This is a story of a girl who you might see as happy and normal, but what lies underneath the surface is what you don't see. Being hurt and witnessing death is something that she had gotten quite used to. Sophia Gray has had a rough start to life, falling in and out of love, seeing her loved ones die around her from a young age and being rejected by her own flesh and blood on her sexuality. She feels alone, she is alone, Sophia is her own best friend. For you to understand her you first need to experience what she's gone through, lets take a trip through her life so far. Trigger Warning: This story contains assaults, self-harm, mental illness and suicide. If you're a victim of any assault, self-harming, suicidal thoughts or suffer from a mental illness, please don't keep it locked up, talk to someone or seek help. Speaking up and getting help is the best thing you can do not only for yourself but others around you as well. This story might also be too much to handle, so please if you get triggered please stop reading, I'll understand. Your mental health comes first.

[TRIGGER WARNING: story contains abuse, rape, self harm, and mentions of suicide] Teenage werewolf Elaina Wilson has been tortured for the majority of her life, by people she once trusted and loved. Her pack, her father and Alpha, everyone. Scars cover her body, as well as her emotions and memory. Her heart, as torn and cracked as it is, has abandoned all hope of love, but still manages to fill her body with complete sadness. She can't look anyone in the eye, or make physical contact without flinching. But she doesn't need any comfort, she's abandoned any prospect of someone loving her again, she doesn't want anyone to love her. She wants an escape, a safe haven to run to. She doesn't want any friends, and is terrified of the idea of having a mate, because she feels that they would only hurt her. She simply wants to be left alone, because all she's ever known is pain. Her memories of abuse traumatize her, and her happy memories taunt her. She doesn't want to even try making new, happier memories. She considers happiness a lost cause for her. Will she change her mind when she meets the handsome alpha of a neighboring pack, Xavier, and discovers he's her mate? Or will her fright and depression completely consume her? *********************** All Rights Reserved, no stealing please. Cover credits to @undersize, thank you so much! Anyone interested in making a cover or fan art can send it to me through DM :) Thanks for reading!

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"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

Alana Mitchell came to accept that her life was destined to be a hard and miserable one. In her mind it was only fair. After all, it was her fault her dad was dead and her mother turned to drugs and alcohol. So she was determined to protect her little sisters and spend her life making up for her mistakes. But things get difficult when her mother's condition worsens and tragedy strikes again. When her past and forseeable future threatens to tear her apart, she's forced to fight to keep the promise she made to her father. This is the tale of how one dark night sent Alana Mitchell down the path of pain, misery, and self-hate. The very same path that also leads her to the road to peace of mind, acceptance, and love. Caution: This isn't a story for the faint of heart.

(Previously known as: The Life of the Bullied) ~How can you say you love someone, when you can't even love yourself?~ "I love you, Sarah Emilia Hall." "I-I think you should leave." I could literally see the life drain out of his eyes when I said that, his arms falling limply to his sides as he backed up, stepping down a couple steps from me. I don't know what possessed me to say that when he was so vulnerable and obviously telling the truth, but I couldn't tune out the voice inside my head screaming he couldn't love a fat cow like me. He couldn't love someone so useless, someone so ugly. "I-yeah. I think you might be right. I-I'll talk to you later." James practically ran down the stairs, not turning around once as he left the house, the only sound left of him was the slamming of the front door. **** Sarah Hall is the fat girl. Having people, let alone her ex-friends tease, ridicule, and insult her every day she's bound to have trust issues. Although she tries to blend into the crowd, pretend she's as invisible as she seems, her life is quickly interrupted when James Black waltzes in like he wasn't there every day when she was bullied. And it doesn't help that she has sporadic bursts of the confident girl she once was coming in every now and then. James Black is a popular boy. Tattoos, star soccer player, the center of the popular crowd. He doesn't care what anyone has to say or think about him, but when his attention is captured by one particular beauty he's bound to have some selective words for those who bully her. Yeah, he has a thing for the fat girl, the only thing is now getting her to have one for him. Find out what happens when they meet, and what exactly happens when the fat girl and the popular boy get together. Highest Ranking: #44 in Teen Fiction, October 4rth, 2016