𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗡 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗥𝗦 𝗙𝗢𝗥𝗚𝗘𝗧 𝗨𝗦❜ ❫ ─── ❝ 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 ❞ ' 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧 ' ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ | ❝ IF THE 𝗙𝗨𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗢𝗢𝗡 LOVES 𝘠𝘖𝘜, WHY 𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘙𝘠 ABOUT THE 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙎?❞ ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾｡･:*:･ﾟ. ༻✦༺. ͙⁺˚*･༓☾｡･:*:･ﾟ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 . . a shapeshifter imprints on a human girl, who was only visiting 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗸𝘀, 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗼𝗻 to see her friend. status 𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 as of OCTOBER of 2024 embry call x oc new moon - breaking dawn pt2 ©️ carme1awrites

"When you see her, everything changes. All of a sudden it's not gravity holding you to the planet, it's her. Nothing else matters. You would do anything; be anything for her." ❖❖❖❖❖ After the death of their parents, Reed and Callas Quinn move back to the small community of La Push, Washington, to live with their grandparents. The Quileute Reservation, where they had grown up, seems even more welcoming and home-like since they moved back. Although, Reed remembers it slightly differently to his younger sister, Callas. Mainly because he was the one who was told by his grandparents about the legends of the tribe, the legend about being descended from wolves and how the wolves were their brothers still, and genuinely wanted to believe that maybe, just possibly, that it was true. Unlike her brother, Callas was never really phased by the legends that their tribe had brought them up on. She couldn't really remember much of the stories anyway, being so young when their father took them out of La Push to live somewhere else, after the death of their mother had taken a toll on him. But returning once more, ten years later, with Reed being almost twenty and more able to look after his sixteen-year-old sister, he falls back into the comfort of the legends and myths of the tribe. Maybe too comfortably. While Callas sees it as an opportunity to finally be back to her roots, back to her loving grandparents and ageing dog, and to finally feel like she belongs. Callas wasn't the type of person to mind moving, having done it for over half of her life. So, transferring to La Push High School wasn't weighing heavily on her mind. But accidentally bumping into a group of russet-coloured skinned boys, while in her own mind, did. Her connection to the boys was almost instant, which put Reed slightly on edge. Especially if he believed the legends to be true. © copyright | tribecky | 2017

Warning: Mature Audiences Only!! -Strong Sexual Content -R-rated language -Adult situation This book is a ROMANCE, no matter how terrifying it may look at first. *** DESCRIPTION *** "I'll fucking slit your throat, you lying cunt. I don't have to burn you alive, I'll murder you with my own bare hands. I'll enjoy it, too. Laugh my ass off while you drown in your own blood, you're worthless and pathetic." He spat, his body shaking with uncontrollable rage. I felt my windpipes being crushed, tears welded in my eyes as I choked. I gasped for air, "well...someone d-didn't eat breakfast this morning. You're just Cuckoo for Coco P-Puffs." His massive hands tightened around my throat, shaking my body violently as his knuckles turned white with force, his beautiful face turned completely sinister with anger. Black spots darted in my vision, consuming my sight as they grew. My head started to feel light and airy as I began choking to death. His voice shook with rage, "What. Are. You." He seethed. His red eyes wide with fury. "I'm Batman." I choked, as I blacked out. *** 18 years ago, a baby girl was born, but she was born frail and weak. Her bones were delicate, and her heart could not beat on its own. The doctors told the mother that she would surely die within hours of her birth. Her mother prayed for something, anything to save her baby. The Devil answered. He saved her baby, and granted her the favor of life. With the mark of the Devil himself, branded into the smooth flesh of her skin. She had been claimed by the Devil, her fate sealed by the scar. But everyone knows... The Devil always comes to collect. ***

