L'écriture est un jeu...
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L'écriture est un jeu...
Un jeu de précision. L'écrivain pèse chacun de ses mots et les choisit avec minutie pour sublimer une histoire et faciliter un voyage.
Un jeu d'acrobaties. L'écrivain jongle avec différentes époques, différents personnages, et différentes histoires. À la moindre erreur, il perd son être le plus cher, son public.
Un jeu de séduction. L'écrivain charme et envoute ses semblables pour acquérir fidélité et dépendance à ses mots.
Un jeu d'actions et de vérités. L'écrivain mêle fiction et réalité, émotions et descriptions, suspense et évidences pour faire passer un message.
Un jeu de stratégie. L'écrivain met en place une intrigue pour gagner confiance et allégeance le plus vite possible.
Un jeu dangereux. L'écrivain est maître de son roman. Il peut tromper, fourvoyer, blesser, surprendre et émouvoir, mais il risque à chaque tournant de décevoir.
Un jeu qui me plaît. Beaucoup...
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rose in the desert
I will write my future story in bilingual. I want to force myself to be the person I like. I don't care if other people like me, I just care if they like me. After days of hesitation, I finally settled on the name, and I sat on the toilet thinking about the script God had sent me... I can't wait to read the script God sends me and I can't wait to finish it. After writing it, the English audio reading was wonderful. I burst into tears as I listened, and burst into tears as I finished writing. This is very interesting. I always touch myself again and again, always write dreams in my dreams. Whose life is not a dream? I am an affectionate and tragic person, and I love this world deeply. Love so deeply, so seriously. God often gives me so much information that my brain feels like it's going to explode and I'm going crazy. I can understand what Vincent van Gogh was doing in the wheat field. When you see everything in the world, dear, you don't care about anything anymore. You only live for your own happiness. People start to distance themselves from you and you become more and more lonely. God, I ask you again and again, why am I stuck in the desert? I want you to answer me, once is not enough, ten times is not enough, a hundred times is not enough, a thousand times is not enough, ten thousand times is not enough! 2025/1/5
Love Between the raindrops, Neuvillette X Reader
You were just a woman In the second class of Fontaine who was employed by a Boutique, In which was responsible for making most of the current trends of Fontaine's fashion. though your mother wondered if you were fine living such a simple life you were more than happy. on your way back home with groceries in hand who would've known that you'd stumble Into the Chief Justice of Fontaine's court. Overcome with worry you quickly pick up your items and to your surprise he helps you to your feet as he reassure's you that he wasn't angry, but his next word's shock you as he gives you a better way to compensate for your mistake and so he makes you his personal retainer at his Estate where you're Introduced to his life of splendor, during the time you serve him the both of you become close and he soon starts to develop romantic feelings for you but he knows It could get In the way of his work. Romance, Violence and Mature Content (Only for those who are the appropriate age)Concluida
Mystery Of Existence
(Hiatus) The Creation... Where all Existence exist along with Non-Existence as interconnection to Existence, providing a aspects for such lead to maintain the balance of The Creation. A Existence contains everything that we had been see: A Galaxy, Universe, a theory of Multiverse, and so beyond. Thus all undiscovered truth still remain mystery, even infinite celestials bodies are just mere-aspect of it. All celestial entities even a God don't know what truth beneath the Existence. A used of system made by human to traveling the cosmos but to find the truth of it but they only found nothing, clueless, yet they gone... With a strange phenomenon making human race fall into abyss, they gave up... Not until a guy born with a curiosity about the truth of The Creation, he'd read so many books that were actually a journey of a people whose traveled the cosmos, creating a hint for human to regain their strongest era. And the guy named Jonathan, standing tall in front of a strange yet massive ancient doors, along with a unknown symbols within the curve of the doors, filled with immense power that cannot be calculated or measure it. Jonathan realize there's puzzle to open this door and reveal something within the door, and so Jonathan goes venture to find the missing symbols, in his adventures he met Mary Carter, a young woman with a obsession of books that contains a information about the Cosmos, soon enough they become a friend, a partner for their own yet same goal. Along with a hint that in one of Mary's book, now they know where they needed to go-Indonesia, specifically Candi Borobudur where there's a book filled with a information that let the user capable to transcends a dimensional. That is one of requirements to find a puzzle of the Ancient Doors, and so they goes venture to Indonesia... But is their journey gonna goes smoothly? Or they get involved into something dangerous? Who's knows, but we'll see it soon...
