Eve
Eve

Eve

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She was the product of true love, she was special, she was beautiful like an angel, she was affectionate, loving, polite, a true princess, she came from within herself, she was her origin, her destiny, she had been generated by someone who he loved her more than life itself, she caused many changes, she turned her badness into love, her hate into passion, her fate uncertain for a future full of dreams, her revenge in dust, she had done so much more, she had put a sparkle in her eyes, a smile on her lips, hope in her heart, life in her body. She did things that not even she knew she was capable of doing, a being so small and fragile but at the same time so strong and resistant, she was peace, hope, her own happiness, she was hers Eve. She had fallen in love with the enemy, she had given herself over to the opposing force, more than that, this night of desire, love and passion had paid off, but she knew it wasn't just Eva that she grieved, it was for her, knowing that he would never let go of Snow to take on her and her daughter, that he would never be able to let go of the young lady to take on the villain, but that was what she thought. Because every time he saw her through the car window together with his girl his heart beat faster, he wanted to drop everything to be with the woman he loved and his daughter, he felt angry for being a complete coward and leaving her pregnant, he was repulsed by himself. But his body and his heart was crying out for her, his soul was crying out for her. And he will be able to face everything and everyone to stand by her side.
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“Então..., Eu estava procurando uma fanfic de OUAT para ler,eu sou Hooked Queen mais tenho que falar que eu sou um pouquinho de Evil Charming e com essa fanfic aumentou o meu amor por Evil Charming.Eva é uma fanfic muito boa,eu perdi a conta de quantas vezes eu chorei e ri com essa fanfic. VALE A PENA LER,RELER E LER DE VOLTA !!!! Quando você chegar nos últimos capítulos vai ter uma raiva da Snow, quer saber o motivo dessa raiva ??? LEIA EVA !!!!!!!!! Eu não posso dizer muito aqui, mas eu peço uma coisa NÃO MATE A REGINA !!!!!!!! A historia vai mudar totalmente!! é um Once Upon a Time como você nunca viu !!! Ah é o melhor não tem a Emma com o Hook ( eu esqueci como que o nome o ship deles), pelo menos até eu onde li !!!! Henry vai ser um fofo nessa história igual o irmão e a irmã dele....ops eu já estou falando muito aqui.... MAS... LEIAM ESSA FANFIC !!!!! PRINCIPALMENTE SE VOCÊ É EVIL CHARMING !!! É A MELHOR FANFIC DE EVIL CHARMING QUE EU LI !!!!!!! Falta mais um capítulo :( triste !!!!! Mas LEIAM ESSA FANFIC !!!!!!!”

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O nó sinoatrial

Para a Dra. Emma Swan, uma das cirurgiãs cardiovasculares mais renomadas de Los Angeles, o coração humano é apenas um músculo, uma máquina lógica que não ama e não sofre. Convicta de que deixou o passado para trás, ela construiu uma carreira brilhante longe das suas raízes rústicas no Maine. Até que uma notificação na tela do notebook muda tudo. Através de um e-mail gélido e implacável, Regina Mills avisa que está prestes a tomar o rancho da família Swan em um leilão judicial. Confrontada com as dívidas de jogo de seu pai e o risco iminente de perder a terra onde sua mãe está enterrada, Emma se vê sem escolha. Para salvar o nome da família e o que restou de suas memórias, a "cárdio corajosa" precisa voltar para o lugar onde jurou nunca mais colocar os pés. No embate entre o orgulho intocável da elite country de Storybrooke e a precisão cirúrgica de Los Angeles, Emma descobrirá que existem nós que nem o melhor bisturi é capaz de desatar.

I wanted you to come. I think so much that it almost happens. However, if I decide not to deceive myself like this, maybe my crying will end. If you would hear my prayer, you wouldn't want to see me so distressed. Dreaming doesn't cost anything, I still want it so bad! Grateful I would give you a saliva, along with you life reigns, our 3x4 in the wallet, seeing the half moon, the light and a half. I beg you to pay me a visit. I dream so much because I love you so much. The dream is holy because it brings you to me. (Marisa Monte) — A SwanQueen story; — Lesbian content; — Oneshot.

Jazz

What defines love? Feel it or live it? Being able to touch or take care, even at a distance? A year, a decade, a month? Jazz is a oneshot that explores the meaning of eternal love. Not the one we live, not the one we keep in photos, videos, music or messages. Not. That love that is our companion, that is there, even if we don't remember it every day, it is part of who we are and, being part, makes us more whole than any other half. — A SwanQueen story; — Lesbian content; — Oneshot.

Original sin

Emma, friend of words and the moon, was the grand master of inventions. Regina has always been a lucid owner of herself and for many reasons. Bound by years of friendships and a controversial love like no other, the two girls savored together a lifetime and an incomplete love. Between games of guessing the future and silent kisses. They did not see turbulent loves, children's faces, tears of farewell and the light of illusion. They would witness the longing for those moments that would accompany them until the day of their reunion. They could imagine everything for this day, except the great settling of accounts that awaited them.