Her Pov Novels & Stories

Viola Point of View "we accept the love we think we deserve" I nod at him, feeling relievd by his kindness, so I sit, which is when I see it - my scar. It is long, fills an entire side of my wrist, this makes me freeze, knowing it is out in the open for everyone to see, to see my ugliness. I am about to leave when he comes with a smile, placing everything before me. "This is Beans on Toast, Pot Noodles, Bourbon Biscuit and some Scotch Eggs." He says, and I give him a shaky smile, happy when he leaves.

It was the rugged bad boy who was good, only for me. He was silent before he removed his hands from behind his back and revealed a bouquet of sunflowers, "I had prepared this speech about how your beauty compared to the sunflower and its brightness...but, I don't want to lie to you. No flower could compare to you, Pandora. Nothing in this world can compare to you because even words simply scratch the surface in explaining just how beautiful you are," he walked towards me, holding out the flowers for me to accept.

Giovanni Pov " Oh sweetheart, your awake " I kissed her cheek, She smiled. " Thank you sweetheart, for waking up you've made me the happiest man alive, I promise to treat you like the princess you are I'll try to control my anger and be kind to you " I stopped when I saw her crying, " Sweetheart, what's wrong did I say something you didn't like " She shaked her head " Okay.... Are you sad " I asked and she shaked her head again.

Author Pov He eyed her trembling figure infront of him. She knew she made a mistake. No she made a grave mistake. Tears blurred her sight but she didn't let them fall. She knew once a single tear escaped he will made sure to turn them into a rain of tears. "I-I am sorry Master. " Her lone whisper started to do many things to him. Not emotionally but physically. Lust. That's what he felt. He was never a guy to believe in a bullshit like love. For him love is fuck and fuck is life and that's fucking enough to live a motherfucking life.

enemy we are having pillow fight but partner is calm I asked "what happened partner" she showed her mobile there are some messages from unknown number saying that partner is cute and that person wants friendship with partner I looked at her and asked "who is that" she replied "how can I know toffee" I said "it's okay if that person misbehave then let's see" she nodded her head we slept to sleep peacefully ◇POM POM◇ finally she came I felt bored whole day but about someone called dora she is saying she is saying that fish looks like me

Her hips were still developing and so were her breasts but you could see what it was going to be like in a few years. She wore jeans and a flowery top, the same color with her eyes, damn it wouldn’t be hard using her, I said. “How dare you, I ask again, you should be expelled”, she kept at it, and that’s when I remember where I was and then my head clicked. Dave did this purposely, a divine meeting. “Don’t fight for me, it’s the way of the world, they all despise the poor”, I say letting my shoulder slump. “Are you feeling sorry for yourself”, she gives me a look of disgust and I immediately hate her.

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xavier pov "fuck" i broke the glass on the counter how can i lose my patience how? But she said i was disgusting how can she says that ? how can she disrespect me . noone ever talk to me like that . i think the think that hurt me most is not the disrespect but the thing that she judged me she didn,t accpeted me . she didn,t asked me why i am like this. when she removed my hand from her chin i saw the marks of finger on her jaw . i was stunt how could i do this .

Seven days went by and Poppie emerged from the bedroom one night as I was watching tv. “Hey,” Poppie said as she walked into the living room. “Hey girl, how you feelin’?” I looked at her and she looked so pale. “Like shit,” she said, flopping down on the couch wrapped in a huge, fleece, hooded robe. She wrapped it tightly around her and sat with her legs folded in front of her. “Well, you had me worried for a few days, but it’s good to see you on the other side,” I said, looking over at her and smiling.