Gente Stories

Ivory Skye never planned on going to the pool party. Loud people, unfamiliar places, and being surrounded by strangers was already enough to make her nervous - let alone the possibility of slipping into little space around people who wouldn't understand. But when her best friend drags her to a summer party hosted by three people who somehow see right through her walls, Ivory finds herself caught between fear and comfort for the very first time. Freya is calm and grounding, Evie is warm and impossible not to love, and Max is teasing in a way that makes Ivory's face burn every time she looks at her. What starts as one overwhelming summer night slowly turns into something softer: late-night cuddles, quiet reassurance, and a home Ivory never realized she needed. But learning how to be cared for is a lot harder than it looks - especially for a girl who's spent her whole life trying not to be "too much." ♡

Some love stories don't begin with grand confessions-they begin with stolen glances across a classroom, shared smiles, and silent promises. Their journey started during intermediate, when two young hearts unknowingly found their forever in each other. What seemed like an innocent teenage crush slowly blossomed into a love strong enough to withstand time, misunderstandings, family expectations, and countless struggles to maintain a secret. Life tested them at every step, but every obstacle only strengthened the bond they refused to let go of. Through hope, and unwavering faith, they proved that true love isn't about a perfect journey-it's about choosing each other, every single time. A heartwarming tale of first love, endless patience, and a promise that lasted until "we married." Because some love stories are written by fate... and completed with forever. ❤️♾️

❝Matame resaca hija de puta, ya que el amor no pudo❞ todos los derechos reservados 2018

es para una prueba de lenguaje y si eri pulento leela

La vida, tan frágil, que la hemos morir, romperse, y no nos importa.

quienes somos y quienes queremos ser con el precio a pagar

A ver si vosotros las personas divertidas podéis con estos retos

Empiezo esta historia sin demasiado rumbo, con la idea de hablar a quien me quiera escuchar, compartir pensamientos, ideas, mi visión del mundo, mi vida. Bienvenidos.

Story about a coffee thief, is she an addict? Or is it love for coffee that drives her? There is always a thin line between love and addiction. Please take time to leave comments of criticism in the comments section, it will help me improve on things as this is my first book.

She had his eyes on her from the very beginning and he knew that she was his

A história se passa na cidade de Connecticut e conta a história de Samantha uma garota de poucos amigos e que está passando pela difícil fase no final da adolescência. em seu diário ela retrata acontecimentos no seu dia a dia ao lado de sua melhor e única amiga próxima Mia e também a relação com seus pais pouco presentes em sua vida . até que num dia nada comum sua melhor amiga mia lhe apresenta o seu primo Rendy um garoto misterioso com pouco senso de humor. Aos poucos ambos começam a se sentir atraídos um pelo outro mas rendy já avisa que não quer nada sério com ela então ela decidi desistir dele . Com o passar do tempo Samantha começa a desconfiar do comportamento bipolar de Rendy até descobrir que ele tem envolvimento com problemas do passado com sua família o que pode colocar a vida de Samantha em risco.

Hoy escribo esta historia que llevo guardada durante mucho tiempo. Es una historia triste, de un amor a medias, de esos que te hacen tocar el cielo con las manos pero en cada beso, secretamente, te inyectan veneno. Es difícil encontrar un buen punto para empezar a contarla pero supongo que el mejor comienzo sería un final...Sí, un final duro y triste, el final de mi vida, el día en que decidí que no quería vivir más...

Una vez me puse a pensar " ¿ Sera que toda la gente es así como o yo , o yo estoy algo loca ?" Me puse a observar a gente desconocida y lamentablemente descubrí que estoy algo loca jejeje ( a un que desde un principio ya lo sabia . Lee para saber si eres de l@s mi@s o eres "normal".

One-shot story Romance and Tragic<3

This is a compilation of my stories, and are all based from the author's creative mind. I consider writing as a way of expressing myself. Moving on is something easier said than done. I have created this compilation to collect my thoughts whenever I find myself thinking of those I have cherished. This is dedicated to you, may your heart be as kind and as pure evermore. And if by chance you can't bring yourself to say what you wanted to, whisper it to the wind, and let it speak for you. This is dedicated to us, and our voiceless hearts.

Como el papel que todo puede ser...

Cosas, que nadie se salva de hacer y que tarde o temprano, llega a hacerlas. Además de: *Cosas Random *Clichés *Típicos Y una que otra frase. Bien, en si todos son sinónimos pero da igual. :P

Pequeños retazos de realidad.

A personal letter to my boy

Hay miles de razones porque las personas cambian, se decepcionan, se alejan, la mayoría de las veces la gente no perdona, pero otras si, aun que sean por motivos horribles, no todo se debe mezclar con el odio.