Josephine Bellarose
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Concluida jue, may 19, 20161h 18m
Have you ever heard the true story of the Grim Reaper?
I know you may think he is just a monster who claims the souls of the dead, but the true story, the one you have probably never heard before, is about a boy who loved a girl with all his heart and who couldn't bear to loose her.
This story is about trust, honesty, passion and above all, undying love.
So dear reader, sit back and read this story based on fact.
There will be joy, compassion, heartbreak and loss.
But as you yourself may know, when finding the truest form of love we must sometimes experience pain.
This is the story of Adam Grimley and Josephine Bellarose and the love they had for each other and how still to this day, their love surpasses death.
** contains sexual material and some violence.
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Waiting for his 'LOVE' | ✔
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Meant To Be His [MTBS #1] | ✓
• BOOK 1 IN MEANT TO BE SERIES • • COMPLETED • • STANDALONE • ~ "I was never yours." I retorted angrily. "Oh sweetheart. You were always mine. You belong to me. Only me." He told me smugly. "Once I made a mistake but now that I have realised you can never escape me. I will make you mine by hook or by crook and you know Reyansh Malhotra never loses. He gets what he wants." He told looking straight into my eyes and I know I can never escape. I am stuck with him forever. And I also knew that I was MEANT TO BE HIS! Forever. ~ He's cruel. She's kind. He's ruthless. She's innocent. He does not believe in love and thinks that love is just a weakness and it totally and completely ruins you. He is allergic to love and only knows how to play around. Although she does not believe that life is a fairytale and there would be a Prince Charming who would be waiting for her, she believes in love and love is not only a weakness but it can also be a strength. Who knew one accidental text would change their life. It's not quite necessary that only opposites attract. Right? ~ Warning : Contains strong language. Read at your own risk. • All the pictures and media used in the book do no belong to me. They belong to their respective owners and creators and are used for representational purposes only. • Thank you for reading. Amazing cover made by : @YoungFantasizer Started on : 24.05.2017 Completed on : 07.05.2018Concluida
~Trust Me ~
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FEEL ME
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"Some truths don't set you free. They set you on fire." They told me not to open that book. They warned me with stories-old, crusty ones-about madness, about secrets best left untouched. They said the library's far wing was cursed. That the books in that section didn't whisper wisdom-they screamed. But curiosity has a strange way of settling into your bones, especially when you've lived your entire life inside walls built from someone else's truths. My name? It doesn't matter-not yet. This story isn't about names. It's about what was forgotten deliberately. And how I found it. I wasn't born a rebel. I didn't want to challenge kingdoms or rewrite history. I just wanted to understand who I was, why I felt out of place, and what those strange dreams meant. The ones with burning skies and voices calling me by a name no one else knew. This isn't a tale of heroes and villains. It's messier than that. It's about a girl who found a truth so big, it didn't fit into her world. And maybe-just maybe-it won't fit into yours either. But I'll tell it anyway. Because stories like this-whispers like these-were never meant to stay silent. Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), events, or locales is purely coincidental. The stories in this book are designed to entertain, provoke thought, and explore a range of emotions and themes. They do not intend to offend or represent any belief system, historical accuracy, or cultural narrative in a literal way. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form without the prior written permission of the author.
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