Loveu Stories

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A girl name y/n who is going to marry a mafia but fall in love with an idol kim taehyung. Taehyung an idol who y/n loves but he love other girl .do taehyung loved y/n back or she have to marry a devil mafia forcefully? Let's find out!!!! This is my second book ⚠️it's contains smut 🔞🔞🔞 Cover by @xremiaxd Start : 10 November 2020 End:

Story about me and one other person that is important in my life to me.

it's about a girl who wants to play football but they tells her no because she is a girl and she is a nerd but she get a boyfriend who is not a nerd and she starts to play football

This story is with a young teenager whos parent died when she was really young and eversince then she was seeking for love.

There is angst well the story began when the dark and light fought one of the dark's son went into the light the dark found out and killed him lucuis didn't know his own son was a traitor harry was in pain when he saw the scene and planned to have revenge personality doesn't match there personality in the books or movies :)

An one shot.... Revenge-- not only meant for boys....but also girls..... Till now u would have read that Mafia Queen falls for an innocent boy or becomes obsessed for an innocent boy....but....but what if the mafia queen used the innocent boy to take revenge.... Can he tolerate her tortures.... Will she realise he is innocent.... Can he escape from her clutches.... Will she fall for him.... what is the revenge for....only she knows...but everyone helps her to get her revenge and becomes a part of his sufferings.... peep into know more.... it will have some mature scenes but not too much....

About me and my boyfriend

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When I first saw you , I was afraid to talk to you . When I first talked to you , I was afraid to like you . When I first liked you , I was afraid to to LOVE you . Now that I Love You , I was afraid to love you .

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This is a 5sos book I'm not a fan of then but I love making books about famous people I hope you like his and if you smile or laugh at any point please like and share and my name is chloe and this is my first book

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I saw him, right there, in the chair. Pretty old-school. "Welcome." Was all he said, with his cold, blue lips. An unclear, blur face expression, with an empty smile. I held my breath. Stared into his grey eyes, his sharp appearance, his narrow look staring at my face. I were starting to feel a slight emote of regret; But there was no turning back now. He touched his chin, raising up from his classy chair. "You can leave now." As a deep, confidental voice took place in my memory; His "guards", obeyed. "What do you want?" I couldn't keep myself quiet anymore. I had to know what the hell was going on. "Jaina, Jaina. Calm down. We have lots of time." Patiently, he whispered and touched the golden, dusty clock resting on his wrist. I could feel anger flooding through my veins; I couldn't wait anymore. "I need to know! You can't j-" As my statement remained unfinished, I could feel a strict grab in my shoulders. Brown gloves covered my mouth. I felt shock, pressure. I screamed, but the physical power was too strong. As I saw his sinister smile, his confident eyes, I knew that he wouldn't regret any harm. He was a stonecold, sick betrayer. I never should've trusted him. The attackers were able to carry the unwillingly me into a dark, unclean room; What are they going with me? Panic is flooding through my veins, shock trying to paralyze my limbs. I feel weak for being such a scaredycat; But the strange image of an extremely bad happending kept popping up in my mind. Even though, it was obvious. But the panic they stimulated in me, was just all plain weird. A white room, an open, hospital-like door in the distance; My sight caught parts of a white man. Bald skull, black casual glasses and a strict, blue tie with a checkered pattern. As they carried me into the room, my eyes were glued to a big concern; The man's suit was covered in blood, similar to the dirty floor. He stepped against me, a syringe in his hand. "It's ok." Then, everything.. black.