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Shape Of You

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Não sei dois terços da história que ela gosta, só me lembro de um beijo ou dois, talvez, sei que o corpo arrepia quando minhas mãos sobem devagar, e ela adora como a minha boca à conduz. É engraçado como eu começo e ela não consegue parar, isso cabe em qualquer coisa, desde a risada longa até o beijo que eu não lembro. A culpa é sua por ter esse sorriso, ou a culpa é minha por me apaixonar por ele?All Rights Reserved

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MAD WOMAN by catherinethewilliams

My sister has always attracted the wrong crowd who didn't hesitate to take advantage of her meek heart. Right from small, Zikora's naïvety always made me fight with every single one of her 'friends'. I have never been comfortable with any of her so-called friendships. Not even the one she was in at the moment with her new roommate. Funny enough was that I actually liked their relationship. It was pure, true, and more of a sisterhood. For the first time in history, Zikora made a true friend. I inwardly approved of the friendship, when the girl in question, didn't think twice in lunging a frying pan at my little sister's ex-boyfriend. And I know as you're reading this, you may ask yourself, what was my issue then? My issue wasn't with the friendship, but the babe herself. Her appearance reminded me of that Disney princess that had the complexion of a vampire. Snow White, very innocent looking creature. But that girl was the definition of a werey in disguise. Chineke ekwela! And I know you've already started judging me as the problematic character already. I am not problematic, she is. You may begin to think that okay I'm probably overreacting. Oga, Aunty, I am not overreacting. On the first day of meeting her, this babe carried her old fashioned okrika shoe that looked like it suffered for nineteen years, and threw it at the glass of my car while I was driving. Aunty, ha si na hel zipụ gị, ma-ọbụ site n'oké ọhịa ọjọọ dị n'obodo m? {did they send you from hell, or from the evil forest in my village?} That one is her business sha. She should just carry her small bum bum and stay on her own, because she's really getting on my nerves. I don't blame her, because she knows she's fine. That's why she's doing all this bullshit. But all that I know is using the word 'mad' in a sentence, I would say; Biboere Mirabel Madagascar is a MAD WOMAN. Come and fight me.

Killed it! {Reincarnated as A Killer Varient} by coolkidindahood

⪼Beaten up and betrayed, {Name} dies an unfair death because of their best friend. Having their life and their brothers whisked away in a flash. ≫They find that they inhabit a certain skeletons body, trying to live happily before having their murderer breathe down their neck each second. ≫Its up to {Name} to figure out whether they want to join the good side, or the bad one. {"𝙸 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍."} ⧼Reincarnated as Killer sans variant Story!⧽ ⚠︎Warning.1 ! This story contains no ships⚠︎ ✐Simple terms; ✂ Flirts are contained, but will not have any feelings attached to it. ✂Blushing is NOT in a romantic way in any way ✂Physical affection is all platonic. ⚠︎Warning.2 ! This Story contains spelling mistakes, and poor grammar. English is not my native language.⚠︎ {COVER MADE BY ME!!!} __________________________ Ranks; ➫ 19/05/2024 - #1 in; Multiverse. ➫ 15/06/2024 - #1 in; Chara. ➫ 23/12/2024 - #1 in; Badsanses. ➫ 08/01/2025 - #1 in; Undertale. ➫ 24/01/2025 - #1 in; SansAu. __________________________ Started; 03/04/24 Ended; ????

A supposed tyrant's daughter (ACOTAR) by inyourselves

I thought I had died on my way home from work and that the gods had blessed me with a loving father in the afterlife. I was ready to accept that where I now stood was simply an illusion-an afterlife crafted just for me. How could I have known that my soul had traveled to another world? A world inside a book. I must have sinned greatly for the gods to abandon me, leaving me in this hellish place where I have to fight for my life every single day. I have no cousins who see me as family, no mother I can depend on. My home is filled with two-faced faes, and to make matters worse, my father's favorite general has taken it upon herself to act as some kind of mother figure, filled with hatred. The woman whose body I now possess was supposed to be dead. My death should have been the breaking point for my loving father-the event that turned him into a cruel, evil villain for the protagonist to defeat over 100 years later. Now, I am trapped in the book series I had read only because my friend loved it. And I can barely recall key details because I never bothered to read it carefully. It was already a horrible story riddled with many plot holes. And being stuck in it? It's even worse-especially as someone who wasn't even mentioned in the book because she was supposed to die early on. ~.~ This is a transmigration ACOTAR story set before Amarantha was sent as an emissary to Prythian. While the war over slavery has already occurred, I've altered the timeline and some details about the war's history. I also dislike the trope of a "truly evil" villain whose sole purpose is to justify the plot of a war or the extension of a series. With this story, I want to give the villain a backstory-a name and depth-saving him from the same mediocre depiction of a tyrant.

Pure And Innocent Landowner by scribbly_butterfly

It was her fault for killing an ant to death with her own hand. That was why she got 'kidnapped' by this ant spirit to ancient times, then leaving her behind and it went happily with its beloved fiancé! She is a modern woman, and her expertise is not much benefit here. How can she survive in this old era?! Considered as a blessing, on her first day of arrival, she saved a big landlord by her mouth.. In order for him to repay her, he had agreed to her every request. Well, since she can't go back now and there's a rich landlord who can fulfill whatever she needs. She might as well stay and enjoy the privilege of being pampered and spoilt by him── But she never imagined that he actually had other intention behind...

