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Second chance runaway

In Second Chance Runway, we follow the tumultuous life of Elena Vargas, a young woman whose beauty is overshadowed by her lack of self-care and the oppressive figures around her. At 21, she is forced into a loveless marriage by her mother, to a man who is nothing but cruel. Despite landing a lucrative job at the prestigious Grand State Buildings, Elena’s life is far from grand as her husband seizes her earnings, and her family treats her with disdain. Her world shatters further when her husband’s affair with her sister comes to light. Just when it seems like her story has reached its tragic end, fate intervenes. A fatal accident sends Elena back in time, waking up as her 18-year-old self. With memories of her past life intact, she seizes this miraculous opportunity to rewrite her destiny. Determined to pursue her long-forgotten dream of becoming a supermodel, Elena embarks on a journey of self-discovery and empowerment. But it’s not just about the glitz and glamour; it’s about settling scores. As she rises through the ranks of the fashion world, Elena plots a sophisticated revenge against those who wronged her, all while navigating the complexities of love, family, and fame. Will Elena’s second chance lead her to the life she’s always dreamed of, or will the shadows of her past prove too difficult to escape? Second Chance Runway is a story of resilience, ambition, and the transformative power of self-belief.

Ava_000 · LGBT+
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I love you, Elena ( R18)

"Let me show you how much I'm better than Zaya," Carmen whispered, her voice filled with a mix of challenge and longing. The words sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a fire within me that I couldn't ignore.

Her lips descended upon mine once more, this time with a fervor that took my breath away. She kissed me deeply, her tongue dancing with mine in a rhythm that felt both familiar and exhilarating. I couldn't help but respond, my hands clutching at her shirt, pulling her closer.

Carmen's hands roamed over my body, her touch both gentle and insistent. She slid her hand under my shirt, her fingers grazing my skin, sending sparks of electricity through me. I moaned softly, arching into her touch, my body craving more.

She pulled back for a moment, her eyes locking with mine. "You're so beautiful, Elena," she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. Her words were like a balm to my soul, soothing and stirring me all at once.