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INTERTWINED PERFECTION {Currently Editing}

cuddlebear1amor

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Parts 65
Time 6h 33m

cuddlebear1amor

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"No matter what happened to you back then Rufi, there ain't no thing dark about you. You are an Angel. My angel" his words....

She was raped in her thirteenth year of life, she was banished from her home. Rufina Brown loses her luxury life in a moment. She now has to survive on her own in a strange land.


He was trained to mingle with the rich, never with the poor, yet this young damsel makes him feel things he had never felt before.

													She needs him.........
													He needs her...........
They are intertwined.All Rights Reserved

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Against All Odds by michelle18uzoma

"What is your name? " he enquired with a staid expression. Obi's eyes roamed around still trying to ascertain the safety of their current surrounding. Her lips were still quivering out of shock and her breathing distorted. "Obiukwu" She finally let out still battling with unsteady breathing. He adjusted the cuff of his pristine white shirt and helped her up. "For a girl with a boy's name you certainly do not think like one. Usually when a female dog comes after you, you don't run towards her young puppies, you run far away from them". She adjusted her pleated skirts which had been torn while she ran frantically from the enraged beast. This boy's words were rather insulting but she swallowed any form of insult that would have ensued especially from his reminder of the stereotype that had been carved out from her name . A simple act of gratitude, for he had been her savior. Was he not a dunce for thinking that way?. She knew a lot of moronic boys and her cousin Chukwudi was the ideal example. The dog had run at the sound of his command. She walked away from him slowly hoping to see Sandra somewhere close. "Hey! You owe me a thank you and something else". She ignored him and kept walking.She hated dogs and arrogant rich boys! "My name is Obiefune!" Obiukwu stopped for a brief moment and yelled back at him "thank you! ". Obiukwu, a young selfless girl is forced to choose between love and duty when life hurls misfortunes at her. Does she end up with her first love Obiefune even when the odds are against them? Find out by clicking on that read button😊 Remember to vote, comment and share ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ All rights reserved © 2019 @nwagbaramichellenwaonu (Michelle 18Uzoma). Top Rankings #32 Wattpadromance 28/07/2019 #36 Tales 12/08/2019 #start:May/02/ 2019 #Stop:August /09/2019

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This Story Mostly Told from Dante & Aurelia's POV " I wasn't looking for love. Not after Annalisa. Not after what she turned me into. On the outside, I'm still Dante De Luca, cold, controlled, from one of Rome's wealthiest families. But inside? I'm barely holding together the pieces she didn't break. Then came Aurelia. Her laugh. Her eyes. The way she says my name like it means something. She's Annalisa's Best friend. And Worse... she's taken. But when I'm with her... I feel like me again. Not the version everyone expects. Just Dan.. the name only she calls me. She should stay away I should walk away But I can't Because when she looks at me like that I'd set the whole world on fire just to hold her once more. This isn't the kind of love people forgive. It's the kind that burns. But some things... are worth burning for.

"Mi Never Deserve Dis Life"-- A Jamaican Teenage Story by Thiathestoryteller

From she a 7, Arielle face pain. Her real father dead in a car accident-he was her safety net. Her mother spiral into depression, and not long after, bring een a new man-Trevor. From she turn 11, Trevor start fi watch her too hard, and touch her when her mother nah look. By the time she a 13, she get bullied bad at school because she poor and quiet. No one know what she really going through at home. At 14, she find out she pregnant-but she too shame, too scared fi talk. Her mother accuse her of being "slack" and "looking man." She beg her mother fi believe her, but she sickly and weak-minded, and she side wid Trevor. They beat her. They run her out. Arielle get help from an old church sister who give her shelter. But when she try reach out again-her mother dead from cancer, and Trevor disappear. Arielle now haffi raise a child, heal her trauma, and figure out if she can love or even trust anybody again.

IN THE NAME OF DESIRE: a prayer unfinished by griinblog

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$DEPTH OF PAIN{completed} by bettie_butter_$

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Against All Odds

"What is your name? " he enquired with a staid expression. Obi's eyes roamed around still trying to ascertain the safety of their current surrounding. Her lips were still quivering out of shock and her breathing distorted. "Obiukwu" She finally let out still battling with unsteady breathing. He adjusted the cuff of his pristine white shirt and helped her up. "For a girl with a boy's name you certainly do not think like one. Usually when a female dog comes after you, you don't run towards her young puppies, you run far away from them". She adjusted her pleated skirts which had been torn while she ran frantically from the enraged beast. This boy's words were rather insulting but she swallowed any form of insult that would have ensued especially from his reminder of the stereotype that had been carved out from her name . A simple act of gratitude, for he had been her savior. Was he not a dunce for thinking that way?. She knew a lot of moronic boys and her cousin Chukwudi was the ideal example. The dog had run at the sound of his command. She walked away from him slowly hoping to see Sandra somewhere close. "Hey! You owe me a thank you and something else". She ignored him and kept walking.She hated dogs and arrogant rich boys! "My name is Obiefune!" Obiukwu stopped for a brief moment and yelled back at him "thank you! ". Obiukwu, a young selfless girl is forced to choose between love and duty when life hurls misfortunes at her. Does she end up with her first love Obiefune even when the odds are against them? Find out by clicking on that read button😊 Remember to vote, comment and share ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ All rights reserved © 2019 @nwagbaramichellenwaonu (Michelle 18Uzoma). Top Rankings #32 Wattpadromance 28/07/2019 #36 Tales 12/08/2019 #start:May/02/ 2019 #Stop:August /09/2019