Intrigued by a mansion only you can see, you venture into its domain. What lies in wait, when you meet the owner, who is a man of intrigue himself, of the mansion and enter a world separate from the world you know? Will you only be a puppet in the man's schemes or something else? I do not own the cover picture or music videos (or any content within the videos) used in this story. All rights go to the respectful owners. I do own my writing, so please do not steal. Thank you for reading. This story is also on Quotev under my profile name Darkened Warrior.

April is a big girl who knows how to handle herself. Growing up with two older brothers she learned you either fight back or get pushed over. Her kind heart and boyish ways instantly gets her put into the friend zone. Not that she doesn't like having friends. It just be nice to have a boyfriend too. Aden spends most of his time isolated from everyone in school. He just want to make the grades and get through highschool. He doesn't care about making friends or high school crushes. Worlds collide when Aden and April are partnered up for school project. Neither is what the other is expecting but maybe that's a good thing.

Jake and Amber are complete opposites and have nothing in common including their skin color. Jake is the bad boy who has everyone's attention while Amber is the new girl you probably wouldn't even look at her twice. Jake had a little run in with Amber and he can't keep his eyes off of her. When they both become interested in each other they're faced with another big problem. Will this chocolate girl and this white boy be together or will something come in between them? Read to find out. Copyright © 2015 Msfanfictional July 24th, 2015

This is the daily struggles us dark skin girls have to go through. It's not easy but somehow we all make it through them. Copyright © 2015 Msfanfictional September 6th, 2015

"I want to get to know you." He said, slowly scanning my face, with a glint of seductive in his eyes. I swallowed hard. "In what way?" "Everyway." he replied in a tone that had warmth pooling in between my legs involuntarily. **************************************** I didn't know that he was mine, for a great power had made that choice for me. He was the future Alpha of the most powerful pack on the East Coast, the Raven Pack He was confident, sexy, and had power like none other, everything that girls swoon over. Me on the other hand? I was a human, born to lead the East council to follow after my father. Feisty, determined, and smarty pants was my middle name. When I met him, I knew my whole world would change. Who's this guy I'm speaking about? His name is Rayne. And he's my mate. He's all mine And I'm all his. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT WILL BE FOUND Read at your own risk...

Felice Fiore Grande always had rotten luck. She never knew her biological parents, she was always stuck in the abusive or just down right creepy foster houses. And to top it off she has a strange ability to NOT die. No matter what injury is the cause of her death she always wakes up, again. Just because she can't die doesn't mean she can't feel pain, in fact every waking moment she's alive she feels nothing but pain, and as the number of times she dies increases so does the pain. So you can bet she tries to avoid getting killed at all times. One particular night, however, a group of boys 'murders' her and dumps her off in a forest. Of course she wakes up as she always does, only to have a particular psychopathic clown to stumble upon her, and take an interest in her gift, resulting in her getting stalked EVERYWHERE she goes. So her avoidance of death plan is pretty much down the drain.

"Do you know what to do, Amunet?" A voice as sweet as silk whispered into the young girl's ear. Amunet didn't look over her shoulder, but shifted uncomfortably on her bare feet before nodding her head. A soft hand touched her back and urged her forward. All eyes turned towards the girl dressed in transparent linen with her dark hair tumbling down her back and her violet eyes lined by kohl. Every movement caused the jewels on her wrists and ankles to dangle and shimmer in the light. She raised her head and found the Pharaoh's transfixed stare. His jade eyes narrowed in on hers and the room became still and silent. Amunet bowed and, at the pluck of a harp string, began to dance. --- DISCLAIMER: this story is NOT historically accurate. It does not take place in any real time period and therefore there will be inaccuracies and areas that don't make sense in the context of "ancient Egypt." CONTENT WARNING: though this story is not explicit (sexual or otherwise), it does mention more mature themes that may be troubling to some readers, including but not limited to forced prostitution and miscarriage. cover by @Addietay

"Put down the bleach. Your skin is not dirt that needs to be cleaned out like yesterday's shirt. You are comprised of sienna, chestnut, and warm mahogany. Dark as the night sky, constellations are tucked neatly underneath your bones. Your skin reminiscent of the hot chocolate that warms winter nights. Like rings around a tree stump, you too have history etched into your melanin. Don't let the glaring whiteness, blind you from the beauty that you are. "

Bullied and Abused On the mental and the physical Told only to cry Silent Tears Never being able to let it all out She only dreamed of the day she made 18 She'd flee Start a new life And cry the tears she'd Often Silently Let slide down her face Scream And kick and do whatever she please No boundaries School sucked she'd get teased 15 with bruises on her neck Arms And back From where, most wonder She'd easily become fast "You must like it rough!" Many of them would ask Little did they know Her life was lived in fear Would he go all the way tonight? She'd say letting down her silent tears Her loving uncle they'd see But a monster in her eyes "Waiting for the right time" he'd say To open his little prize 18, 18, 18 she'd repeat Only 3 more years To let my silent tears fall Without the fear. --------------------------------------------------- this is an original piece that I wrote to go along with this piece of work. Here's an Intro: Christian is the captain on the basketball team and has made himself very well known. Monica on the other hand keeps to herself. All she wants to do is get good grades and graduate. Monica and Christian are in different clicks. He's the man that run's the "In-Crowd" and she's what you can call an "outsider" but she likes it that way the less friends the less pain hurt and judgment but, when Christian fails a few classes and is threatened to get kicked off the basketball Team he's assigned a tutor, Monica. They say opposites attract, can Christian be the guy that stop's her silent cries? Or will he add his name to the list of people who hurt her?

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