᴀɴɢ ᴋᴀᴋᴀʟᴀʙᴀsᴀɴ ᴅᴀʜɪʟ ᴘᴀᴛᴀᴘᴏs ɴᴀ ᴘᴇʀᴏ ʜɪɴᴅɪ ᴘᴀ ᴘᴀʟᴀ Dᴀʜɪʟ ᴘᴀɴɪʙᴀɢᴏɴɢ ᴘᴀɢsᴜʙᴏᴋ ɴᴀɴᴀᴍᴀɴ ᴀɴɢ ᴀᴍɪɴɢ ʜᴀʜᴀʀᴀᴘɪɴ Mᴀᴋᴀᴋᴀʏᴀɴᴀɴ ᴋᴀʏᴀ ɴᴀᴍɪɴ ɪᴛᴏ? O ᴍᴀᴡᴀᴡᴀʟᴀ ᴀɴɢ ʟᴀʜᴀᴛ ɴɢ ᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴘɪɴᴀɢʜɪʀᴀᴘᴀɴ? Wᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ Tᴏ Tʜᴇ Bᴏᴏᴋ Tᴡᴏ Oғ ☞︎︎︎Sʜᴇ's Mʏ Lᴏsᴛ Cʀᴜsʜ 1☜︎︎︎Complete
Therra Dime Prism wasn't your typical damsel. She was a hurricane in stilettos, a wildfire in a designer dress and someone who is powerful and untamable. Horizon University, with its pristine lawns and classy students, was her personal playground for rebellion. Rules? She considered them peculiar suggestions. Expectations? Those were there to be shattered, like delicate glass under a stiletto heel. Then there was Leo Williams. The golden boy, all smiles and sunshine, with a gaze that could melt and whose smile was irresistible and awakened something deep within her. He was everything she wasn't someone who was predictable, safe, the epitome of "good boy" charm. But that predictability, that safety... it was precisely what captivated her. Was it a challenge? A dare? Or something far more dangerous? Her love for him was a dangerous game, a high-stakes gamble played with a smirk and a reckless disregard for consequences. She'd charm him with a glance, challenge him with a whispered dare, push him to his limits with a touch. Each interaction a calculated risk, a step closer to the cliff. But what if the game wasn't just about winning Leo's heart? What if it was about something more? More destructive? Was she truly in love, or was this a twisted game of conquest? And if it was love, could this hurricane, this wildfire in designer clothes, ever truly tame her wild heart? Or was this dangerous dance destined to consume them both in its fiery embrace? Because one thing was certain with Therra, there were no guarantees. Only the intoxicating thrill of the unknown, and the chilling possibility of utter ruin. ©All Rights Reserved.Theyhateia.2020
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