The Sadistic Pair (Karma x Reader) - Discontinued
in the class you were put in after the discovery of you having the same powers of class E's sensei (not tentacles) _backstory_ you were born but then...the family was attacked. this happened 3 years I a row with family members dying in progress of protecting you..because of your 'supernatural' body you've been caught once at 10 and tortured by the experiments.... they tried to turn you into a super soldier, minimising your mercy for people as much as possible.. every encounter with you they've had, they filmed. using those moments to make you insane you managed to get a split personality disorder of 3 people....4 if you include insanity...which has been what you've been showing for a while... the different attitudes have helped you in situations you've been awkward in and so while you yourself is inside feeling depressed, the other selves have to show up to take up your place. otherwise you'd be like an empty canister Your hair changes colour due to emotions. some emotions are the same colours (sorry if your eye colour is one of the eye colours your eyes change into your original eye colour. you can just change it if you want to same with your hair colour.) the blue hoodie and bandana your boyfriend used to wear you kept and wore you used it as a disguise to get away from the guys that have been chasing you your whole life. your voice changed so it sounded like a guy's and to be honest, everyone you met In that disguise believed you...including the enemy your family was rich and you had a lot of money, yet you all chose to live a simple life. you still did that after they all died. what you and your family did for a job you continued... until you saw a strange yellow thing in the sky... following the direction of the octopus thing you managed to catch up using some of your power...he went to china for tea? he then flew you back to what he said will be your new class from now on. E-Class *I don'tConcluida
False Promises ( Completed ✔️)
Where are you busy??? my jaan I'm not busy.... I'm free for you everytime.... really.... yeah.... Prit you don't even know today is our 1st anniversary?.. Oh my God I am extremely sorry... Nandini... OK leave it... I don't want to spoil your mood, cut the cake... first... oh my Jaan you remember my birthday... how can I forget about that... oh thank you so much.... it's my pleasure Prit ... ------------------------xx------------------------- hey.... common do you want a dance with me?? yeah sure... let's have drink... it's my birthday... so everything is free without any cost... let's enjoy the party for whole night.... Don't copy my story... Or the consequences will be very worst for you, It's my own thoughts and imagination so be careful ...... hey guys... it's my fifth book and a real story and this story based on unconditional love and emotional feelings... so read it at your own risk because you might cry after reading this story... there is no mature content in the story.. so you will freely read it.. thank you so much. Please read it.....Concluida
Sweet Love
( Book Two of the Love Series | I don't recommend as a standalone, but can be read as one. I tried my best to provide information that was missed from the other book.) A phrase like 'I love you' is something people don't mean. They don't put their heart into that statement. They don't say it with promise. The looseness in the meaning those four letters held made my heart doubt their commitment. You can love your mom. Love your best friend. Love the way a hot shower feels after a long day. Love a man who cheats on you. So yeah, go ahead and say you love me...See how far that gets you. ~~ Knox's eyes raised to meet mine, "Tell me what you want from me." I breathe heavily as my mind clouds with pleasure. Leaning up a little, I motion for him to come closer. He obliged as I wrap an arm around his neck, pressing my forehead to his. He was about to kiss me again, but I gave a soft tug to the side causing him to fall to the bed. A rush of air left him as he lay flat on his back now. Taking advantage of the shock that delayed his response, I tossed my leg over his waist as I settled myself on top of him. Knox sat up a little on his elbows, letting out a groan as I shifted my hips over his. "I want," I leaned down, smiling in satisfaction as he allowed me to press him further into the bed, "For you to sit back and let me use you to get myself off." I was inches from his ear now, "Would you let me do that?" Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a smirk making its way onto his face. Knox raised his hips slightly pulling another moan from me, "Use me for whatever you desire, sweetheart." Sealing it with a kiss to my neck. ~~ Unedited Version. Current word count: ~ 30k+ (not all has been published)
VENOM💀: THE MAFIA QUEEN (I)
