Aesop Carl, is a college student attending College at Identity College. He's a decent student. Decent grades, and decent looks, well who am I kidding? He's more on the quiet side, and very emotional. He's just trying to get by, when all of a sudden, a certain someone catches his eye. Aesop recognizes him. The man is named Eli Clark, and Aesop catches feelings after his close friend, Naib introduces them two. Aesop wants to become Eli's lover, but is soon disappointed to learn that someone else has a crush on Eli. And with all those emotions going on in Aesop's mind, who knows when he'll lash out at Eli?Authors Note: Hi! This will be updating probably once a week, or maybe twice a week if your luckyALSO THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A NORTNAIB FANFIC BUT I FORGOR I CANT DO NAIB'S PERSONALITY SO UH
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╰┈➤ ❝ 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. ❞→ ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ ᴠ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰ→ 𝘙𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥→ !ᴅɪꜱᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ!→ 𝘈𝘴𝘰𝘢𝘱 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘭 (𝘣𝘢𝘥 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴)→ ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ ᴠ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ, ᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀꜱ ʙᴇʟᴏɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɴᴇᴛᴇᴀꜱᴇ. (ꜰᴜᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴠꜱ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇꜱ ᴍʏ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ʀᴀᴛɪᴏ)╰┈➤ ❝ 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧! ❞
Teuha bestiesJust some stuff I stole from twitter and tumblr (creds to owners, I forgot the @)Most of them contains ships and maybe slight mature jokes, but don't take these seriously, it's all jokes :)Also, beware for a lot of language/cursing lmao, and i mean A LOT. (and possibly spelling mistakes cuz I'm to lazy to correct them)Lastly, enjoy ✨
Valentine's day should be a time for love and affection, however, when your boyfriend of five years dumps you under the city lights of Seoul, will you be able to rekindle the holiday for it's romantic roots? And will you be able to find love with anything other than your memories?Haechan x ReaderJaemin x Reader
"Amongst our group lies a traitor."Aesop Carl, more commonly known as Trickster, is the leader of one of the most powerful mafias in the country, and of course the government wants to shut him down. The government has hired an accomplice to learn their secrets and strategy and participate in crimes with the Mafia. However, this accomplice had forgotten to dispose of a major clue, that would soon lead to Trickster putting his suspicions on his 3 other acquaintances who were there at the time. During this time, Trickster slowly starts to gain feelings for his right hand man, Surveyor. The mafia leader must be careful with his feelings, and play his cards right. After all, you can never fully trust someone, can you?
thank you for 61k reads 🙏"I dare you to ask Poseidon out." That was too much for Athena. But if she doesn't do it... eternal annoyance from Aphrodite. She really would rather go out with the person she hates most than have stupid make-up on every day. "I'll do it." Athena surprised herself for saying so. But there's no turning back. "Poseidon..." (I do not own the gods, they are from Greek Mythology. I also do not own Percy Jackson or any other PJO characters mentioned, they belong to the all mighty Uncle Rick Riordan. If you haven't read Percy Jackson yet, GET OUTTA HERE lol just kidding I ain't that mean) YAYAYAYAYAYAY WE HIT 4K READS GUYS! This is crazy awesome. Hope this story can soar even higher. Thank you for reading! :D 7K! THAT WAS SO FAST. Thanksssss Art credit: from the official Rick Riordan website at the 'Which godly parent do you have?' quiz
≫ A Dark Mafia Romance ≪Francesca "Frankie" is undeniably stunning, her ethereal beauty drawing all eyes towards her. A fusion of classic allure and edgy charm. Francesca is fiercely skilled as a criminal defense lawyer. However, there's a cruel edge to her attractiveness now, hardened by a vindictive streak that resonated within her. After all, she has a mission; one driven by anger and spurred by painful memories.Hector, a man molded by power, yet rendered vulnerable by his unrelenting love for his family. Hector wasn't born a monster, the world around him forged him into one. Beneath his armor, beneath his unflinching façade, lays a man plagued with guilt, driven by an innate need to shield those he cherished. Yet he remains ignorant of the approaching storm cloaked as a seemingly harmless angel.The sinister dance between the duo is as beautifully destructive as the setting sun. Each maneuver intended to cause destruction yet soaked up with undeniable passion. Amidst the ruin they create, an unlikely feeling starts brewing between the two. It's too wrong to be right, too dangerous to be sweet - love. Love painted in crimson shades of vengeance and adorned with remnants of pain.Through the valley of shadows, they dance, celebrating the sinister beauty of their blood-stained love.⚠️ 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴! ⚠️ This book contains coarse language and EXTREME violence! Read at your own risk.🔞----------------------------#3 in dark#1 in mafiaprincess
If somebody asked Zahra - "do we ever reach a point in time when we just cannot love a person any longer?" - she wouldn't know.Zahra Yusuf is the most sensible girl in her family. She listens to her mind more than her heart, maybe that's why her Nani keeps telling her - she needs to plant a few seeds of love in the soil of her soul. She has buried many secrets in her past, and they all are slowly catching up to her - maybe because somewhere between sadness and exhaustion, she hadn't learnt the lessons she was meant to. She didn't have a clear head back then.But to the same question, the hopeless romantic that her heart is, would answer - 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵. Perhaps it's this inner voice that leads Zahra towards Shafaq even after the incidents at Anaargis.A story of trust and pain - and how both are a perfect mix of ingredients for love, even after bitterness.• • •L O V E B E Y O N D A N A A R G I S( g e n r e : r o m a n c e / s p i r i t u a l )© writer_muslimah | Jasmin A.
