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Ébauche

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Reads 92
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Parts 3
Time 7m

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[Sketches Of You] 

One love lost, another reclaimed. 
Her fingers memorized every curve as her heart never wanted him to be forgotten.

#386 Short Story 11/05/16
Cover by : @plushybearAll Rights Reserved

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Meant to be His (COMPLETED!) by Ravin17Stone

"Her second chance To fall in love with him for the first time" Widowed on her wedding day, the sweet and beautiful Amber is left feeling cold inside. She is heart-broken and utterly disappointed in life. First her mother died, then her sister and now Dylan. Left with a loving father and her 1 year old niece, and without any money, she is barely able to make both ends meet. Waking up in the morning seems like a torture, breathing and living seems difficult without Dylan beside her...but she needs to go on for her niece and her dad. But they say everything has a reason and some things are just meant to be! And when God takes something away from you, it's because he is emptying your hands for you to receive something better...or may be someONE better in this case!! Read to find out!!! EDITED CHAPTERS 1-23! (Minor editing) #257 in romance as of 12/03/2017 #216 in romance as of 9/04/2017 #174 in romance as of 16/04/2017 #104 in romnace as of 21/04/2017 #90 in romance as of 26/07/2017 (My first double digit ranking 😍)

Love, Maybe? by simply_butterflies_

The sound of pencil strokes filled the silence, a quiet rhythm against the weight of unspoken words. "I don't even like him." The sketchbook lay open, pages curled at the edges, filled with lines she never meant to draw. His face stared back at her-smudged, incomplete, yet unmistakably him. She sighed, pressing the tip of the pencil against his sketched smile. It wasn't fair. She turned the page. Now, in a crowded university hallway, he leaned against the wall like he belonged there. "Still pretending you don't care?" Rivan's voice held a smirk, but his eyes said something else. She hated that she knew the difference. "He was my childhood tutor. Now, he's my classmate. If this is fate, I want a refund." A flicker of silver caught her eye-the handmade guitar pick spinning between his fingers. Her guitar pick. She had made it without thinking. Had given it away without knowing. Hadn't expected it to find its way to him. He was laying down, staring at the guitar plectrum (pick) above in his hands. His fingers closed over it. "I wonder if she knows she already picked my heart." The paper crinkled beneath her grip, her unfinished sketch staring back at her. "Tell me, Nitya..." The whisper lingered like an unfinished melody. "What am I to you?" ─── ･｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ｔｒｏｐｅｓ • Childhood frenemies to lovers. • Friends to lovers. • College mates to lovers. ° He fell first and harder. ° Slow burn. ° Long Distance. ° unrequited ° soft romance ° Bestfriend ArchitectxMusician

THE VOWS (Completed) by RomanticCrap

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Echoed Whispers of Love by thaliahbridget

Mazi thinks everything is fixable given the right tools and time, just not herself. She's irreversibly broken, incomplete, a lost cause. Living in the grey area of not quite dead but not really living, she's the perfect definition of a paradox. Gray is her contradiction. He sees life through more than the lens of black and white. Only living enough to make it through each day. Get up, fix cars, work a second job, sleep, rinse, repeat. Maybe what they need is a little spice in their lives; maybe what they need is a match lit under their asses. "I hate how I noticed the small details, like the slight dusting of freckles below his eyes and across his nose... His eyes. His eyes made me feel like they could see right through me. It was a combination of alarming and mesmerizing. There is no other way to describe him other than intense. My abysmal past with men should be enough to scare me off, to go to any cost to avoid him. It has done exceptionally well in spooking me off the footpath leading to disaster with men every single time, nearly. This time appears to be the exception. I hate that. He is the epitome of the fine line between hate and love. I take that back, I just love to hate him. The way he speaks to me only makes my anger flare. The way he looks at me makes my body temperature rise." Read more to follow their whirlwind romance, healing traumas, and the mending of hearts they didn't break. Update every week!

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INSANE COUPLE (Completed) by RomanticCrap

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Lost Love by fire_fairyland

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Paper Flowers by RandomKaahani

Featured by @Romance .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. "Why do you make these paper flowers?" He asked, looking at her through the mirror. "They don't wither like the real ones." She replied, aligning the entire bunch of paper flowers. "But they don't have the fragrance." He politely challenged her. He was a soldier. Chivalrous was his middle name. "These paper flowers, they stay with you for as long as you want. You don't really have to throw them away like people discard the real ones. They pluck them for the fragrance and colors. But once that fades, they throw it away." She said, finally looking up at him. "Not everyone!" He added almost immediately, taking one more step forward. It could be his height or his longer stride, or maybe the room was too small as it only took him two steps to reach her. "Yeah! Of course! Exceptions are there, like poets and people in love." She walked in a different direction, putting those flowers on the table. He rolled his eyes with a defeated sigh. She was a teacher. Arguing with her was as futile as making a sand castle on a seashore. "You know, gone is the era when people used to preserve the flowers of their loved ones. We don't have people like that anymore!" She said as she faced him. "We don't have that kind of love anymore." He said looking straight into her eyes. She held his gaze through the mirror for a while, trying to read through him. "I agree." Murmuring under her breath, she turned around. Taking a deep breath, watching her retreating figure, he brought out his favorite poetry book from the shelf. After he was sure she was not looking, he ruffled through the pages till he found a dried Hibiscus. The very same one which had fallen from her bag when he first saw her. With a small smile, he cautiously caressed the petals. He closed the book with a fond sigh and found her looking at him. She couldn't hold his gaze for long and looked down, crimson covering her cheeks. He shook his head with a chuckle.

SOUL DORM by ezgi_caglar

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Meant to be His (COMPLETED!)

"Her second chance To fall in love with him for the first time" Widowed on her wedding day, the sweet and beautiful Amber is left feeling cold inside. She is heart-broken and utterly disappointed in life. First her mother died, then her sister and now Dylan. Left with a loving father and her 1 year old niece, and without any money, she is barely able to make both ends meet. Waking up in the morning seems like a torture, breathing and living seems difficult without Dylan beside her...but she needs to go on for her niece and her dad. But they say everything has a reason and some things are just meant to be! And when God takes something away from you, it's because he is emptying your hands for you to receive something better...or may be someONE better in this case!! Read to find out!!! EDITED CHAPTERS 1-23! (Minor editing) #257 in romance as of 12/03/2017 #216 in romance as of 9/04/2017 #174 in romance as of 16/04/2017 #104 in romnace as of 21/04/2017 #90 in romance as of 26/07/2017 (My first double digit ranking 😍)