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BAD Boy

BAD Boy

Jacqueline I've had it with this shit. No more doormat, no more Ms. Goody Two Shoes. I picked up my phone from the mattress beside me. Only one person I know who will understand how I'm feeling without judging me. Without bringing up my past like a mallet to beat me over the head. One little slip in judgment when I was eighteen years old and I have to live like a nun forever. Well fuck that the habit's coming off. I'm lonely, horny and pissed the fuck off. No almost twenty two year old is supposed to feel like this.
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Healing With My Bad Boy

Healing With My Bad Boy

he asks, looking over at me. I can’t say no, that would be rude of me. I smile and nod. It looks like he is joining my friends and me for lunch. All I can think of at this precise moment is how glad I will be when the day comes to an end. I don’t know what it is about him. He is getting to me. He gets under my skin way too easily. He is driving me crazy, and he has no idea how much. I wish he would stop calling me brown eyes. My name is Gracie, not brown eyes!
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For bitter or worse

For bitter or worse

This can only be good judging by the guilty look on his face. “Ese tonto completely ruined the cake I made for you! He first put salt in the whip cream and if that wasn’t bad enough he burned the dulce de leche.” Marianna growls at him. “I am really sorry mom, I didn’t mean to mess up. Ximena, please don’t be mad. Pleeeaaassseeee!” He whines, giving me his best puppy eyes and begging me for my forgiveness.
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MISERABLE AT BEST

MISERABLE AT BEST

I am so grateful to the one who invented music because I would literally die of boredom without it, even though I only listen to one band which is the Mayday Parade -- an American rock band from Florida that I had discovered because of my deceased brother - Zon. My inside cells were already dancing to the beat of the song Miserable at Best as I watched the bus slowly move across the roads. It'd definitely take a while before I reached the school. The conductor kept on calling passengers without realizing the bus was already full. He couldn't even smell his own breath while trying to cross between people standing in the middle of the bus.
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My gorgeous badluck

My gorgeous badluck

"let us start from easy one..say bastard " Ava was looking at him like he gone crazy.." u are cheating..this is not even a proper bad word...are u really going to break ur promise " she blackmailed him raising her eyebrow... Ryan was scratching his head in frustration " ok...so say ..f..fu..fuc...." he slammed his head on table..he can't speak more than that.. "What next..what is fuc.....hurry Ryan..I can't wait more " she was jumping on her seat like a child...
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CEO Husband's Crazy Love For His Little Wife

CEO Husband's Crazy Love For His Little Wife

His Master was in a devilish mood just 10 minutes ago, but now he was like a lost child that someone left him in a strange place. ''our Madam is the only one who can control our Master's mood anytime she wants.'' David coughed to get her attention, but Kate still ignored him. e
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Dear readers, Thank you very much. I'm thrilled to see that someone is really waiting for me to come back. I'm sorry for the delay. I owe you an apology for how long I've been gone. What started as a temporary struggle became a long, painful journey, physically and emotionally. There were days I wondered if I'd ever feel like myself again. Then came the miscarriages, and they truly broke me. How could I write about love and hope when I was drowning in grief? Words that once flowed so easily became impossible. I didn't want to give you something half-hearted, so I chose to wait until I could write from a place of healing. I never forgot you or my stories. Your patience has been a light in my darkness. I'm still healing, still finding my way back, but I'm trying, for you and for me. Thank you for waiting, for understanding, and for giving me the grace to return. With all my love and gratitude, Your Author.
BhoshaYoshita
author are you enjoying it well the way you're treating us and left us with your stories story line only to guess it ourselves I think you must be, but let me tell you one thing it's not funny it's definitely not ,always show us a dim ray of hope and then snatch it
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My Master

My Master

I know I must have bad luck because I'm the only maid the master has punished a lot,I don't know if he just likes punishing me and seeing me in pain when I am only trying to help him . But I thought he wanted to kiss me as well or was I wrong about it ,it felt as if he wanted it as well so what went wrong. I was upset ,and angry at myself for being stupid,why did I think that he wanted to kiss me, I only realized now that I was in love with the master,that was why I was acting so strange and doing stupid things ,I just wanted to console him but see where it landed me .
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Broken

Broken

I sit on the banister and roll the bottle between my hands. "Miranda, Macy's mother, had a job more stressful than ours as a cop. She taught troubled students that other teachers refused to take the time and deal with them. When we almost lost Macy, I entered her classroom and threatened to arrest them if their actions caused our child. Their eyes widened in fear that I was serious.
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Nightmare Land

Nightmare Land

MY HEAD WAS IN pain because it felt like someone was pulling my mind tighter and tighter, and if they didn't let go soon, it was going to snap. I couldn't do anything about it either since I was still under the nightmare Master’s control, performing for these rich socialites or should I say sadistic assholes. Well, I'm not performing that is the job for the freaks that the night remaster sends me. What Doc doesn't realize is that his ability works, and where most of them are freaks, the nightmare master can't stand the sight of, since they are useless. So he sends them here to perform for these assholes.
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Alpha's Assassin

Alpha's Assassin

The Master turns the clipboard so I can see a small black and white photograph at the top of the board; she looks exactly like Elle, just younger. “Elle?” I ask him softly. I’ve felt my mate with my own hands; I’ve touched every inch of her body and I’ve tasted everything she has to offer. My mate is not a copy of some poor female who was killed because of her blood. “She’s a different story. A tricky little project for my team but different.” The Master chuckles to himself before turning the clipboard away so he can look at the page once more. “Let me be clear about what I’m offering here. You now know I have endless girls to send your way.” He coughs a little when he turns his back on me a
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