Valencia Stories

Summer in Valencia was supposed to be Ivy's fresh start. Instead, she finds herself working alongside the man who broke her heart five years ago. Elias believes their reunion is fate, Ivy isn't so sure. Especially because she's hiding a secret that could change everything. Is it love, or longing for the life they never got the chance to have?

Leto vo Valencii prinesie Ivy viac, ako len prácu - je donútená pracovať s jej ex, ktorý jej pred rokmi zlomil srdce. No nikto netuší, že Ivy skrýva veľké tajomstvo. Je to láska, či nostalgia?

Esto serán one shot o escenarios ficticios de situaciones de todos los personajes de ysblflhc

He wanted her, he had her, he fucked up. And she has no choice, but to stay.

Algo oscuro e inexplicable está sucediendo en un pequeño barrio de Valencia a finales del siglo XIX.

Dying so soon was not what I wanted to do, but I became an angel. I loved my job but there is some many new problems I must face. Vampires... Cupid... Fallen angels... Everything else that could go wrong... Romance maybe... This would be one hell of a ride. Fallen angels were about the opposite of us, so I think you can imagine how that would work out. Having all these problems thrown at you is hard alone, but who is gonna help me? Or worse just ruin it. Will I die trying or will evil prevail and good will fall? Or vice versa?

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If you study abroad, you should probably lie to your boyfriend. AJ and I have always had this animal attraction, 'I want to throw you against the wall and lick ice cream off you' sorta thing. But I wasn't sure how he felt, so I told him all the details about living in Spain. Kissing boys with chocolate eyes and salty lips, sleeping in train stations, accepting dates with wealthy diplomats so I could have a decent meal. I shouldn't have told AJ, and I shouldn't tell you now. But I'm going to. This time, I'm doing it right. I'm sharing my diaries along with the letters I wrote AJ, so you can see it wasn't all fun and games. I was a million miles from my family and friends. It got lonely. It got dark. Here's the retelling of my study abroad in Spain. I'm Holly Fricklesnap. And this is one of my delusions of glamour.

"Who am I?" I growl at my so called parents. All my life I have been lied to. For the past 21 years, I have been lied to. Who am I? Is Washington my real brother? And if he wasn't, it would explain a lot. He couldn't shift, but I could. I hear voices in my head, he doesn't. And no, I wasn't crazy. "You're Trenton. You always have been," my mom answers, sniffling. Can I even call her that anymore? "How could you keep this a secret from me?" I wonder. "Just, read the diaries. It'll answer most of your questions that we couldn't," my dad says, rising from the table, giving me privacy. I sigh before opening the old and dusty book. Mio figlio...