"Also Miss Winters, wesshalb sind sie heute hier?"Eine Frage, die Summer schon oft gehรถrt hat. Und das alles nur weil ihre Eltern sie auch Jahre nach einem Schweren Unfall noch zu hunderten Therapeuten schleppen. Dabei ist sie schon eine Weile รผber den Verlust ihrer kleinen Schwester und ihres linken Beines hinweg.Aber manchmal kann ein eigentlich unnรถtiger Weg kleine รberraschungen wie zum Beispiel eine neue Freundschaft bereithaltenDie Geschichte wird zwei Hauptcharaktere haben. Dies ist, wie der Titel schon sagt aus der Perspektive von Summer geschrieben.!Warnung!In dieser Geschichte werden Themen behandelt, die einige Leser als stรถrend empfinden kรถnnten.!Lgbtq+ (in diesem fall GxG)!!Essstรถrung und andere Krankheiten!!Gewalt!!Schimpfwรถrter (kann sein, dass ich dezent รผbertreibe, weist mich bitte darauf hin wenn ja xD)!!Eventuell Musical-Anspielungen!Zudem kann meine Rechtschreibung bzw meine Ausdrucksweise echt nerven, deshalb wรผrde ich mich auch hier sehr รผber Kritik und Feedback freuen^^Viel Spaร beim lesen^^
Just a Fan Fiction about Kellic or Fuenciado. (:
When you fold a piece of paper, you're essentially changing the memory of that pieceUnder the dim light of my desk lamp, I took the square piece of fuchsia paper and laid it on the table. Flipping it over to the reverse blank side, I fished out a pen from the depths of my pencil case. Pen between my fingers, I contemplated writing what I really wanted to relay. My true thoughts. These meaningless feelings. Inhaling deeply, my hand quivered as I tried to control the strokes on the thin sheet of paper."Please forget about this." I wrote, in minute handwriting.I then started to fold the paper up with my clumsy fingers. Over the reverse side I made a crease, over the inverse side I made a crease. I folded a corner, turned a flap inside out. I smoothed out the paper on the table, and finally dared to take a peek at what I had created. The end product I received was a horribly disfigured cherry blossom. Imperfect, ruined and ugly.Just like my imperfect, ruined, and ugly soul.-Cover background by Avwyn from Deviantart, all credit goes to the artist--Cover edited by me-
THIS BOOK IS ALMOST FOUR YEARS OLD!! He is heartless. She has a heart of gold. He's feared by everyone. She hides from everyone and hates being the center of attention. He values no one but himself. She values food over everyone. They are polar opposites, but as the saying goes "Opposites attract".This book WILL NOT contain smut #1 in Anxiety 8/21/2020#2 in Mafia 10/6/2020#1 in Murderer 10/11/2020#1 in forever and always 10/11/2020#2 in love 10/18/2020#1 in devil 11/30/2020#1 in Depression 1/26/2020#1 in Hurt 6/22/2021
A collection of cute little one shots with the humans from RoadtripTV. This is a simple little collection of fluffy one shots. (includes OT5/6)
"Ryuzaki..We can't do this.." I said.."Don't you trust me?" He whispered softly in my ear, "I do..but the consequences" he smiled and said "Let's enjoy the moment, there are no such things as consequences" he said seductively. At the moment I knew it was wrong...but it felt so right, it's like I didn't care about the consequences..I was following what my heart was saying. "Masaharu Ryuzaki I love you" I whispered in his ear. He smirked and pulled me down and tied my hands above my Head and kissed me softly down my Neck. I guess We were destined to be..*************-What happens after your Parents pass away, 5 extremely Hot boys come to save you, they've promised that nothing will happen to you after your mother and Fathers death..but one boy Makes your heart beat a bit faster, sends butterflies down your stomach, makes you nervous. Will it work even though it wasn't in the contract? And Even when Your parents killers are coming for you! To Kill you..Can he save you?
A thousand miles away but you've still got your hands on me. And I'm thinking, I'll never stop thinking about you. Hero and Emerson both have heavy pasts that seem too hard to escape from sometimes. When their paths cross, it seemed like perfect timing. But both are too scared to let go of all the hurt to feel the relief.
*. i get so lost inside your eyes.*"you gotta trust someone""i don't gotta do anything"
Un titre bien pompeux, me direz-vous. Eh bien oui, mais comme on dit chez nous : latiniste un jour, latiniste toujours ! Alors quitte ร dรฉblatรฉrer sur mon parcours d'auteur en herbe, autant que รงa ait l'air un peu sรฉrieux. Mais rassurez-vous, je n'รฉcris pas en latin (quoique...)