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"you are staring instead of painting that is not what we agreed on  "
"I have to "
"what??? you wont even deny it???"
"why would I ?? its the truth"
O M G he is coming closer  beiyna think of something my god !!!! what can I do???
as justin moves  closer to me while sit there on the stool as if waiting for something  men!!!!!!! what is it now???? please let it not be serious ?? as he approaches me he looks straight into my eyes , I try my very best to look away but some how mine are fixed at his to what in hell is happening IAll Rights Reserved

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Beautifully Broken by reychellemoira

"I'm tired." I whisper, my voice breaking. "I can't do this anymore. It's too much." He pulls me closer and holds me as he always does. "You're a strong girl. People look up to you, Mina. You'll get through this, okay? You're not alone. You're a beautiful girl and you have us." I shake my head. "If ever I am, I'm just another pretty girl that's broken inside." He holds me tighter and I feel his chin resting on my head as I break down in his arms. "Well, I guess you're beautifully broken then." I sob, my body heaving at the pain, wondering how he always sees beauty in an ugly broken girl. *** Just a little warning. Though there are no graphic or detailed pictures in the story, this is a story based on a school project I had on human trafficking and abuse. Thank you for reading. (not edited. Thanks for reading:)

Hello August, Please Be Good To Me by mynameisdeviblaire

I look out into the parking lot and squint to make sure I'm not going crazy. Walking up with a bouquet of flowers is Justin. He's wearing a muscle tee, and my eyes settle on the part of his tattoo that's not covered up by the plastic holding the flowers. When he reaches me, I feel my face heat up and before I can say anything, he hands me the yellow roses. "I think we need a do over, and I'm not letting you go. But um...here's to friendship until then. If you'll accept." He looks so flustered and unsure of himself as I eye the flowers but don't take them immediately. It takes a long time for me to both find my voice and lose my pride. Finally I do something neither of us expect, and hug him by his neck. "Okay," I whisper, and don't let go.

Not a Love Story by simply_starry

(Exactly what it sounds like. It's really not a love story. ) "Do you like me?" You're straight forward I forget that sometimes. I open the drink and look at it as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. I sigh, it's a habit now, and take a gulp. "So?" You ask again. I put the drink on a table next to your bed and sit properly. "I don't know." I say honestly. You didn't seem fazed but you did seem a bit confused. "What do you mean you don't know?" I shrug and decide that the floor is the next best thing to look at. "I like you." I laugh at this and see you don't. "Don't say that. You don't like me. You don't." I say as my smile fell and I looked to your eyes, mine were filled with sadness. But enjoy the book :)

Habibi(my love) of my life by writterFA

Amirah khan ~ Jack william. I went to the kitchen and was plating some fruits and i was able to sense that someone was standing behind me and was staring. I knew who it was so i didn't turn around, i was doing my work. I asked "how many hours you're going to stare at me?" "Not hours or minutes but my whole life" he said while walking towards me. I turned around and said "stop, be in your limits dont come any closer" "Yeah i know, i will not do anything which is going upset you, and i know i am not allowed to touch you" he said while staring at me with an affectionate smile on his face By his behaviour i was getting doubts and i wanted to clear it. "So you are the one right, who was sending notes to me?" I asked with doubtful look on my face. "Yeah ofcourse, it is me and it can't be someone else.... If someone else will send you something,.. they are not going to live their lives peacefully" he said he's eyes were intense. ~•-------•~ Enough of spoilers if you want to know what happens next and how Amirah will overcome all the challenges of her life then read the story :).

Sun and Moon by Dance_witme134340

I was sitting on the beach staring at the Pacific Ocean through swollen, bleary eyes when I first saw him. If I had the troubles of the world on my shoulders, this guy was my polar opposite. He strolled down the beach, almost skipping while humming, like he didn't have a single care in the world. Highest Rankings: #1 in btshoseok #1 in btshobi #11 in sunandmoon DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS MATURE (18+) and does include explicit sexual content. Please DO NOT read if you are under 18 years of age. Not appropriate for younger readers. Also includes mention of losing a parent.

my online buddy ✔︎ by satxrnwaves

"I stared at her beautiful caramel skin, her glass skin. Even her freckles were smooth and soft. I'm not sure if other people would classify her as beautiful, but her large blueish gray eyes, the ones that held such intelligent and innocence and serenity, that is was impossible for me not to be held prisoner by them. Her cheekbones weren't high and defined, and her nose was a little too small to be considered perfect to other guys. However, her glorious features kept me captivated. Her lips weren't as I imagined them to be. I expected her to come with makeup on, maybe a little lip gloss, but they were coated with lip balm. I could smell it from here, the sweet scent of mango. She wore her natural hair, or at least I thought it was, and it was pulled into a high messy bun. There were curly baby hairs around her whole head. She wore diamond earrings. I expected her to be dressed up, since that's normally how I perceived girls to be, but she dressed comfortably. She wore a forest green sweatshirt, black tights, and brown Uggs. She might've been kinda creeped out by the way I was looking at her, but she was just so beautiful. She was my world."

