Why is Love...? - 14 by BashfulTrombone, literature
Literature
Why is Love...? - 14
Crystal woke up to the early sun hitting her face, the gentle breeze blowing pass her, as she laid there, in the arms of, what she just found out, the love of her life. She never wanted this moment to end. She could live it forever. But that one disturbing thought came. What if they found me? Crystal pushed the disturbing thought away, and fell into sleep.
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Crystal couldn't bear think of what Marlon was going through right then. She couldn't go back, to him. They would know if she did, and that would only get Marlon in danger. There was nothing she could do to get her old life back, that ended so right, so perfect. She knew she couldn't
I Wish We Could... - Sharp Blue Eyed Hero - 2 by BashfulTrombone, literature
Literature
I Wish We Could... - Sharp Blue Eyed Hero - 2
My vision was blurred from my tears but I didn't care. I grabbed my things and rushed out of his apartment. Running with tears in my eyes. Never stopping. Not caring to where I was going. Not watching. That is till a bright light broke through the darkness of my tears. Stunned in shock, I couldn't move. It kept getting closer and closer. I heard a beeping noise, but it was distance to my ears. The noise got closer. The lights got brighter. The more I got shocked. Unable to move. The lights were about to hit me when I was pulled away and into the safeness of the darkness.
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I looked around, amazed by the 'new' world. Seeing the same old ne
I Wish We Could... - 1 by BashfulTrombone, literature
Literature
I Wish We Could... - 1
Why does there have to be our two different worlds? Why can't we know about it? When will they come out of hiding? When will we live in the same world? Why did they even leave in the first place? Icelyn wished she knew the answers.
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Hey guys!!! New story!!! I really wanted to get this farther but, I still need to figure this story out. Lol. :) Thanks again for reading!
Tenha um bom dia! (Have a nice day!)
Why is Love...? - 13 by BashfulTrombone, literature
Literature
Why is Love...? - 13
"Ok, turn around" Marlon said, stopping short
"Ok..." Crystal said smiling, confused.Turning around. Then her vision got blinded by a cloth.
"Can you trust me?" Marlon asked taking her hand, leading her.
"Why won't I?" Crystal said grinning
"It's just been awhile since, we've seen each other, that's all."
"My trust will never leave you."
"I know" She could sense Marlon grinning. As he sneaked in a kiss, on her cheek.
........
"You ready?"
"Yes"
"Are you sure?" Marlon asked, Crystal could sense his grin
"I'm ready for anything you throw at me" Crystal said returning his grin.
"Alright, then, if you're so sure" Marlon said joking, sneaking in o
Why is Love...? - 12 by BashfulTrombone, literature
Literature
Why is Love...? - 12
She opened her eyes and found it was Anika's long hair that brushed against her face. "Anika!" She sat up, and found Natalie there too. "Natalie! How long have you guys been there?"
"We heard every whisper" Anika said smiling
All great, what have I got myself into now?
"Who is this 'I haven't seen him in forever, even if it was only one day'?" Natalie asked grinning
Crystal looks at them still in shock. Great. I'm not going to get out of this. "How long have you guys been waiting for me?"
"Ever since, we got back." Anika answered
"Why?" Crystal asked, acting clueless
"Come on Crystal, you're smart" Anika relied to Crystal's acting
"Yeah, Cry
Why is Love...? - 14 by BashfulTrombone, literature
Literature
Why is Love...? - 14
Crystal woke up to the early sun hitting her face, the gentle breeze blowing pass her, as she laid there, in the arms of, what she just found out, the love of her life. She never wanted this moment to end. She could live it forever. But that one disturbing thought came. What if they found me? Crystal pushed the disturbing thought away, and fell into sleep.
