’’Harry, ik hou van je!’’ Zei Draco.
’’Maar ik niet van jou, ik heb Ginny al, dus ga weg.’’ Zei Harry.
Met een betraand gezicht, en hangende armen liep Draco weg bij Harry, zou Harry ooit van hem houden? Of word Draco fore ever alone?
~ Met veel humor
~ Don't like Drarry? Just try!
~ Nederlands geschreven, met (sommige) Engelse namen.
~ Nog maar net begonnen, je kunt dus zo invoegen!
Hope you like it!
Ze mag dan wel een prinses zijn, haar leven gaat niet over rozen. Ellianys, prinses van het koninkrijk Ambula, zit al twee jaar opgesloten in de toren van het Koninklijk paleis. Haar dagen zijn eentonig en haar activiteiten variëren van uit het raam staren tot haar hofdame pesten. Maar wat als dat saaie, maar rustige leventje ineens verstoord wordt door het nieuws dat ze uitgehuwelijkt is?
... But I'm weak, and what's wrong with that?
If I'm louder, would you see me? -Harry Styles
Joanna Gerson.
Harry Styles.
A girl so invisible that nobody ever noticed her.
A girl so sweet and pretty.
A girl without friends.
A girl with a big obsession for Harry Styles.
- Mogelijk 16+
- Geschreven en gesproken in Nederlands
- Writer Istina
Simple, but effective.
This is the story of Sjiriki Sylisar, the Shadowguardian. A man who has sold his death to grant his daughter mercy.
To lose one's ability to die seems like a gift rather than a price, something you would want. True immortality, something which many have sought. But when choosing for this shady unlife, Sjiriki knew it would be a curse rather than a blessing. Since then he has learned the true depth of his curse, and he still hasn't been able to do what he set out to do. He's losing himself, and he knows he doesn't have much time left.
Time to find and kill his daughter, before he loses the last shreds of his soul.
quidquid excusatio prandium pro
sometimes your heart knows things, your mind can not explain.
"When all of your wishes are granted, many of your dreams will be destroyed.''
I was made for loving you. |LiLo|
26 hoofdstukken, er komt er elke dag één bij
I can't love you more than this
Inscribed upon my heart
a tattoo of your name
embedded amidst satin desires,
hopes, plans and dreams.
Winged creatures dance
and flutter, deep within my core,
to the melodic phrase of your voice,
sweet orchestration of my soul.
Bringer of the consuming torch
silent keeper of the flame,
elicit contradiction of fiery
provocative needs.
Eternal fires light moonless nights.
While love flickers in the shadows.
Embraced by guarded secrecy.
From ashes of surrender
Awake the night as we dance
slow among the embers.
Torch the heart with sensual
resignation
You're an Angel to me
“Somehow our devils are never quite what we expect when we meet them face to face.”
Bevat 1D-Sexyness
Bevat (waarschijnlijk) homoseksualiteit
Gebaseerd op een idee van mij
POV Feather, Zayn, Louis
Reacties en Kudo's zijn toegestaan
Geen waarschuwing
Stop breaking my Heart
Can't ever get it right
No matter how hard I try
And I've tried
Well, I put up a good fight
But your words cut like knives
And I'm tired
As you break my heart again this time
Wake up, we both need to wake up
Maybe if we face up to this
We can make it through this
Closer, maybe we'll be closer
Stronger than we were before
It made this something more, yeah
Cool, neat, swell -Cry
