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A Story That Holds Us Together

"Everybody says writers create stories..... but I don't believe that. I believe writers have their own stories which help them to become actual writers," Annabelle spelled those words fearlessly. There was nothing that could stop her to move forward, to stop her to make her own story. Anna threw the microphone she was holding and came down from the stage just to find her story, that guy who was standing backstage with his eyes fixed on her. Yes, he was her story. Then again, he is the only man she can ever make a story with. A story that is she obsessed with all along. He kissed her passionately and whispered to her, "Let's make a story that holds us together, my love." A crashed princess and an unknown prince charming fell in love with each other so madly, that's how their love story worked! *** *** *** *** "If I say it was a love at first sight, what would you do?" "I will just reject you," she answered calmly. Kiera has given up on love. She promised that she is never going to fall in love. But the irresistible guy just came into her life forcefully as he fell in love with her from the moment his eyes fell upon her. She was nonchalant and on the other hand, he was persistent. She can't fall in love with him but she still can't resist seeing him with any other woman. Can they also make a story? A story that can also hold them together? - - - - - - - - So? What if I say all of this is just a delusion? A delusion that I am forcing you, people, to think? Who knows if it is true or not? Only the end can define its ending. Let's stick to the end together? Shall we? ________________________ *Daily Uploads* *Female Leading* *R-18* *Readers should read it at their own risk* I am not gonna take responsibility for them! #Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/jEgFATUvwN #Personal IG: nimbu420

nimbu420 · Urban
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#ROMANCE
#R18
#SMUT
#FIRSTLOVE

I'm Sorry

There was a pin drop silence inside the fitting room. Anna grew impatient as Kiera didn't help her. She heard a mild rustling sound from behind. All of a sudden, a cold and rough skin touched her bare one as her shiver rose its degree.

It was definitely not Kiera's hand, she knew.

She also knew the moment whose fingers they were, she knew because she felt this touch several times on her own skin.

But still, she felt a little doubt, as rationally it hit her mind. How can it be possible? It doesn't even make sense.

It's not a fantasy novel that anyone would show up to just because she wants them to.

Feeling a little conflicted and fearful at the same time, she felt goosebumps on her skin. Slowly, inhaling a sharp breath she batted her eyes on the mirror just in front of her and her reflection on the mirror together with the person standing behind her.