Twilight FanFic. We all know about Leah Clearwater. The only female wolf in Sam's cult. The only wolf without an imprint. The only heartbroken one. The only bitter one. Even Jacob had an imprint. How couldn't she have one by now? Perhaps love isn't in her favors. Just when she thought love would never come her way, someone moves into town and cracks Leah out of her shell, causing Leah to finally become the girl she used to be. The girl she was when she was Sam's girl...or maybe even better. Note: This is reposted from my old account @LyssieLyss69

Abuse wouldn't describe what Miley would go through on a daily basis. Moving to a new school isn't gonna be easy especially a school with a lower population. That makes the risk of any one seeing her scars more likely. Miley never had a real friend since her mom died of cancer when she was six. But maybe this new town has a certain thing or rather someone who catches her eye. This is the story about Miley Gilbert and her very abusive father, that move to La Push Washington. Her mothers death causes her dad to result in violence with her on a daily basis. When she goes to La Push high school she meets a certain a**hole that changes her life forever by one look. #1- Jared Cameron (didn't put the date) #9 - Jacob black (04/14/23)

in which tragic stories of bad luck, broken relationships, and supernatural destinies transpire. Kat Cameron is reckless. Paul Lahote is a hothead. Two fiery personalities don't mix. But can they, to sate the whims of the universe?

Natalie Chambers didn't know about her father's gang, that is until he sold her. What Natalie didn't know is that he sold her to, one of the most dangerous gang leaders around. Carter Grayson. {PLEASE DO NOT STEAL MY IDEAS} Achievements #12 in Romance

I stand there with my back away from him. I couldn't look at him not after he hurt me. How was I supposed to believe anything that came out of his mouth? "Helena. I'- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." taking a step closer. The heat of his muscular body penetrated my cold skin. "Leave, just - leave me alone. I can't take it anymore. You broke me. Don't you get that?" whispering the last part. "I did. Please..." "Don't, your words don't mean anything. You don't mean anything." I wanted him to hurt as badly as he hurt me. "That's not true. I know you don't mean that. You want me as much as I want you." his breath lingering in my ear. "Don't flatter yourself. I hate you. I.Don't.Want.You." hissing as I turned around to face him. He pursed his lips and I knew my words cut deep. I wasn't going to be nice anymore. Kane made sure that part of me was gone. Silence filled the room. It was suffocating me just like he was and right when I was going to turn around he grabbed me slamming me to his hard chest. "Too bad, cause I want you." smashing his lips on mine he kissed me hungrily as if his life depended on it. I tried pushing him away but I couldn't or simply I just didn't want to. Did I want him after what he's done? Lifting me up he walked us to the bed laying me down slowly. Pulling away he took his shirt off then kissed me again. "I want you. There's no one else I want more than you. Let me be your first and last." I didn't know what I was thinking or if I was at that moment, but I wanted him. I couldn't deny it. "Take me. I want you to make love to me." letting the words come out making him smile. Without another word he kissed me softly. "I've been waiting for you to say that to me for a while. I will make love to you until the sun comes up baby." then took my shirt off with everything else. His body pressed against mine. "I love you Helena and I always will." as he entered me taking my virginity just like he always planned to. #47- 11/23/16 #65- 11/24

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

This is for 18+. Adult language and situations. Sexual situations and violence. Read at your own discretion. Copyright 2015 Kylie micheals wishes she was a normal girl, but being raised by a mother who was a drug addict and prostitute was hard. Being a 19 year old, fresh out of high school makes it hard. Working at a bar, late at night to make ends meet is difficult and she barely eats and sleeps. Randy Evans is a 21 year old that has a lot on his shoulders. He's the leader of a ruthless gang and has to ensure all his boys are strong and self sufficient. A lot of them have no family left and when he found them, they became family. But the day that randy finds Kylie laying in an alley, beaten black and blue and covered in blood he feels a desperate need to make sure she survives. But she doesn't know what has happened. She has memory of the attack, but doesn't know randy. But now, she can never return to her old life. Can she change the gang member? Or will she die trying?