Love Misunderstood by SophieLeo03

I only ever met one man I'd call truly noble. He was a man who was misunderstood and worthy of the world, yet everyone saw him differently. That was until I saw his true colours. The more I caught his eye the more he noticed me. We would pass each other, I would always stare a little longer at his back, wondering his story. People used to move out of the hallways if they saw him approaching whereas people would come and talk to me. He kept to himself, I was never alone, he had no friends, I was friends with everyone, I never saw him talk to anyone I spoke to many. we were polar opposites. At least that's what I thought until that day in the library, that is where I will start this story. Everyone is different, I hate the word "different", I much prefer the word unique. Unique is the only way to describe him. This is not just a story about love, it is about helping two souls who act differently but are the same on the inside, it shows the messy parts that aren't shown in movies, the tragedy, and the comedy but most of all the sizzling romance between two broken people who became one. Who is this story about? Caden James. But this is not just his story, It is ours.

Her Sunshine by wrightnichole

"Are you ready?" I ask her with a huge grin knowing what I'm about to do. Calming down she looks at me confused. "Ready for what?" As soon as my tongue touched her face she stopped moving. With one slow motion I licked the little bit of sauce off her cheek, swallowing slowly as I begin to smirk. "Mmm..you're right. It is yummy!" I wink, not taking my eyes off of hers. Her eyes get even wider than they already were and her whole face gets bright red which is freakin' adorable. Now she's laughing, at first not sure if she found it funny or not. She breaks out in a contagious laughter we both can't control. "You really just licked me, didn't you!?!" she says as she finally calms down from laughing so hard. "I could've just rubbed my face all over yours to get even but I like my choice of plan better." I say with a smile that shows all my pearly whites..and of course my dimples I know she can't resist. ********************************************************************************************* MacKenzie Sinclair is a successful woman while hiding her anxiety and traumatic past from everyone around her. Battling her anxiety is harder than she lets people know and she can't open up to anyone that tries to get close. Find out what happens when Trip, a guy who runs into her by chance in a coffee shop, changes everything they both know about love. Even though her first impression of him was terrible he'll do anything he can to make her see he's not just another prick trying to get her attention. Can he save her from her past? Or will he die trying?

Mute love by lamadhu5

You are angry I know, I know I was wrong, I did wrong, if you are mad then hit me, slap me, punch me, hurt me physically, I would bear that, but don't go away from me, it's hurting me internally. " I parted my lips with an exhale, why is he doing this? No one ever said that to me. Not even my so-called fiance. He showed me my mistakes when I was mad but look at this man. " Do you want me to beg?? " I stepped back when his knees touched the ground " I am on my knees " He held both of his ears with between his thumb and index finger of both of his hands. " I am begging you, please " I kept on staring at him and tears gathered in my eyes. He doesn't need to do such things for me, he shouldn't care, he shouldn't give a shit if I am angry. Because even if he gained my forgiveness, it doesn't mean anything , I can't go back to him , why should I? " Why are you staring at me, please say something , Anshika?? " I stepped back, one two three... ... . . After three steps I turned around to run, I can't find a better option at this point, but I could not, when I felt a steel grip on my wrist " Please stop it!! " this is love story of mute girl and heart broken cold man who used to be the sweetest person once

Irresistible by ImmaFrootLoop

I looked up at the man in front of me. He was HOT. But he was also forbidden fruit. He was Alex's brother for God's sake! My boyfriend's brother, none the less. I shouldn't feel at all attracted to him, but the way he was looking at me right now... This wasn't right. He leaned closer though. I was losing all control right then. He pressed his lips to my jaw and my mind went completely blank, like it always does when he was this close. This was wrong. This was wrong. I knew it, but I couldn't bring myself to find the reason. Then it came to me. Alex. Alex would be angry. Now I seemed like a whore. Another kiss, on my neck this time, and another thought slipped away. This is still wrong... Why though? Think Beatrice! Alex came to mind again. Alex came to mind again. I knew there were more reasons than that, but I couldn't think of them at the moment. He moved his lips again, this time peppering kisses across my collarbone and he stopped at the hollow of my throat. I gasped softly. Now my mind was empty. I wasn't even thinking clearly. The only thought that passed my mind was that I wanted more of this. More of him.

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Beautifully Broken

"I'm tired." I whisper, my voice breaking. "I can't do this anymore. It's too much." He pulls me closer and holds me as he always does. "You're a strong girl. People look up to you, Mina. You'll get through this, okay? You're not alone. You're a beautiful girl and you have us." I shake my head. "If ever I am, I'm just another pretty girl that's broken inside." He holds me tighter and I feel his chin resting on my head as I break down in his arms. "Well, I guess you're beautifully broken then." I sob, my body heaving at the pain, wondering how he always sees beauty in an ugly broken girl. *** Just a little warning. Though there are no graphic or detailed pictures in the story, this is a story based on a school project I had on human trafficking and abuse. Thank you for reading. (not edited. Thanks for reading:)