~~~~~
Crystal couldn't bear think of what Marlon was going through right then. She couldn't go back, to him. They would know if she did, and that would only get Marlon in danger. There was nothing she could do to get her old life back, that ended so right, so perfect. She knew she couldn't
I Wish We Could... - Sharp Blue Eyed Hero - 2 by BashfulTrombone, literature
Literature
I Wish We Could... - Sharp Blue Eyed Hero - 2
My vision was blurred from my tears but I didn't care. I grabbed my things and rushed out of his apartment. Running with tears in my eyes. Never stopping. Not caring to where I was going. Not watching. That is till a bright light broke through the darkness of my tears. Stunned in shock, I couldn't move. It kept getting closer and closer. I heard a beeping noise, but it was distance to my ears. The noise got closer. The lights got brighter. The more I got shocked. Unable to move. The lights were about to hit me when I was pulled away and into the safeness of the darkness.
~~~
I looked around, amazed by the 'new' world. Seeing the same old ne
I Wish We Could... - 1 by BashfulTrombone, literature
Literature
I Wish We Could... - 1
Why does there have to be our two different worlds? Why can't we know about it? When will they come out of hiding? When will we live in the same world? Why did they even leave in the first place? Icelyn wished she knew the answers.
~~~
Hey guys!!! New story!!! I really wanted to get this farther but, I still need to figure this story out. Lol. :) Thanks again for reading!
Tenha um bom dia! (Have a nice day!)
Why is Love...? - 13 by BashfulTrombone, literature
Literature
Why is Love...? - 13
"Ok, turn around" Marlon said, stopping short
"Ok..." Crystal said smiling, confused.Turning around. Then her vision got blinded by a cloth.
"Can you trust me?" Marlon asked taking her hand, leading her.
"Why won't I?" Crystal said grinning
"It's just been awhile since, we've seen each other, that's all."
"My trust will never leave you."
"I know" She could sense Marlon grinning. As he sneaked in a kiss, on her cheek.
........
"You ready?"
"Yes"
"Are you sure?" Marlon asked, Crystal could sense his grin
"I'm ready for anything you throw at me" Crystal said returning his grin.
"Alright, then, if you're so sure" Marlon said joking, sneaking in o
Why is Love...? - 12 by BashfulTrombone, literature
Literature
Why is Love...? - 12
She opened her eyes and found it was Anika's long hair that brushed against her face. "Anika!" She sat up, and found Natalie there too. "Natalie! How long have you guys been there?"
"We heard every whisper" Anika said smiling
All great, what have I got myself into now?
"Who is this 'I haven't seen him in forever, even if it was only one day'?" Natalie asked grinning
Crystal looks at them still in shock. Great. I'm not going to get out of this. "How long have you guys been waiting for me?"
"Ever since, we got back." Anika answered
"Why?" Crystal asked, acting clueless
"Come on Crystal, you're smart" Anika relied to Crystal's acting
"Yeah, Cry
(Crush's Name) x Reader [A Friend] by kaykay12160, literature
Literature
(Crush's Name) x Reader [A Friend]
**Okay, so this was inspired by the above preview pic, if you can't read it I'll put a link in the description! So please don't murder me if this sounds plagiarized in any way ;-; Thanks guys! Please enjoy! Also, I wonder if any of you guys read this, if you do comment crush in all caps in the comment section, I'm just curious! Okay, bye!**
You hummed a quiet tune in your room. You were currently 5 years old. You and your mom were playing with your dolls. Soon your mom stood up. She pats your head lovingly.
"Okay, (Name), time to sleep," She coos. You nod as you yawn.
"Alright, mommy," You say softly as she picks you up in her ar
Everyone looks at the cover. Everyone goes for the easy way. Everyone doesn't think deeply about things. Everyone has to share their opinions.
Few. Are opposite of this. Our world. Used to be far from that. And now where are we.
People are hiding.
People are killing.
People are angry.
People are judgmental.
People don't care.
People are selfish.
People don't think.
People want it straight forward. and when that doesn't happen. Madness happens. Anger. Sadness.
Who cares what a person is. Or what they've done! They have been titled. And that's the end. They're stuck with it.
Maybe that's the reason criminals don't stop. They hav