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Antonella Valerie solo quería sobrevivir. A sus 18 años, perdió a sus padres, su rumbo y casi a sí misma. Su vida cambió cuando comenzó a bailar en un club, donde nadie veía más allá de las luces... excepto él. Junior, en medio de su propia oscuridad, la notó por lo único que ella no sabía esconder: lo que su alma transmitía. Ninguno buscaba amor, pero el destino decidió cruzarlos justo cuando ambos estaban rotos... y a veces, dos heridas juntas pueden empezar a sanar.

They say that paper is more patient than people. ​It doesn't flinch when you pour your darkest truths onto it. It doesn't judge the way your handwriting shakes when you write a name you aren't supposed to love. It just sits there-white, silent, and willing to carry the weight of a heart that is too heavy to beat on its own. ​For Jimin, these letters were his sanctuary. A place where a poor boy could be a prince, and where his silent devotion didn't feel like a crime. He thought that by locking his heart in a drawer, he was keeping it safe. ​He didn't realize that a secret is only a sanctuary until someone else finds the key. ​Now, the ink is bleeding. The words that used to be his comfort have become his cage. Because in a world of silver spoons and cold hearts, love isn't a gift-it's a debt. And some debts are paid in bruises, in silence, and in the slow, agonizing surrender of a soul that no longer belongs to itself. ​Not all love leaves warmth... sometimes, it only leaves a mark." 💔Trigger warnings: Emotional manipulation, mental health struggles, trauma, and morally grey characters. Read with your own risk. ✨ Slow-burn. Dark romance and one boy trying to find his worth between the hugs and the kisses. A jikook ff ⚠️ this story line is full of toxicity and explicit things so if you are sensitive to this kind of stuff then avoid.

when choi yeonjun, who's desperately clutching onto his childlike wonder but is forced to grow up too fast, falls for choi beomgyu, a carefree spirit incredibly infatuated with the childhood he couldn't have. - a yeongyu fanfic.

Sara was just trying to get home on a cold December evening. She wasn't supposed to stop. She wasn't supposed to care. And she definitely wasn't supposed to meet him. Noah had everything - looks, money, a perfect life from the outside. Except... He felt nothing. No dreams. No fear. No reason to stay. Until one stubborn, warm-hearted girl refused to walk away. What starts as a single moment on a snowy bridge slowly turns into something neither of them expected - a fragile connection that begins to thaw the ice around Noah's heart... and shake Sara's world in ways she never saw coming. But some winters don't melt easily. And some boys hide storms deeper than snow. Will her warmth be enough... or will his winter consume them both?

ini kisah tentang sebagian hidup saya tentang anak yang kurang kasih sayang orang tua dan percintaan. @naupalzibransyah

Where chaos meets disorder.

"I don't want you to fall in love with me" "Shut the fuck. You know that people can't control how they are feeling." "Just try please, don't do that to yourself" I pray your life is sweet you fucker. But I won't cry myself to sleep like a sucker. Authors Note: I am writing this just to take this from mind. This are storys that I made up in my mind and didn't know how to tell them. I appreciate every reader. Have fun reading♡

the cliché, the rich, popular girl befriends the shy, unpopular boy. (calum fic)

He llorado sin derramar una lágrima. He gritado en completo silencio. He muerto estando vivo. He sonreído a los que desean verme mal... y a los demás también. ¿Alguna vez lo has pasado tan mal que ni siquiera podías llorar? ¿Qué ya no te quedaban más lágrimas? La vida de Alessandro de Luca no lo había tratado bien. ¿Cómo reaccionará cuando se encuentre a una chica que le desdibujará todos los planes?

Mengapa banyak author cerita yang kerap menjadikan seorang lelaki tampan bak pangeran Persia sebagai karakter utama? Kurang ajar betul! Pria yang wajah nya pas pasan tentu meringis membacanya. Kelompok pria bertampang pas-pasan ini (pas-pasan maksudnya lebih mirip manusia daripada monyet) biasanya bujang lapuk, jomblo karatan, atau anak kos yang kere. Mereka juga terkadang memiliki tinggi badan yang mengharukan. Sehingga banyak bidang profesi yang terang terangan mendiskriminasi mereka. Dalam sebuah cerita fiksi pun mereka biasanya nongol sebagai karakter figuran. Sungguh dunia kejam sekali! Tapi entah mengapa, tak ada angin atapun badai, Tony, salah satu pria pas-pasan itu tampil ke panggung utama sebagai karakter utama. Ia hadir untuk memperjuangkan hak asasi pria pas-pasan. Sungguh terharu aku melihat perjuangan yang sangat mulia itu. Ku harap engkau berhasil kawan.

The first few chapters are rhymes showing flashbacks of Jace's life. After these, it will be a regular story. I wrote this a while ago. It's angsty. Be warned. Will update when I can!

"They are all innocent until proven guilty. But not me. I am a liar until I am proven honest." ― Louise O'Neill, Asking For It When He confesses to his school that he's been raped, who is to be believed and who is lying through their teeth? The boy who is the best pitcher in the state could never be over powered, by a woman at that. He had to like it, no matter how many times he said no or bit back his tears. Boys are supposed to be built of cold and hard steel, but this boy is pure glass, waiting to shatter. Boys are never supposed to shatter, they can't even dent . They feel nothing, not even pain. Then he is not a boy. **Warning, book contains rape, self harm, depression and more. Can be triggering to many, read at your own risk.**

-Luego de suicidarte, alejarme de ti no es una opción.-

"All because I wasn't her". The story of a girl confessing all her darkest thoughts and feelings inside a small journal. And a boy who has to live with the fact that she's not longer there. ( Legit suck ass when it comes to these thingys. But hey, let's see where this thing goes, shall we?) :)) *please vote 💋

Ironic how he believed in living so much that he forgot to live.

hi I still exist :D I don't even post on Wattpad anymore except for Mute Love (Which I barely update as well) so have this as an apology- Yes, this was a random idea after literal weeks of not having any motivation to either write or draw No, this is not a full story and is in fact just a mini idea (and 100% spoiling my absolute weakness towards the whole "bakugo does in fact love his shitty hair" trope) and N o I didn't proofread this but do I proofread regularly like I should anyway? :) Let's leave that unanswered- This was posted on Ao3, originally! No TWs (Trigger Warnings) aside from mentions of near-death of a main character. Uhhh enjoy? (Let'sPretendIDidn'tJustDisappearOkayByeeeeee)

short descriptions of how I feel, but it's composed of quotes.

He was dark. Distant. A griefing force behind a wall of violence and sarcasm, bound to a promise. And she knew he was danger, she knew he was hurt but there was no way she wouldn't break down those walls. To be his lover, his friend, his playmate. ♡

"Aku tidak pernah membenci orang yang menusuk hatiku dengan pisau tajamnya. Namun, aku membenci diriku sendiri yang secara sadar telah menuntunnya untuk menusuk lebih dalam lagi tanpa berpikir bahwa tubuhku tidak kuat menahan perihnya." ~Shafira Angkara. "Kufikir mawar akan selalu indah selamanya, ternyata ada saja hama yang datang merusaknya."~ Author Vii;) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Start: 10 April 2023 End: -