Flowers of Despair
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Última publicación mié, may 18, 2016
✖ | Brushing my hair away from my forehead, he pressed his lips against my forehead in a kiss that felt cold and distant. The kiss lasted five seconds, but in those five seconds, I wondered if a part of him was lost somewhere in those flowers of despair.
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"Ethan?" He doesn't look at me. "Hey," I say. "I'm sorry," he mumbles. Now I'm getting scared. "For?" I ask. Ethan shakes his head. "That. It wasn't supposed to happen." "The interruption or the kiss?" I ask, hoping he says the interruption. Ethan closed his eyes and ran his hand over his face. "The kiss."Concluida
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Their love story contains a lot of misunderstandings, love, jealousy, possessiveness and ups and downs. Everything changes one by one but one thing stays that is their Obsession for one another. Everyone wanted to seperate them even they also parted their ways but destiny has other plans. What will happen if these enemies to lover and again lover to enemy gets married. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ I did it all over again sweetheart. I don't know how someone can be as dumb as you are. But once again thank you or wait why am I thanking you I should be proud of my manipulative abilities and I have plenty of whores like you drooling over me and you thought I am in love with you. Just go and see your face in the mirror. I hope I don't see your face for the rest of my life and one last thing I hate you...... Goodbye ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ Mr. Raivansh it is better than before. There is nothing to worry about. Now you can go and please don't stretch yourself too much in your workout and gym." " Who told you that I do workout and all." He said while sitting straight. "Your abs and physique says it all." These words slipped from my mouth and I regretted the very next moment. " Sin no. 101 checking out your patient." He chuckled. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ I am asking you for the last time will you marry me willingly or not." " And I am answering you for the last time. I will never ever marry you. Not even if you are the last person in the whole world." " Ok fine then I will marry you ."Concluida
I've Got Your Number
“This is bad . . .” she muttered almost incomprehensively. I must have heard but didn’t actually listen. I tucked her hair behind her ear anyway. I really should have removed my hand. She shouldn’t have looked up with that pretty face of hers. For a moment I searched her eyes and she did mine. She’s not flinching or cursing or complaining. This is a huge improvement. I played with her braid, my eyes still searching her. I really should move back. I really should. . . Oh fuck this. With a light pull of her braid, I kissed her.Concluida
(?)Friend
"I-" She cut me off by pressing her lips firmly into mine. Shit. My best friend was kissing me.Concluida
Deeper Healing
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"Ethan?" He doesn't look at me. "Hey," I say. "I'm sorry," he mumbles. Now I'm getting scared. "For?" I ask. Ethan shakes his head. "That. It wasn't supposed to happen." "The interruption or the kiss?" I ask, hoping he says the interruption. Ethan closed his eyes and ran his hand over his face. "The kiss."
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