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Dare Series

Dare to Be Mine

She hadn’t expected to be cornered like this, not here, not now. His tall frame loomed over her, blocking any escape as he stood inches from her, pinning her to the wall with his presence alone. His hand rested just above her head, his fingers brushing the cool surface of the locker, creating a barrier that trapped her in place. Her breath caught, her heart thundering in her chest as she realized how little space was left between them. His eyes were dark, full of something she couldn’t decipher but desperately wanted to understand. He stared at her, not saying anything at first, just letting the silence stretch between them. She could feel her pulse race, her face flushing, her body frozen, even though she wanted to push him away. “What are you going to do about it?” he asked, his voice smooth, teasing, and filled with a challenge. There was something in the way he spoke, something that made her stomach twist with a mixture of confusion and excitement. She opened her mouth to say something—anything—but the words wouldn’t come. Her hands hung at her sides, unsure whether to push against his chest or hold herself back. She couldn’t tell if she wanted him to step closer or if she just wanted to run far away from the intensity that radiated from him. “Stop…” she murmured, but the word felt too weak, too powerless against the gravity pulling them together. “What do you want from me?” His lips curled into a small, almost predatory smile. “I want you to stop pretending you don’t feel it,” he said softly, his gaze never leaving hers. His closeness was suffocating, but in the most intoxicating way. The tension between them was palpable, like a storm ready to break. She could feel the heat of his body against hers, could hear the steady rhythm of his breathing as if they were the only two people in the world. She wanted to fight back, wanted to be strong and resist, but something in her—something deep inside—kept her rooted to the spot. He was her classmate, the guy everyone knew, the one with that effortless confidence that made all the girls swoon. And now here he was, making her feel things she wasn’t sure how to deal with. Her hands trembled, caught between pushing him away and giving in to the wild, dizzying pull she felt toward him. She was terrified, but there was also a spark of curiosity, of something she couldn’t quite control. “I’m not… ready for this,” she whispered, though her voice shook with uncertainty. “I don’t even know what you’re doing.” He didn’t answer right away, his gaze softening just enough to let her know that he was listening, that he wasn’t in a rush. He leaned in slightly, his breath brushing against her cheek. “I think you do,” he murmured. “You just don’t want to admit it yet.” Amidst the whirlwind of school friendships, and the pressure. Can anyone dare to be open to the possibility with someone who seems so unreachable?
Eddie_Soul · 515 Views

Don’t You Dare Touch Her

"The moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew that you weren't her real daughter, a real daughter wouldn't have five fingers print on her face caused by a slap, and she wouldn't have let me marry you without a white wedding, please don't ask me how I knew" ...... "Sir, you mean you knew from day one that I wasn't her real daughter" ....... "I told you to not ask questions, and if you must know yes. And when will you stop calling me sir, I married you Kate, I mean I am deeply obsessed with you, but you are hurting me, and for the people that gave you those bruises, I will make them pay. Nobody dares mess with my wife and goes free"...... "Kate let's just start afresh, please I can't live without you. I am ready to do anything just to be with you forever. Plus, you have my child right in your stomach, please don’t do this” Will you marry me."..... Kate stared in disbelief,at the man kneeling in front of her and thought for some seconds that she was dreaming. The almighty Jackson obsessed with her? nobody would even believe that type of a story, especially her aunt and cousins, because even she herself didn't believe it. *************** Never in this life, would people believe that the almighty Jackson will fall madly in love and even obsessed with a particular lady who wasn't even his taste at all. A low class and innocent soul, who everyone thought wouldn't survive his aura. This was a man who plays football with every lady's heart obviously because of his good looks, money and fame. He was a man, who never believed in true love, but he got to testify to love as he fell uncontrollably in it
Black_writer_ · 5.3K Views

Anomalous (Anomalous Series Book 1)

Anomalous from the Latin word "anōmalus" means irregular or unusual, follows the life of Omega Dianne Crawford as she shifts from a child to an adult, having to make choices for herself and what she wishes to be, as well as how she wishes to impact the world. The first big choice she must make is in the beginning of the story, where she has to decide literally what type of person she will be through the form of the coalitions that are presented in the society they live in. However, as we can learn at the beginning of the story, she is more than one coalitions. She fits in several of them. Reading in between the lines, being "ANOMALOUS ", fitting into more than one coalitions was never a bad thing. Even though the society wished to kill those that don't fit into the standard, Omega is essentially good. Fitting everywhere, or nowhere for that case, doesn't have to be a bad thing at all, just as Omega fitted into all, yet none of the coalitions, according to the rules of the Eruditus, the knowledgeable ones, the coalitions that depends on the knowledge they gained from studying which scientists and researchers belong. However, Omega chooses to become a Domitare, the brave and courageous ones, where armies and warriors belong, which means that she will have to face all her fears. She does this with her head held high, and she later learns to overcome them. This is one of the peaks of the story, where Omega obviously shows the strength of being fearless. "There is nothing wrong with having fears, she says, but they should never stop you from becoming what you wish to be and following your dreams." *Omega's POV* We are lucky to be in The City. They say the war was terrible, that the rest of the world was destroyed. Our founders built the wall to keep us safe and they divided us into five groups, the COALITIONS, to keep the peace. I saw people busy, typing on computers, analyzing and computing data's, reading and writing down their thoughts and ideas, looking on their experiments. The smart ones, the ones who value knowledge and logic are in Eruditus. They know everything and they are colored in blue. They lived in this City, the Manhattan. There is also this people who loves farming, tilling the soil, showing kindness and always wearing their smiles that they call happiness. This is the Amicus who farm the land, they are all about kindness and harmony, always happy. They are colored in orange and lived in the City of Queens. On the other hand, this people are banging their gavels, always in the court. The Candidus who value honesty and order. They tell the truth, even when you wish they wouldn't. They are colored in white and lived in the City of Brooklyn. And then there's Domitare. They're our protectors, our soldiers, our police. (Man and woman climbing at the hall's pillar going to the peak) I always thought they were amazing. Brave, fearless and free. Some people think Domitare are crazy, which they kind of are. They are colored black and lived in the City of Staten Island. "Come on Omega."called my father. My coalitions is Abnegatus. The others all call us "Pawn". We lead a simple life, selfless, dedicated to helping others. We even feed the Outcast, the ones who don't fit in anywhere. We are colored into gray and lives in this city called The Bronx. Because we're public servants, we're trusted to run the government. My father works alongside our leader, Matteos Goldwyn. It all works. Everyone knows where they belong. Except for me.
marxiewrites · 8.5K Views
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