The Baseball Player Next Door

Ufaan-e-Suroor; Height of felicityBunch of romantic short stories filled with love, passion, and possessiveness✨©All rights reserved

snippets of blindfolded summers, fragmented winters, mascara and lipstick stains, ladybugs on the railing, stale coffee, sugar cookies at midnights, birthday wishes, a polaroid of graduation year, dead sunflowers, shades of august, crushed suns tattooed around purple scars.would they come back?do you see them a hundred light years away?...|| caffeinated afterthoughts and lovers' vomit ||

More ideas for anyone to try out, like my previous 2 books.

ព្រោះតែស្ថានភាពក្រុមហ៊ុនជួបវិបត្តិហិរញ្ញវត្ថុធ្ងន់ធ្ងរ ទើបជម្រុញឲ្យអ្នកទាំងពីរត្រូវរៀបការ នឹងរួមរស់ជាមួយគ្នាក្នុងដំបូលផ្ទះតែមួយ។ហាន់សេ & យូអា

Just COTE characters reaction to random stuffCredits to the owners of the videos that are used

Belle has not had the best life. Most of it she spent taking care of her sick father while her mother ran off to sleep with other men. So you can imagine her frustration when, only a few months after the death of her father, her mother forces her to come spend the holidays with her and her new family. But what happens when she meets a certain alpha on the plane who claims that she belongs to him?----"Mine. Mate," he said, his deep, husky voice ringing in my ears. His hands tightened around me as his forehead came down to meet mine and he breathed in deeply. I let my eyes close as I basked in the feeling of his arms around me and the delicious sparks that were running through my body. I didn't even know that it was possible to feel this good. I felt his head move from mine as he nuzzled his nose into my neck. I tilted my head to give him better access and he let out an approving grunt.And then I felt him place a gentle kiss right where my neck and shoulder met. My knees went weak, my entire body going numb as a breathy sound came from my mouth. He smiled against my neck, chuckling and taking all of my weight into his arms as I leaned completely into him to stop myself from falling."Hello, mate," he whispered in my ear.------This book is also known as Kidnapped By My Mate.

ប្រភេទរឿង🔞បើអត់ចូលចិត្តអាចរំលងបានចង់យាយថាវគ្គ2នោះរាងអាក្រក់តិចហើយក៏ឃោឃៅដែលតែបើចង់អានអាចត្រៀមចិត្តមុនបាន#ilay_novelEnjoy reading បងៗអូនៗ🙆🏻

You never expected your parents to abandon you at the age of sixteen, and if it wasn't for the man your parents took in when you were ten, you would have been completely alone. Even after a year, you still half-expected them to come back. Your seventeenth birthday came and went with only two people to celebrate it, and you weren't related to either of them. Then came your eighteenth with the same two people.Your hobbies carried you through the loneliness that you found yourself in-although, your guardian told you again and again that ghost hunting wasn't a hobby. When a string of murders ravaged your town, your interest in both the paranormal and technology came in handy. If it wasn't for you, the case would never have been solved, and you never would have brought someone back from the dead, even if he did torture you with his embarrassingly truthful compliments and flirtatious lines. (this is a work of fiction. all the Pastas belong to their original creators. they are not real, nor am i saying that they are. the only thing i own is the plot and any OCs. please do not re-write my work. this is not a romanticisation.)