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Anirudh Mishra , Wing Commander in Indian Air force with a heart as wild as the mountains he soared over, craved the thrill of flight. His confidence as high as his jet, the "Viper," a symbol of his daring spirit.Dr. Samaira Mishra, a woman of steely resolve with a mind as sharp as a scalpel, stood at the forefront of the base's medical team. Her unwavering dedication to saving lives was a constant battle against the risks inherent in flying.Their worlds, though seemingly distant, were bound by an invisible thread. Duty, a relentless force, kept them on their designated paths. But beneath the surface, a spark of something unexpected flickered. It was a connection born of contrasting personalities, fueled by mutual respect, and yearning for something more.This story is a tale of clashing ambitions, unexpected encounters, and the delicate dance between duty and desire. It explores the lives of Abhiraj and Samaira as they navigate the adrenaline-fueled world of fighter jets, the sterile yet crucial environment of the medical bay, and the uncharted territory of their burgeoning feelings.Will their paths diverge in the face of duty, or will they find a way to bridge the gap between their worlds?
I loathed chaos-those loud, jarring noises that shattered my peace. All I sought was serenity, a quiet sanctuary from the storm of thoughts that raged within me. But then, like an unexpected whirlwind, she stormed into my life.She was the embodiment of chaos, a tempest that turned my tranquil world on its head. I couldn't stand her; she seemed to be chaos personified, and I was resolute in my disdain. Yet, I was oblivious to the fact that her very chaos would become the sole source of my tranquility.The chaos is Ruhi is 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 Ivanov.My life had already been dictated by harsh rulers. Every turn I took was met with coldness. What I craved was warmth-the comforting embrace that envelops you like a soft blanket after a cold, soaking rain. I had endured enough harshness and control, and the last thing I wanted was another person adding to it.He was the personification of coldness, capable of freezing you with a mere glance. I detested dictators and the icy demeanor they brought. I loathed him with every fiber of my being. Yet, I had no idea that the warmth I longed for would emerge from the very heart of that frigid persona.The dictator is Aahan 𝒊𝒄𝒆-𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒈 Malhotra.©️ 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝑹𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅
Universo alterno al de Gintama, donde Gintoki es una sexy profesora que volverá loco a Hijikata ya que al alumno Hijikata Toushirou , quien era un alumno revoltoso; pero que ama a su maestra ¿Podra cambiar por ella? en cambio Ginko Sakata una joven mujer de 26 años que lo traía loco y como no si era una mujer joven y sexy tenia una figura que cualquier otra envidiaría.¿Podrán tener un romance entre ellos? te preguntaras ¿Quieres saber que sucederá? Te invito a leer este One-Shot
E se new orleans tivesse uma monarquia de verdade e já tivesse ocorrido 3 abdicações , o reino estivesse nas mãos de Klaus, mas para isso ele não deveria se casar com Aurora de Martel seu grande amor , pois era casada com Lucien castle , que iriam se divorciaram, e uma pessoa da monarquia não podia se casar com uma pessoa Divorciada . Ele terá que encontrar outra jovem para se casar , se não ele não poderá ser rei , e a coroa passará para seu irmão kol .
The story describes about the life of the protogonist and her hurdle for becoming 'independent'. WHAT IF DESTINY GIVES YOU AN OPPORTUNITY TO GIVE LOVE A SECOND CHANCE.. what if the life of a college student is crazier than an Indian soap opera and it is filled with drama ,romance ,suspense and some lame humour.It will be awesome for us the readers but awkward and frustrating for the ones going through it and it gets more interesting when destiny has an amazing different plan for them ...>>Dive in to the life of "LUBNA SABIR" and her LOVED ONE'S>>Fictional Story
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Kalopsia[ka-lop-se-a] Greek(n.) The delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are.Poetry. Mostly intertwined with Tales of Greek Mythology."Will wonders never ceaseWhen my muse saunters the velvet night,And prays to the moon for fine dreams,With the voice of a thousand angels singing a symphony?""You obliterated her heartRuined her moralityInvaded her thoughts without permissionAnd filled her senses with poison.""A single flower, the HyacinthTo be here for all time,Til the earth goes for the long rest,And til we all are dying,And on its softest petals, I inscribe my sorrows "alas"For all time."#1 in free verse as of 1/21/21#4 in poetry as of 3/24/22#1 in dark academia as of 10/5/20#1 in romanticism as of 11/18/20#1 in light academia as of 1/16/21#12 in poet as of 1/20/21
Quahaug has seen the war of Norzelia end a thousand different times in a thousand different ways. First, it was the search for Centralia, followed by the unification under Hyzante, and then the rise of Glenbrook and subsequent betrayal of Aesfrost. Two years after the war ends each time, he goes to sleep only to awaken the morning after Glenbrook's fall. Again and again, Norzelia descends into chaos and war, and Quahaug becomes a passive participant in history once more. After fifty cycles, something finally cracks, and this time, Quahaug finds himself on the day of Frederica's arrival in House Wolffort. Determined to change the course of history by saving Dragan's life, Quahaug sets out to fight against destiny itself, hoping that this ending will finally be something worth keeping.
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Louis é um sujeito de vinte e três anos que por muito tempo viveu sem rumo, sentindo-se vazio. Todavia, isso muda quando conhece Nicole. Tudo ia bem, até que a noiva o abandonou no altar. Agora, desolado e novamente sem rumo, contrariando a vontade dos próprios pais, partiu para a sua viagem de lua de mel sozinho com o único objetivo de beber até desaparecer dentro de sua própria melancolia. O que Louis não esperava é que, em uma noite nas boêmias ruas de Paris, uma jovem bailarina o mostrasse que a única pessoa que ele precisa para tornar sua vida completa é ele mesmo.#################################################Gênero: Conto Literário