It's not some regular mafia story you will read. The plot is little different from others. Two almost lost soul will find love in each other through war, hatred, betrayal, bullying and many more while saving themselves and their close ones from enemies. ####### On a fine morning, Charlie Zaffino, the most popular kid of his university, got interested in a weird nerd girl. A boy was bullying that nerd. But what got Charlies attention was the nerds calmness even in that bullying situation. The girl was not like random nerds who are afraid. There was something in her aura that was attracting Charlie. Of course he didn't save the girl because he himself is a bully too. " You are not what you are showing little nerdy. Now you have got my attention. I'll find what are you hiding behind that calmness," Charlie thought. ######## " Only Undocile can save our heirs." " But why will Venom help us? We are not in aligns." " We have to beg for help to the Emperor or Venom otherwise our heirs will be killed." ####### "Venom, I beg you. Please leave me this time. I'll obey your every word in future. Don't kill me." Venom started laughing sarcastically. Then said in a octave lower voice, " Once a betrayer is always a betrayer dear. There is no place for a betrayer in UNDOCILE." saying that she shot the man standing in front of her. "Antonia!", Venom called. " Yes, queen." "Throw this trash on the highway or somewhere. Let the group know what I'll do if anyone try to betray me again." " Yes, queen." #1- LADYBOSSConcluida
Not your Average Cinderella✔️
Book two of a different kind of fairy tale series (can be read as a stand-alone but I do suggest reading as a series) *His fangs came forward. "Mine," he growled as he sank his fangs into my neck. He pumped his fingers roughly in and out of me. "Sebastian," i moaned. His thumb rubbed my clit as he fucked me with his fingers. "Stop," i whispered after he was drinking for too long. He pushed another finger inside me, causing to moan loudly. He pinched my clit. "Sebastian, please i know you can," i whispered, forcing myself to hold back my moan. "Please don't make me use the command." He jumped back off the bed and against the wall. I pressed my hand on my neck. "I told you." "I almost didn't," he growled. "And yet you. I knew you could." "Next time i'll turn you. The next time i drink from you i'll turn you, a command won't stop me."* Everyone has heard of the story of Cinderella. A beautiful girl loses her parents and is to live with a rotten stepmother and stepsisters. She goes to a ball at a palace and meets a prince where they fall in love. At midnight she leaves the ball and he looks for her throughout the kingdom. The prince finds her and they live happily ever after. This is a different kind of Cinderella. Alexa Lacroix, an orphan living with a family of vampires, goes to a ball at the palace of the royal vampire family. when the prince makes eye contact with her, her first instinct is to run. run as fast and as quickly as possible but that doesn't stop him from finding her. Sebastian Vasile, the crowned prince of the vampires, finds his mate in the crowd of a ball. The human girl is not what he imagined his mate to be but he doesn't care, all he's ever wanted was her. Will she find it in her heart to love him back? will she agree to be his queen and more importantly his mate?Concluida
!["My Little Monster~"|| Selever X Reader [DISCONTINUED]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/268673945-256-k202187.jpg)
I will write my future story in bilingual. I want to force myself to be the person I like. I don't care if other people like me, I just care if they like me. After days of hesitation, I finally settled on the name, and I sat on the toilet thinking about the script God had sent me... I can't wait to read the script God sends me and I can't wait to finish it. After writing it, the English audio reading was wonderful. I burst into tears as I listened, and burst into tears as I finished writing. This is very interesting. I always touch myself again and again, always write dreams in my dreams. Whose life is not a dream? I am an affectionate and tragic person, and I love this world deeply. Love so deeply, so seriously. God often gives me so much information that my brain feels like it's going to explode and I'm going crazy. I can understand what Vincent van Gogh was doing in the wheat field. When you see everything in the world, dear, you don't care about anything anymore. You only live for your own happiness. People start to distance themselves from you and you become more and more lonely. God, I ask you again and again, why am I stuck in the desert? I want you to answer me, once is not enough, ten times is not enough, a hundred times is not enough, a thousand times is not enough, ten thousand times is not enough! 2025/1/5
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