Hating Ronan

Hating Ronan

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"Oh come on, Mina, you tolerated me at one point," he places his lips on the soft crevasse of my neck. "I'm sure you can do it again."✥Ronan and Mina were best friends in the seventh grade, they were completely inseparable. They hung out every minute of every day and fought for each other until they didn't. Until one day, Mina's parents packed up and moved across the country, leaving Ronan alone and devastated.Fourteen years later, Ronan's at Westfield Diner, he's ordering his usual coffee when he hears that familiar voice. And that voice belongs to no one other than Mina.✥You have to read Saving Athena first, please!Don't copy or post my work anywhere. Do not edit or translate!Started May First 2021Finished…

Saving Athena ✓

Saving Athena ✓

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"Say something," he snaps, "or is that pretty little mouth of yours finally going to stay shut?" ✧Four-point five hundred seventy-one billion years ago the galaxy formed. The planets were set into orbit and four-point five hundred forty-three billion years ago the earth was created. Human life as we know it was started.All of that expansion led Athena Grace to Ace Hawthorne.She had never met someone so malicious, someone willing to put himself above others in a switch. He had never met anyone so wholehearted, someone willing to give up their happiness for everybody else's. All it took was one simple tug of the door for her to fall into him, for her to see the boy with a demure smile that covered his cheeks like stardust. And just like that, the fate of the universes collided.✧"You waited for me?" I ask, a small smile playing on my lips as I tilt my head."Didn't want to get up," he rests his elbows on the table and supports his face. I stare at him in awe, big black eyes with thick lashes that flutter against his honey skin. His lips are pink and they get pinker when he chews on them, and he has a tiny scar right beneath his jaw. He stirs. "Why are you staring at me?" "Is it too early in our friendship to call you pretty?" I murmur, not caring to stop my words as my eyes flicker to his. He opens his mouth to say something, then presses his lips together and stays silent, but his cheeks slightly turn pink which makes my heart thump out of my chest. "Oh my God, you're blushing.""What? No-" He takes his elbows off the table and wipes at his cheeks. "No, I'm just hot.""I called you pretty," I bite my lips. "And now you're blushing.""Be quiet, Athena. I'm not blushing. I don't blush." He drapes his arms across his chest."Ace Hawthrone," I lean closer on the table. "I most definitely made you blush." ✧DON'T POST THIS ANYWHERE! NO TRANSLATIONSIF YOU DO LEGAL ACTION WILL BE TAKEN Started: September 5, 2020.Completed: March 8, 202…

Telephone Therapy ✓

Telephone Therapy ✓

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Two teenagers, one payphone, one wrong number. What could possibly go right?✦"Hey hey, pretty stranger.""Hey hey, stranger.""Wow, just stranger? Not even devilishly handsome witty stranger?""Take it or leave it.""Duly noted."✦Do not translate, copy, or post this story anywhere!Any similarities are coincidences!(I own none of the photos used!)…