"because if you could love someone, and keep loving them, without being loved back... Then that love has to be real." Hey guys, I'm Kayla. What you're about to read is real. What you're about to read is personal. What you're about to read is RAW and UNCUT. This... This is my story. My story of meeting the love of my life. My little tornado of love. Enjoy. Xoxo

"Porchay Kittisawat, can you along with the look of our greatest God, doom yourself in hell through this marriage ?" "I...I...do..." Porchay says lowering his head not looking at his future husband. He feels like suffocating. He feels like disappearing. He doesn't know what to think anymore or do in this situation. "Kimhan Theerapanyakul, are you ready to take Porchay Kittisasat with you along the road of the damned?" A small smirk comes across his face. Kim takes Porchay's hands in his own, making the younger gasp. He smiles proudly and turns his head towards his father. "Oh, hell yeah I do!"

❝They weren't alike, but poles apart connected to form two lines...❞ ----- [Completed] [Heavy Editing Ongoing] [Third Person Limited Narration] ----- © 2016 Suganthii Story Cover - Designing Pattern and Creative Idea © Suganthii Media attached to this story belong to their rightful owners and are not violated by any means.

"No one can have you beside me" he said "Why are you making my life a living hell? What have I done to you? She said "when I laid my eyes on you ,I knew that you were mine only . mine to keep , mine to hurt , mine to cherish, mine to love , mine to bully " , he said while pulling me towards him. A/n: This is my first ever fanfiction that I wrote back in 2019. So it's really cringy so forgive my cringy writing and bad choices of outfits and other stuffs. Start :18/5/2019 Ended: 26/5/2020.

As it is said loving someone and being with someone can't be planned but ..... What will happen when a broken girl try to survive in a selfish world craving for love and attention Let's join her in her journey..... "Where do you think you are going"he asked (Moving towards her) "Obviously not with you that's confirm" she replied hastily...(trying not to stutter) I invite all my readers to please have a look at my first book 😀😃hope you all enjoy Please let me know if you like my work with lots of love and respect🤗

📖. pilot : ⤹ 🦋 #KimChay AU. "Only him. Only Porchay. His Porchay. And the profound realization that their story held too many "almost" for them to continue pretending." when Chay and Kim grow together and with them their feelings. 「 Before going into the main story, I hope you will enjoy reading this one as much as I loved writing it. I thought a lot about how I was going to post this AU, considering posting it all at once or part by part. Eventually, an idea struck me-to structure it around the life cycle. Much like a butterfly's transformation, you'll be able to read the metamorphosis of Porchay and Kimhan over the course of their lives, capturing the essence of their friendship growing into a relationship. The story unfolds in four distinct stages: Egg, caterpillar, chrysalis, and butterfly, each representing a significant cycle. I trust that you'll find it more enjoyable like this. And no, the choice of the butterfly is not random; it too holds significance in the AU. 」 🌸. English is not my native language, so I apologize for any grammar, punctuation, text structure, or other language-related errors. Have a good read. 💜

CRINGE WARNING! First book I ever wrote on here!! -- "Sometimes the person who you are willing to take a bullet for is the person behind the gun." I stood peering over the cold lifeless body that lay before my eyes. I had always thought of death the enemy, but right now, I blessed it upon the person who is now at peace. Sometimes you don't need to be the smartest, or the fastest, but you do need to be wisest. They say the blood runs deeper than water, and I believe it, because even though the people that we love can turn on us and begin to hate us, they are only human, meaning that soon they will begin to see how short life really is and how it is not to be wasted. People who seem perfect and they look like they have no floors'; they are the people who are suffering, like I was. But I found my savior in the most uncommon place. He was able to look through my mask, he saw the cracks, and tried to fix the broken girl that hid away deep inside the girl who only wanted to be seen as 'fine'. I slowly began to find comfort and safety in him, and I did the same to him. We were two broken people becoming whole. Someone once said when you pass, if you can count your true friends on one hand you are beyond lucky, and I even though I did not like the person that lay before me, I know that he once had true friends, including me. I'm a 17 year old girl who has suffered more than any other, beginning to believe that 'Hope' was just another word the people throw around. Until I fell in love with a badboy. Trailer to the side -------------------> Made By @Laura__1 Cover made by @Beautiful_Tragedy8 Copyright 2014

Copyright-all rights reserved This is a fictional story. This is to show people who have been abused that they still can be loved. Its also shows that there is people out there that care and want to help. This story also has some twists and turns to keep things interesting. So hopefully you'll keep reading so enjoy. Helpful comments will be appreciated. and vote, like.etc. Thanks , Love Angelforever-1D PS: the characters discribed are from my imagination but some are based on celebs . Thanks ang xx

A fat teenage girl's one sided love story with an other religion boy. Did she confessed it to him? Did he accept her love? Did both their religion became an obstacle in their story? Let's see 😜