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•.♥Lumos♥.• •.♥Eu juro solenemente não fazer nada de bom♥.• Beatriz Valente •.♥ Jornalista em formação, estagiária do Profeta Diário, escr...
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Luali Carter
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“Simples, clichê, fofa... Eu poderia ficar horas falando de como as one-shots da Tris me deixam flutuando e de como elas me tiram o ar de tão perfeitas! Adoro a maneira simples e envolvente que as palavras são usadas e o modo que o clichê não se torna monótono. Garota, você sempre vai ser uma inspiração com essas suas histórias!”
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"- And what were you doing?" he asked. A nostalgic smile crept across my lips. "I was remembering how we met." I replied, and he mirrored my smile. "It was the best possible way to meet the woman who changed my life. I need to thank Triz later."
Having had your heart broken almost a year ago is not easy, especially living in an apartment filled with memories. But what if the reason for her loneliness returned and asked for another chance?
Luke was like fire. Michael was like gunpowder. Together they made a beautiful catastrophe. (This story has already been published on other platforms, by the same author, under the same user)
Calum Hood had no motivation to believe in love, least of all she. And maybe, just maybe, love was like steam, intangible, impossible to hold back. Alissa Fontes was a Brazilian who was attending the college of her dreams in Sydney, the girl had learned to lock her feelings behind a barrier after experiencing countless traumas, yet little did she know that Calum Hood would be the person who I could read it like no one ever touched it. She would find that no matter how hard she tried, it was impossible to hide from love. Love that would build bonds that were impossible to break. “I don't want to waste my time with other girls when the only one who can hold me in such a way is you. It wouldn't make any sense, I'd just be fooling myself. I don't want to be with anyone else but you." Calum Hood x Original Character
Love is such a delicate feeling that sometimes we are satisfied with just the illusion that it exists. "Tell me you believe in love, is not an illusion to me"
Everynight I almost call you, just to say it will always be you... Wherever you are!