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  • More than a thousand years (SkyThera)  by KingYuuko1317
    KingYuuko1317
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      Reads 86
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    Dasha Taran as Sky Deva Cassel as Cythera
  • Cuban Flower by inessampai0
    inessampai0
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      Reads 80
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    Bianca, a young Italian girl with a simple life based on riding her bicycle among the mountains, playing clarinet on her bedroom balcony, working night shifts in the pediatric ward of the local hospital, and melting into the stacks of books on her desk. Yasiel, a young Cuban boy who lives for Reggae music and its culture, and who can't get enough of working as a florist and in his spare time, tearing up the waves of the sea. Two worlds connected by a smartphone screen and a voice.
  • MAGNOLIA | MIXTE1963 by i4YJNZ
    i4YJNZ
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    One's biggest sin is being sinless. Magnolia's biggest sin is existing. @i4YJNZ Voltaire High or Mixte1963 JP X OC X JD
  • His curls by curlsflower
    curlsflower
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    " looking at me then suddenly I'm in love, im love" - LDA
  • welcome to the estate  by hopeslovebot
    hopeslovebot
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      Reads 237
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      Parts 9
    • °* welcome to the estate °* • ╰┈➤ "some estates are built on blood this one never tried to hide it" "what started as a vacation became a test of who could lie the best and survive the longest" - by unknown in which a mother takes her two children and their friends to meet her boyfriend and his estate and it turns into a murder spree status: on going started: 08/01/2025 completed: ??? translations: ??? reads: 138 [ oc x oc ] cover: @me ©hopeslovebot
  • Echo Circuit by missadreva
    missadreva
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    When a civil engineer student Elara Yves Harrington begins her final year at university, she's only focused on one thing: surviving. Plagued by vivid visions of events that haven't happened - and haunted by emotions she can't explain - she lives her days like blueprints: controlled, exact, and cold. But everything shatters the day Dr. Sena Valerie Aldridge, a young and enigmatic structural dynamics professor, transfers into the engineering department. From the moment their eyes meet, Elara knows something is wrong. She's seen this woman before - in fractured memories, in dreams, in screams. And always... in endings. As they're drawn together by an illicit research project and an electric, unspoken attraction, Elara uncovers a buried truth: her life may not be real at all. She is the product of a failed experiment - an artificial consciousness caught in a loop of tragedy, love, and death... always revolving around Sena. This time, the simulation is different. The feelings are deeper. The memories clearer. And Elara is starting to remember how each past loop ends - with one of them dead, and the other destroyed. But what happens when a program learns to rewrite its own fate? "Echo Circuit" is a gripping, slow-burn psychological GL thriller about love, memory, and identity - where the most dangerous variable in a system is the heart. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Tagalog and English (Taglish)
  • Our 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦  by Flwrry_Luma
    Flwrry_Luma
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    ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᵈᵒᵉˢⁿᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ˢᵉˣᵘᵃˡ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ༼ つ ◕_◕ ༽つ🍪
  • Behind The Camera Flashes by heinkkin
    heinkkin
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    Lights. Camera. Action. -Calleine Armani, the daughter of two famous public figures. Her fame, her name, the recognition she receives are all thanks to her dear family. She dislikes like the attention as she constantly proves herself to everyone that she isn't just another Armani. Yvanna Karimova-a name that easily catches attention without having to beg for it. Effortlessly stunning, as they call her. She gives the people exactly what they want and, while letting them perceive whatever they believe about her. Always smiles for the camera. And when their paths cross.. "You're one desperate bitch." "And you're nothing but a marketing bait."
  • 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐰, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐲 , 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐫 by BOMBASSEE
    BOMBASSEE
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    ✧ : -˚̣⋅ . 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 , 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐘 (𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙴 𝙱𝙾𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝙰𝙺𝙰 𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙱𝚁) ❛ And I believe they're meant to be something, somehow, someday❜ ⤷ In which her ex blows up on tiktok and she happens to find out. ( 𝚂𝙷𝙰𝙽𝙴 𝙱𝙾𝙾𝚂𝙴 𝚇 𝙵𝙴𝙼!𝙾𝙲 ) ( 𝙱𝙾𝙾𝙺 𝚃𝚆𝙾 𝙸𝙽 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚄𝙿𝚃𝙾𝚆𝙽 𝙶𝙸𝚁𝙻 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂 ) ( 𝚂𝙾𝙲𝙸𝙰𝙻 𝙼𝙴𝙳𝙸𝙰 𝚇 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴 )
  • 𝓓𝓸  𝓶𝓮  𝓷𝓸  𝔀𝓻𝓸𝓷𝓰 by Katie4026
    Katie4026
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    "Am I that easy to forget...?" She asked with a smile on the outside but on the inside it hurt. She spent her whole life getting hurt by people who used actions and phrases as weapons. Little did they know they walked among a woman of extreme power and undeniable abilities. They walk among one of the sisterhood. A groups known to very very few but feared by those who are aware of their heavenly presence.
  • i can see you | c.s. au by nocturnalwriter22
    nocturnalwriter22
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      Parts 21
    "They keep watchful eyes on us So, it's best if we move fast and keep quiet" I Can See You, 1:27-1:34 ︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵ what happens when the daughter of high school sweethearts start investigating the love story of her parents? read in i can see you a part of an original au series: university stories book 2
  • 𝑪𝑶𝑺𝑰𝑴𝑨 | 𝐓.𝐒 | by Narixx
    Narixx
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    Cosima Blackshaw had buried a hundred men, but never one still breathing. When Thomas Shelby came to her with smoke in his voice and a plan stitched in sin, asking for a casket for a man not yet dead, she looked him in the eye and told him no. Death was not a game, and her work was not a stage. But fate has cruel hands, and in Small Heath, the line between the mortician and the gangster frayed too easily-so their paths crossed again, and again, like moths drawn to the same quiet flame.