Anonymous Jasmine
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His Tempting Love
Young Adult Liliana is a friendless, socially awkward, and tomboy who is constantly being ridiculed for her appearance and lack of social connections. However, she is destined to meet a charming prince, and a rollercoaster ride awaits her, which will completely transform her life.
Jason is a charming, arrogant jock who has never trusted a girl, who has never believed in steadfast love, and who has finally decided to be with the tomboy girl, Liliana. At first, his goal was to keep the girls out of his way. However, once they both looked into each other's eyes and kissed, once the sparks of love-struck their hearts.
"Can you tell me why you're dressing like a boy? "Do you have any idea that you're a girl?" He chuckled, inspecting her from her shoes to her bizarre bun in a mocking manner.
"Then kiss me," she said, a competitive tone in her voice as she raised her eyebrows in irritation.
She caught him off guard with her words, but she managed to pull him into a powerful kiss that broke his heart.
They had no intention of falling in love with each other. But it was their destiny. You might like
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As Jessa transformed, she begins to catch the eye of everyone around her, especially Noah.
Noah, initially blinded by his perception of Jessa as merely Jackson's sister, started to see her in a new light. How did she become the captivating woman invading his thoughts? When did she become the object of his fantasies?
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Tango The ninety-ninth time Jax Little broke my heart was the last time. We were the golden couple of Northgate High, our future perfectly mapped out for UCLA. But in our senior year, he fell for a new girl, Catalina, and our love story became a sick, exhausting dance of his betrayals and my empty threats to leave.
At a graduation party, Catalina "accidentally" pulled me into the pool with her. Jax dove in without a second's hesitation. He swam right past me as I struggled, wrapped his arms around Catalina, and pulled her to safety.
As he helped her out to the cheers of his friends, he glanced back at me, my body shivering and my mascara running in black rivers.
"Your life isn't my problem anymore," he said, his voice as cold as the water I was drowning in.
That night, something inside me finally shattered. I went home, opened my laptop, and clicked the button that confirmed my admission.
Not to UCLA with him, but to NYU, an entire country away. My Daddy and Uncles
Flying Soul đŠ âAlina, you will get late for school againâ I heard Dad banging on my door.
âLast 10 minâ I mumble, but my eyes widen. I was with Uncle Harrison. Did Dad find us?
âAlinaâŠâ I opened my eyes, I was in my room and Harrison was looking at me with a warm smile wearing his signature suit.
âI am taking a bathâ I yelled.
âCome fast, your breakfast is ready,â Dad said before leaving.
âGood morningâ Uncle Harrison came to bed cupping my face he kissed me.
âGood morningâ I whispered on his lips.
âWhen did you bring me here,â I asked.
âYou were sleeping,â He said, scooping me in his arms and entering my bathroom.
âThis hide and seek is terribleâ I sighed.
âBut it's funâ He chuckled.
Author Note...
Hello dear Readers,
Meet Alina and her family.
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I would not be their entertainment.
I would survive this.
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