Craving Stories

a little poem I wrote about a girl that I like, hope you enjoy!

Chasing a voice that is remembered by just glimpses, tune she could listen in her dreams make it feel that it was real experience of her.....Read the story slowly to find more about it...

Eight gorgeous boys and one girl living together in the same house. It'd probably be heaven to most girls, but to Adelaide Hendricks, it's the total opposite. Who wants to live with eight, obnoxious and pervy hogs who have brain's the size of a peanut? Things are bound to get crazy now. Welcome to Life With the Crawford Boys. It's not the typical everyday life, but it's one where you're heart never stops racing and your minds never stop thinking.

How about I let you in on the one thing i've never shown anyone--my passsion? ----- What will happen when the two of them meet? Will the Europe be ready for what's coming? Are they ready to meet their soulmates after a long long wait?

She works for the MI5. He's her target. She knows. He doesn't. It's mandatory to spend time with him. It's relieving to spend time with her. When Mrs. Collins asks Grace to participate in one of her most lige-threatening missions, she becomes hesitant. The assignment? Tailing none other than Raymond Smith. The MI5 needs more information about his boss, Michael Pearson, the King of Cannabis himself. Raymond's and Grace's paths cross more than once. While she's busy detangling her professional and private life, he's trying to find a scratch on her flawless masquerade.

"I want to kiss you right now" He softly said. I could tell he was nervous from his shaky voice and hands. "Kiss me Harry" I said, tilting my head back. Kiss me. His face neared mine. My heart raced, awaiting the warm feeling of Harry's lips on mine. I needed him now. It was a painfully slow process. His eyes locked on mine as his hair slightly fell in front of his face. My hand went up to it and pulled it away, massaging the back of his head, running my hands through his hair. He smiled and pressed his lips to mine. My eyes closed. My heart sank. This was perfect. He is perfect. -- Thank you all for reading, voting, and commenting! It means the world to me .x you're all honestly the best and I love you all. Please enjoy this fan fic that I've been working on. I hope you love it :) -- *Ongoing Series*

the nights, the sheets, the empty bottles and us

"I long for your voice, Just A Word, Break the silence, This Is So Absurd, To know you're there, But Be Unheard, Behind a wall, Lies Your Heart's Guard. My silence screams louder With Every Day, It's a void, it consumes, An Endless Gray, Echoes of "what if" and "Why?", Sway. Such haunting moments, Come What May."

Ash is tired-of bland omelettes, ancient appliances, and instant noodles pretending to be real food. But somewhere between soft cravings and kitchen chaos, Drew quietly steps in. With melted cheese, a hint of teasing, and gentle love, he gives Ash a taste of something better. A warm, domestic moment wrapped in golden eggs and quiet understanding. 🧀💚🍳

wenty-one-year-old Amara Vance is all sugar, spice, and everything flour. As a talented baker with a heart too big for her own good, her life revolves around perfect pastries and cozy vibes. But one wild night out with her chaotic best friends changes everything. Enter Alessio "The Viper" De Luca-a cold, ruthless, and devastatingly handsome mafia don who rules the city's criminal underworld with an iron fist. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. A single, breathless night of passion that they both promised to forget. But six weeks later, a pink line changes everything. Now, Amara is pregnant with the baby of a man who commands armies, handles bloody violence daily, and has a heart encased in ice. Forced into his dark world for her own protection, Amara is determined to keep her heart safe from the grumpy don. But Alessio is secretly obsessed from the moment he saw her. Can a sweet baker survive the bitter world of the mafia, or will they both burn in the heat of their own desire?

I was never the woman i am today.It seemed that the fearless, beautiful, cheerful, loving woman with me had died. Standing in front of the woman i stare at my reflection. Rough scrapy hairs full of knots. Chapped lips with a gash at the bottom lip at the side. Skin full of cuts. Some new, some old, some had just healed while some where healing them selves. My dress had tattered here and there and to say that still my wardrobe is full of clothes would be an understatement. Because i don't feel like wearing them. I don't because i don't want to wear it for him. I don't want to beautify myself for him. Infact i hate my beauty for attracting him. I fear every evening. When the sunsets. When it becomes dark. When the dog cries letting me know of one thing. That one thing that still gives me goosebumps. Those goosebumps that let my numb body know that i have not yet died out of shock. That shock that filterates my mind in to thinking that much more is to come. That thing. I hate it so much. Do you want to know what it is? "HIS ARRIVAl"

This is not a fairytale. This is not about forever. This is about love in its purest, most dangerous form - the kind that exists without permission, without promises, without possession. I did not write this book to be read. I wrote it because I had no choice. Because when love sets fire to your soul, you either let it consume you in silence... or you carve it into words. These pages are my offering - to the boy who will never be mine, yet will always belong to my love. If you have ever loved without being loved back, if you have ever let go but still carried someone inside you, if you have ever burned in silence... then you will find yourself in these words. This is not just my story. It's yours too.

Emma Roberts has always kept her feelings for her best friend, Miles Reynolds , a closely guarded secret. Every subtle gaze from Miles makes her heart flutter, and every new relationship he starts with another girl shatters it all over again. Being his best friend and the one girl he can't seem to get is already a tough act to maintain. But when they are put under the same roof, Emma's world is turned upside down. Now, Miles is not just her best friend but also her next-room neighbor . As they navigate their new living situation , Emma struggles with her growing, unruly yearnings for him. Will she fight against these feelings, or will she find herself giving in despite the new addition to their little friend group?

She's got different personalities but one heart....she's got emotions waiting to be unleashed...she's like rainbow throwing forth her colors to your faces....Living her life the way she wants is all she crave for and desire...that freedom

My news series the girls guide is for girls only and hopefully it helps you out! There will be many editions this edition is period edition.

In which a socially awkward girl, Craves some watermelon, so she decided to go to the store and buy one, and ends up running into someone.