To show that you care is all it take to change someone's life. Or your own.Being 'haunt' by a ghost may seem like a curse, but if the ghost is friendly, maybe it's a blessing.To Gael, it might just be both. Sometime, he feels like April is a great friend, but then again, ghosts are unpredictable.…
Valerie is the daughter of the late Alpha Bastian who passed away a few years ago in an unfortunate accident along with his wife. She lives with her uncle who is the new alpha and his wife, they have always mistreated her and used her for their own selfish motives. Despite all this she has always kept her head held high and never let her guard down. One evening when she returned from her training as she passed by the drawing room, she overheard her uncle talking to someone regarding her, she got curious and decided to hear the whole conversation what she heard next left her speechless and her eyes wide open in shock. From that day onwards she planned to escape and was almost successful until she got abducted could her uncle be behind this? Is this the end of the road for her?…
Do you guys remember your first breakup? Your first love? Some people would have got over it but some still have the scars of that relationship on their heart. You don't just lose a person in a breakup you also lose some part of you who was with them you tend to change yourself in order to erase every memories of theirs but still couldn't. Months pass, years pass and you still wait for that one to get back to you. Getting over is not easy the scars never fade the wounds never heal. The story remains unwritten.…
Malia had no idea what she was getting into when she left her little town for the big city of New York to study as a journalism major, but she has a little secret. Her family has no idea that she dropped out of college and is now a bartender. As Malia tries to navigate her young and carefree lifestyle her heart is stolen by the one and only Jane Pritchard.Jane Pritchard, heir to New York's hottest bar, can't seem to take his attention away from Malia. She's full of mystery, fire, and a darkness he wants to invade,but will she let him in or keep pretending her heart isn't in his hands?The two can't seem to see eye to eye but can't deny that their hearts belong to each other. "Consider Jane Pritchard my enemy" - Malia…
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"scars don't heal, wounds do, but not scars." when two past lovers are forced to confront their past all during the third quarter quellthe hunger games-mockingjay part IIfinnick odair x fem ocdisclaimer: i do not own the hunger games. I only own my oc's and anything else that is been added.…
these are my own poems, ones that i feel resonate with women. they are all lowercase and do not rhyme, so perhaps they are just my thoughts (it's in the title guys)…
Summary:Thanks to a ritual in his first life, he's been reincarnating for millennia. Every death has resulted in being born anew nine months later. He's always magical, always male, and always in possession of all his memories, but always in a different body and of a different family. This time, he has been born to a naive young couple with high ideals and little understanding but an enormous well of love for their son that he cannot fault. This time, he is called Harry Potter.This story is a Work In Progress. It is not finished. It may never be finished. Updates will be sporadic. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.‼️this story belongs to FalconLux on ao3‼️…
hello!!To be quite honest the updates on this really depends on how many ideas I think of/requests but I will be trying to make more!I'm currently revising old chapters but I'm still working on plenty of new ones!!I hope you enjoy reading ꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹…
"I'll pick you up tomorrow at 7 pm."I nod and he speeds off into the night. I am still struggling to find my keys but me man that lives in my building sees me from the hallway and lets me in."Made a new friend?", he asks. We talk from time to time it's a very surface level but he seems polite. I smile at him: "Thank you for letting me in." I don't want to share too much of my life with people I don't even know their names, so I jog up the stairs to my apartment. I decide to check my emails before I fall asleep just to make sure I'm not missing any deadlines for my assignments. As I look through it my heart stops. It's an coded email address.'You can run, but you can't hide.'…