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Baletnica i milioner

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Ona- Ma na imię Diana.Pracuje w kawiarni.Jej miłością jest taniec.Codziennie chodzi na treningi by stać się lepszą.Balet to jej miłość.Nie wyobraża sobie życia bez paletu.Kocha to co robi i ma zamiar to robić gdy osiągnie swój cel.Tym celem jest zagranie głównej roli w sztuce "Jezioro łabędzie".Czy to się uda?

On-Przystojny,bogaty,bez jakich kolwiek uczuć do innej osoby, oprócz siebie.Taki właśnie jest Christopher.Pewnego dnia za namową ważnej osoby w jego życiu  postanawia sponsorować jedną z najlepszych szkół tańca w Londynie.Spotka tam dziewczynę,która zamąci mu w głowie.Czy to będzie miłośc czy tylko przelotny romans?All Rights Reserved

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Alan by Thierry42

The following story is the result of a game I played with a fellow writer, a fan of Fantasy and Manga. Basically, I offered to email him the beginning of a story. He would write the next part and send it back to me. I would write the next part, send it, and so on. But he didn't have enough time to take part in this little game. I then suggested that we write a story in the form of a serial and send the parts to each other by e-mail, once a week, for two months. My plan was to turn it into a summer mini-series. Caught up in the story, this attempt lasted through autumn, and winter, and was finished in spring. So, my first thanks go to you, Jeremy. I'd also like to thank the most diligent critic of my writing: Renault. Your corrections and comments were very relevant and were a great help. I hope that I will, at long last, be able to buy you a drink and discuss it with you face to face. As we haven't seen each other for more than five years, we probably won't even recognise one another anymore. Through my writing I have had the privilege of meeting a lot of different people, from all walks of life, but mostly waiters and waitresses in the (far too) numerous Brussels cafés, Exki, Pain Quotidien, and others, where I write, as well as the hotel staff in the Novotel, where I was living. I thank all of you for your kindness and the interest you showed in my stories. Writing is a solitary process, but has its rewards. I wish you all, through your reading, a life full of dreams and adventure.

FEEL ME by Everlastdreamer

𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 " I will ask you last time , what you were doing with him " He asked as he got more near. I stayed still on the table of the classroom . " And who do you think you are to ask me anything " I said keeping my eyes on him. " Your Keeper, love " He whisper softly but he was still breathing harshly . " Don't dream high, you are no one . Sir " I said with scarasm. " Yes , I want you to take me inside of you with this. Attitude of yours " He was now more closer. " Then I will break you and your attitude " " Stop saying things, you are not capable of " " You are challenging me? Love " He asked with raised eyebrows. I smirked and run my painted nails on his well fit shirt. " Of course I am " I said looking up with challenge in my eyes. " Then challenge it is love, I am going to be the only one, who will take your Virginity and that too baby , with your parents inside the same house " I gulped and stare the fire in his eyes. I made a mistake. I challenged my own professor who is 6 years older than me to take my Virginity . In my parents house. And I know he will do it. Because apparently I started this game. And now he is controlling everything . I didn't know that Adam Caine is going to be my desire and then the biggest nightmare. *･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　 Ayzal Malik leaves Pakistan for London to study fashion design. On her first day at the University of London, she accidentally slaps her professor, Adam Caine-the hottest man on campus. Adam never expected to meet someone as wild as Ayzal. She develops a crush on him with some obsession and wonders if he feels the same. and it not then why he is giving her hopes.Is this forbidden relationship worth the risk, and can they avoid the consequences?

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 18+ by A_solitude_girl12

꧁𝗙𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝗥𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗿𝘆 ꧂ ❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

Rooh: his replaced bride by talethatneverends

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The queen to the just pt1 by Gurll_4477

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𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | 18+ cover

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Alan

The following story is the result of a game I played with a fellow writer, a fan of Fantasy and Manga. Basically, I offered to email him the beginning of a story. He would write the next part and send it back to me. I would write the next part, send it, and so on. But he didn't have enough time to take part in this little game. I then suggested that we write a story in the form of a serial and send the parts to each other by e-mail, once a week, for two months. My plan was to turn it into a summer mini-series. Caught up in the story, this attempt lasted through autumn, and winter, and was finished in spring. So, my first thanks go to you, Jeremy. I'd also like to thank the most diligent critic of my writing: Renault. Your corrections and comments were very relevant and were a great help. I hope that I will, at long last, be able to buy you a drink and discuss it with you face to face. As we haven't seen each other for more than five years, we probably won't even recognise one another anymore. Through my writing I have had the privilege of meeting a lot of different people, from all walks of life, but mostly waiters and waitresses in the (far too) numerous Brussels cafés, Exki, Pain Quotidien, and others, where I write, as well as the hotel staff in the Novotel, where I was living. I thank all of you for your kindness and the interest you showed in my stories. Writing is a solitary process, but has its rewards. I wish you all, through your reading, a life full of dreams and adventure.