dolanobx

RAFE FAN FIC IS IN FULL EDIT MODE! heres a snippet!
          	
          	- My Drug Chapter 9 -
          	
          	I nod my head slowly, “I’d like that,” a smile rested above my lips, “whats you’re confession?”
          	
          	“Oh mine?” he taunted. I looked at him eyes big and feeling his hand travel towards the back of my neck, “Mine is that I don’t know what kind of spell you put on yourself, but I am so drawn to you.”
          	
          	His words hung in the air, the quiet, rippling water amplifying them until they filled every inch of the space around us. I felt his hand slide up to the back of my neck, his touch warm against my skin, leaving a trail of sparks in its wake. My breath caught, and I felt a blush rise, my heart racing in a way I couldn’t hide even if I wanted to.
          	
          	“Drawn to me?” I whispered, half disbelieving, half afraid that if I said it too loud, I’d shatter the moment.
          	
          	He nodded, his gaze intense as it locked onto mine. “Yeah. Like I can’t stay away, even if I tried.” His fingers brushed along my jawline, his thumb tracing the curve of my cheek. “And trust me, I’ve tried. You looked so beautiful on that boat the other day with those.. those pouges, I mean why could they look at you like that but I can’t Pay? It’s not fair if you ask me, I deserve you more than anyone on this island,” His voice cut deep and possessive with every word he spoke but I wasn’t threatened by any of his remarks.
          	
          	I bit my lip softly, “and when you do that,” he confessed, “God it drives me insane.”
          	
          	“How insane?” I now taunt, playing his game.
          	
          	His eyes darkened, a spark of mischief flashing as he held my gaze. “You don’t want to know,” he murmured, his voice low, wrapping around me like a dare.
          	
          	I felt a thrill run through me, the warmth of his hand on my neck, his thumb tracing slow circles along my skin. "Maybe I do," I whispered, leaning in just a fraction, testing the boundary between us.
          	
          	He smiled, that crooked grin that made my pulse jump and ...........

MlineMel4

Hello! I hope you are doing well. I allow myself to send you this message. I am an account created in order to translate English stories into French, in order to introduce your work to people who do not speak English. I appreciate your story "All i need" with JJ Maybank. So I wanted to know if I could work with you by translating it (this obviously includes identifying you in each chapter but also in the description of the story). Would you be interested?

dolanobx

RAFE FAN FIC IS IN FULL EDIT MODE! heres a snippet!
          
          - My Drug Chapter 9 -
          
          I nod my head slowly, “I’d like that,” a smile rested above my lips, “whats you’re confession?”
          
          “Oh mine?” he taunted. I looked at him eyes big and feeling his hand travel towards the back of my neck, “Mine is that I don’t know what kind of spell you put on yourself, but I am so drawn to you.”
          
          His words hung in the air, the quiet, rippling water amplifying them until they filled every inch of the space around us. I felt his hand slide up to the back of my neck, his touch warm against my skin, leaving a trail of sparks in its wake. My breath caught, and I felt a blush rise, my heart racing in a way I couldn’t hide even if I wanted to.
          
          “Drawn to me?” I whispered, half disbelieving, half afraid that if I said it too loud, I’d shatter the moment.
          
          He nodded, his gaze intense as it locked onto mine. “Yeah. Like I can’t stay away, even if I tried.” His fingers brushed along my jawline, his thumb tracing the curve of my cheek. “And trust me, I’ve tried. You looked so beautiful on that boat the other day with those.. those pouges, I mean why could they look at you like that but I can’t Pay? It’s not fair if you ask me, I deserve you more than anyone on this island,” His voice cut deep and possessive with every word he spoke but I wasn’t threatened by any of his remarks.
          
          I bit my lip softly, “and when you do that,” he confessed, “God it drives me insane.”
          
          “How insane?” I now taunt, playing his game.
          
          His eyes darkened, a spark of mischief flashing as he held my gaze. “You don’t want to know,” he murmured, his voice low, wrapping around me like a dare.
          
          I felt a thrill run through me, the warmth of his hand on my neck, his thumb tracing slow circles along my skin. "Maybe I do," I whispered, leaning in just a fraction, testing the boundary between us.
          
          He smiled, that crooked grin that made my pulse jump and ...........