Meet Tiffany Kane Vallejo, a girl who good in everything, a girl who love fighting. Troy Kyle Monteverde. A boy who secretly in love with Tiffany, can they have a PERFECT LOVE STORY? Or walang magbabago? Kundi puro away away away lang? Kasi pano kong malaman ni Troy na ang babaeng minamahal niya ay isang Mafia Queen?May magbabago ba? or still. Tatanggapin niya kasi nga Mahal niya? :* This story is inspired by THE FOUR BAD BOYS AND ME! :) pero syempre magkaiba ang story nila. Kinuha ko lang yung pangalan. hihi. ©All Reserved Copyright@Friescreamgirl.
Xammantha Serafica Go, isang simpleng babae at walang ka dating-dating, mayaman, matalino, maganda, ngunit ito'y nakatago, nakatago dahil sa nakaraang di nya matakastakasan.Wala syang pakialam kung bullyhin sya ng mga kaklase nya, ang importante makatapos at magkaroon ng sariling buhay at maging independent, at magkaroon ng sariling pamilya.Francis Ivan Santos, mayaman, playboy,gwapo,matalino, halos nasa kanya na ang lahat.Pero may isang parte sya na kulang parin,gawin man nya ang lahat ay balewala parin sa mga magulang nya, pero kailangan nyang makuha ang kanilang kumpanya sa kuya nyang anak sa labas.Ginalang nya ito at tinuring bilang isang kapatid, pero trinaydor lamang sya nito.Nilagyan nya ng madumi ang malinis na kamay ni Ivan at ginawang masama sa paningin ng kanilang magulang.Kaya kung ano ang naging tingin ng mga magulang nya sa kanya, ay nakasanayan nya na ring gawin.Paano kung sila'y magkita sa walang kadahilanan?Magkaroon kaya ng pagibig sa dalawang taong di pa kayang magmahal?
20 year old Lucifer Marlic is the leader of the biggest Mafia in the world. His 6"5, black eyes, black curly hair, and god like body stun every girl that walks by. He's had many flings with many females, but what happens when his eye lands upon a young male named Jazmoni?17 year old Jazmoni Larkus is a goofy boy, with a dark past. His dark green hair, 5"4, wide eyed, freckled face, bubble butt and thicc thighs catches the eyes of many men. When these two guys meet, will they fall in love or will all hell break loose? As Jazmoni begins to unravel the secrets that's his family has left behind, will Lucifer be there to support him? Read more to find out😚
Tout artiste possède une muse, quelque chose qui l'inspire. J'avais ma Muse, oh ma si belle Muse, si énigmatique. J'ai eu la chance que dis-je le privilège de l'a frôler, pendant quelques instants j'ai pu profiter de son amour chaleureux. Et maintenant ? Que me reste-t-il maintenant ?
"If you like someone for a reason then you have a crushBut if you like someone for no reason then you are in love."Chara and (Y/N) were the Queens Of Crime in the town of Duran. They were the best duo that ever existed, but what happens when (Y/N) runs into a certain monster mafia during a bank robbery and a smiling skeleton takes a liking to her.
A sound you never want to hear.This story is written in second person view, so sit back and enjoy as YOU are the protagonist.
Two old enemies met again in NYC, both having the same idea of ending their lives, so they decided to do it together.
The story of A Lonely Flower."The people want to know. What is your favourite flower?" She asked. A question I dread. What do you think of when you hear the word "Flower"? Beauty? Grace? Perfection? A sight that brings Hope? A sight that brings Joy? Well to me the word flower itself is a prison. A prison I can't seem to escape from. Remember all those lovely thoughts you had answering my question? Take them, step on them, chop them up, toss them in a bin and burn them. Your result is what I think. The complete opposite of what you thought. That's what I think. So, knowing this, how could I possibly have a favourite flower. But if I said that, I wouldn't be perfect. I wouldn't be Gardenia's Brightest Flower. But I want to be honest so I'll think about the consequences later, "Ha-ha. Ironically... I don't like flowers." "What?" The interviewer seemed shocked. "You heard it here first folks! Rose Fleur, Gardenia's brightest flower doesn't like flowers!" I answered the rest of the questions then the interview ended. While leaving my elder sister confronted me, "What the hell was that?" "What?" "You don't like flowers!? How could the person with the nickname The Brightest Flower, whose name is Rose Flower not like flowers!?" She was upset. But I still wanted to be honest, "It's only the truth." "How many times do I have to tell you? You are famous! People don't care about the truth. They want to hear what is expected of you!" She scolded me. "Yeah... My thoughts and ideas... don't matter." "Exactly! You should have just said roses as we practised." "What's done is done." I wanted to end the conversation as soon as possible. "Right, but it won't happen again."
Pollyanna's adjustment to her surroundings is determined by "The Glad Game", which has one simple rule- to find a reason to be glad in every situation. *This story belongs to Eleanor H. Porter. I don't own anything.
"The middle of the garden where the fountain lay was also the entrance to a bush maze, the water from the fountain creating a mist that made it feel more mystical. They had often played hide and seek in the maze together as kids, along with their parents. She smiled at the memory. "The truth is Trey, I don't know where to start," her brother's voice bringing her out of her daze. "Then start with the bad news," she said. Her brother looked her dead in the eye, with a look that said this is not a laughing matter. "I want to show you something," he said as he ran his hand through his hair. He always does that when he is nervous."The world Trelaina Waters lived in was more than meets the eye. Her whole life, she had tried her best to stay out of trouble; to be invisible. But when you carry your ancestors blood, their past becomes yours, and with that their faults. She was ripped from the only world she knew, into a place she never knew could even exist. To fulfil the expectations of her ancestors, and to claim her rightful place.