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Lupus Heart | Wolf Duology Book One by AswanRush
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Wolf Duology Book One I've been rejected, hated, and abused ever since I could remember; but never once loved. I live in constant fear of what the next day will bring but chances are I might not be alive to see the sun's rising or experience another morning's cold breeze. If I don't die from the constant beatings, I'm just as sure I'll die from the rejection and humiliation I receive everyday; that unlike them the beatings cause emotional damage too. I'm okay with dying, in fact I welcome the idea, if it wasn't for my wolf or my precious little miracle, I wouldn't be here today. I'm broken in every way possible including my heart, it's as damaged as me and the only who can repair me is my mate but even the idea of having a mate and what he'll bring to my life scares me. Love? Rejection? Hope? Only time will tell and let's just hope it's not to late for me. Copyright © 2024 Aswan Rush All rights reserved ®
Bloody Perfection by quannabear
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Who knew that at 17everything you thought made since was confusing in an already confusing time of any girls life. In the past two weeks my best-friend since birth(Sammy) has been lying to me right along with my dad and my newly appointed boy crush. The only thing that is making since in the past two weeks is my new mysterious savior Ethan. There I was shielding my eyes as this guy was trying to rip my clothes off and grab and fondle my tits, with his other hand on the gun he held to my face assuring my silence. I was silently screaming and crying for him to stop, next thing I heard sounded like thick paper ripping and half of a scream. I was to afraid to look and afraid not to at the same time. With all the strength I had in me I freed my eyes from the grip of my now wet hands. I had to adjust to the darkness around me. As soon as I came to, I caught sight of this gruesome handsome face. From the side he looked very mature and even apologetic at the corps laying bloody and limp on the ground. When he looked at me and everything in me told me to run but their was something in his eyes and I knew he wouldn't hurt me. He even looked vaguely familiar.