DO YOU REMEMBER ME? (Completed) by skylight_blue

.( only for 17+ ....mature language will be there...so read on your own risk...) This is My story so do not copy it... (\_/) ( °¢° ) .How could it be? When I look at you Faraway memories come back to life It's always like that When I look at you I see the lost memories from you Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me It happens even when I try When I'm in front of you Memories I want to forget come back to life Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me

Staring At The Clouds by JaeH475

**MATURE** ⚠️🔞 "Fuck me" I told him bluntly, his hands falling on my arms only to tightened. "What?" He asked and I leaned against the island. "You heard me" I told him. "I..." "Its what I want" I told him truthfully and in the darkness I could hear him suck his teeth. "I can't just fuck you without a reason behind..." But before he could finish I smacked him hard. ***** My life screamed bad luck in all aspects. Thought black cats carried a curse? Do try me. Broke a glass and thought you're now cursed? Apparently you have not Heard my story? Ever walked under a ladder by accident and your luck went from good to bad? Sorry to dissapoint my dear but I've been walking under ladders for years. Everyday was my friday the thirteenth every since dad left our life when I was only fourteen. Being abandoned by my own mother was nothing a fourteen year old ask for yet it was given to her. Rose bush have thorns they say but my life has been a constant battle every since. MATURED READERS ONLY ;)

Forgotten√ by Ghost_writers_

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Author Becomes Character (Revised version) by ShairaMaeMafe

I woke up in an unfamiliar world, inside a body that wasn't mine. I mean. A realm brimming with magic, dragons, and every fantastical creature I had only dreamed of. Yeah, no big deal, right? At first, I tried to live as normally as possible in this strange new world-*you know, just blend in*-but then, after a life-changing event (read if you wanna know), it hit me: this wasn't just any random world. Nope. It was *the world*. The one I had created in the novel I had been writing back on Earth. How fun is that? I'm now living in the very thing I'd written. And to make it even more interesting? I'm a character who wasn't supposed to exist. My arrival has already started shaking up the plotline like a snow globe, and I'm over here trying to figure out where the heck to even start. So, where do I go from here? Hi guys this is the updated and revised version from the web novel cause I lost access to that account, a lot of things and characters are altered or changed, and Im sorry for the long hiatus.

Queen of Darkness by Juanita3212

Fictional story. When you have been a slave all your life, running and looking over your shoulder is not the way anyone wants to live. But when a girl born into slavery thinks her life cannot get any worse she is suddenly thrown into a different life, one where humans are not the worst monsters out there and she has to not only learn how to survive but how to trive. Hello everyone and thank you for contemplating reading my story. Before you start I would just like to state a few things. Although I have written a few books (Okay 3 books including this one) I mainly write to relax. This is the first time that I will be sharing my writing with others and I have a huge fear of rejections so please be kind in your comments. I welcome all comments even constructive criticism but please don't be nasty about it. Also, Yes you will most definitely find spelling and Grammar mistakes, and I'm apologizing in advance as English is not my first language but I decided to write in English with the hope that my story reaches more readers than it would if I wrote it in my home language of Afrikaans. Having said that I really hope you enjoy the story line and read all the way to the end. This story is a fictional fantasy but contains sex, violence, strong language, rape, abuse, slavery, blood, vampires, warewolved and witches, and reference to slavery and sexual abuse. If you're sensitive about these type of things or you find the above mentioned topics offensive than please do not read any further. If you do enjoy this story please read the follow-up called Hunting Aurora. I have done a lot of research on specific time areas and subject matters and tried to incorporate as much factual info as possible even though all characters are fictional. I do not condole any form of abuse, rape or violence. I would like to thank the people who encouraged me to finally take the next step to upload my work.

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MAD WOMAN

My sister has always attracted the wrong crowd who didn't hesitate to take advantage of her meek heart. Right from small, Zikora's naïvety always made me fight with every single one of her 'friends'. I have never been comfortable with any of her so-called friendships. Not even the one she was in at the moment with her new roommate. Funny enough was that I actually liked their relationship. It was pure, true, and more of a sisterhood. For the first time in history, Zikora made a true friend. I inwardly approved of the friendship, when the girl in question, didn't think twice in lunging a frying pan at my little sister's ex-boyfriend. And I know as you're reading this, you may ask yourself, what was my issue then? My issue wasn't with the friendship, but the babe herself. Her appearance reminded me of that Disney princess that had the complexion of a vampire. Snow White, very innocent looking creature. But that girl was the definition of a werey in disguise. Chineke ekwela! And I know you've already started judging me as the problematic character already. I am not problematic, she is. You may begin to think that okay I'm probably overreacting. Oga, Aunty, I am not overreacting. On the first day of meeting her, this babe carried her old fashioned okrika shoe that looked like it suffered for nineteen years, and threw it at the glass of my car while I was driving. Aunty, ha si na hel zipụ gị, ma-ọbụ site n'oké ọhịa ọjọọ dị n'obodo m? {did they send you from hell, or from the evil forest in my village?} That one is her business sha. She should just carry her small bum bum and stay on her own, because she's really getting on my nerves. I don't blame her, because she knows she's fine. That's why she's doing all this bullshit. But all that I know is using the word 'mad' in a sentence, I would say; Biboere Mirabel Madagascar is a MAD WOMAN. Come and fight me.