Story cover for Justice by silvervirago
Justice
  • WpView
    Leituras 64,012
  • WpVote
    Votos 1,809
  • WpPart
    Capítulos 47
  • WpHistory
    Tempo 4h 51m
  • WpView
    Leituras 64,012
  • WpVote
    Votos 1,809
  • WpPart
    Capítulos 47
  • WpHistory
    Tempo 4h 51m
Concluída, Primeira publicação em fev 07, 2016
Justice Amora is a normal girl. Until she was picked to be the new princess of the Mountfort House. She thought that it was just a battle of poise and grace, but after she found out the Mountfort's deepest secret, she knew that there's another battle that she's bound to fight.
Todos os Direitos Reservados
Índice
Inscreva-se para adicionar Justice à sua biblioteca e receber atualizações
ou
Diretrizes de Conteúdo
Talvez você também goste
Finally (Kylia)- book 2, de Just_Another_WriterG
57 capítulos Concluída Maduro
Five years after vanishing from her old life, Kylie lives in quiet luxury in Venezuela - in the mansion her grandmother left her, surrounded by Ruby, Xo, and a whirlwind of beach parties, flirtation, and freedom. On the surface, she's thriving: confident, untouchable, and finally at peace after years of therapy, medication, and unspoken guilt. She jokes. She flirts. She hoards secrets like currency. But she hasn't stopped looking over her shoulder. And she hasn't stopped thinking about Malia. While Ruby finds steady love in Morgan, and Xo juggles girls with chaotic charm, Kylie drifts between casual flings - including Kiara and Alexandro, who seem locked in a quiet war for her attention. But her heart, guarded as ever, still belongs to the one girl she walked away from to keep her safe. It happens on a humid afternoon in a crowded Caracas street market - loud with music, thick with spice, heat, and color. Kylie isn't looking for anything. She's just wandering, sunglasses on, head in the clouds, Kiara a few steps behind, half-listening to a vendor shouting about mangoes. Then, through the blur of people - she sees her. Malia. Hair longer, posture looser, tan from travel. Dressed like someone who belongs to the world now, not just one place. She's smiling at something a local artist is saying, unaware of the storm she's just walked into. Kylie freezes. The world doesn't slow down - it keeps moving, loud and busy - but she can't hear a single thing. Her heart is somewhere in her throat, somewhere in the past. She feels it all at once: the guilt, the love, the ache she never really let go of. Kiara's voice fades behind her. The present blurs. And then - Malia turns. Their eyes meet. Five years collapse in an instant. Neither of them moves. Neither of them smiles. But everything between them... ignites again. If love is still there... is it ever really too late?
Talvez você também goste
Slide 1 of 9
Finally (Kylia)- book 2 cover
Hierarchy cover
Royal Blood (COMPLETE) cover
The next heir cover
Heels in the Dark (Gaylove #3) cover
ᴸᴱᵀ ᴹᴱ ˢᴬᵛᴱ ᴴᴱᴿ {𝕊𝕃𝔸𝕍𝔼 𝕋𝕆 ℍ𝕀𝕄} 🥀 cover
Someday, When It's Quiet cover
Don't call me Angel- Completed cover
Cronus and Phenny: The Mafia Lord and His Orphan Wife  (Completed)  cover

Finally (Kylia)- book 2

57 capítulos Concluída Maduro

Five years after vanishing from her old life, Kylie lives in quiet luxury in Venezuela - in the mansion her grandmother left her, surrounded by Ruby, Xo, and a whirlwind of beach parties, flirtation, and freedom. On the surface, she's thriving: confident, untouchable, and finally at peace after years of therapy, medication, and unspoken guilt. She jokes. She flirts. She hoards secrets like currency. But she hasn't stopped looking over her shoulder. And she hasn't stopped thinking about Malia. While Ruby finds steady love in Morgan, and Xo juggles girls with chaotic charm, Kylie drifts between casual flings - including Kiara and Alexandro, who seem locked in a quiet war for her attention. But her heart, guarded as ever, still belongs to the one girl she walked away from to keep her safe. It happens on a humid afternoon in a crowded Caracas street market - loud with music, thick with spice, heat, and color. Kylie isn't looking for anything. She's just wandering, sunglasses on, head in the clouds, Kiara a few steps behind, half-listening to a vendor shouting about mangoes. Then, through the blur of people - she sees her. Malia. Hair longer, posture looser, tan from travel. Dressed like someone who belongs to the world now, not just one place. She's smiling at something a local artist is saying, unaware of the storm she's just walked into. Kylie freezes. The world doesn't slow down - it keeps moving, loud and busy - but she can't hear a single thing. Her heart is somewhere in her throat, somewhere in the past. She feels it all at once: the guilt, the love, the ache she never really let go of. Kiara's voice fades behind her. The present blurs. And then - Malia turns. Their eyes meet. Five years collapse in an instant. Neither of them moves. Neither of them smiles. But everything between them... ignites again. If love is still there... is it ever really too late?