Megan Blake was a child star who had it all. With millions of adoring fans and a contract with the highest rated television network for children, she was the envy of every little girl who wanted a taste of fame. But behind the smiles and glamour, Megan Blake suffered from being exploited by her greedy parents and a creepy producer. Will she be able to tell her tragic story to the public, or will she suffer the fate of other child stars who dared to challenge the depravity of Hollywood? *** This story is based on the terrible things that many real child stars have endured. It is my way of trying to shed light on the exploitation of famous children. There will be moments that may be hard to read.

Alyxis Dasher had it all. Great friends, perfect grades, and an almost unparalleled talent for dance. A strategic planner, her future is set: graduate top of her class from the Hilliard Ballet Academy, and join a prestigious ballet company that tours the world and would ultimately gain her international stardom. But when the unthinkable happens, destroying Alysix's innocence, self esteem, and trust in everything around her, things change. Her whole world caves, leaving her bitter and broken. Unable to move past it, Alyxis ends up on a downwards spiral and her dreams become simply that: useless dreams. Worried about her wellbeing, her parents send her to live with her Aunt Sadie, hoping the change from her hectic city life will do her good. But will a new scenery and break from constant high expectations be enough to bring back the old Alyxis? Or will the weight of what she has suffered prove too much and swallow the last fractured pieces of her soul, leaving nothing but emptiness and resentment behind? Axl Swanson is as cynical as they come thanks to years of disappointment from a consistently absent father and countless betrayals by a selfish mother. End result: a mental armour so thick he considers himself immune to people's empty promises, lies, and deceitful behaviour. Such a blatantly flippant attitude ensures that he has no real friends, something that Suits Axl just fine as it means nobody can get close enough to hurt him. Determined to remain untouchable, he does his best to ignore the New York transfer student Alyxis Dasher whose haunted eyes and skittish tendencies pique his curiosity. But when a unexpected encounter with Alyxis in the school gym leads Axl to believe she is facing some pretty big demons of her own, things change. He has a decision to make. Will he break his well honed anti social habits to get closer to the one person who could potentially end up hurting him the most? Or will seventeen years of injustices and the fear they've i

"lord, i just want to be happy....is that too much to ask?"

*#1 in true story, 8/14/19* I guess you could say I'm going through some shit. What you're about to read are a series of journal entries following my survival of rape. Each update emerges from the deepest, most sorrowful recesses of my mind, so I caution you to proceed with gentleness and compassion. WARNING: I do not want pity, nor do I want any comment that says "I hope you're doing better," or "I hope you're okay now." It is my firm belief and ambition to allow myself the honor of not being okay. Humanity loves happy endings, but to get to a happy ending, you must first go through the process. I'm in the process. I'll get to the happy ending eventually, but please... don't choose to focus on the future and project that upon me while I'm sinking in the present. Now, without further ado... I welcome you into my story.

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Over the past year, he became distant. He ignored her, began to cherish her less, and went against the vows they made to one another. Despite the young son he shared with her, he became disconnected from the family he had once loved. Started: July 27th, 2017 Completed: August 8th, 2017 Highest Ranking: #71 in short story Cover By: styleslight

When Americans turn 20, they become immortal- if they can afford it. Ilana is ready for her birthday so that she can become immortal and enjoy a world where there's no need to live cautiously. When a new amendment is proposed to euthanize Americans who can't afford immortality, the entire country- and Ilana's plans for her birthday- are turned upside down forever. *Content Warning(s): This story contains some mature themes such as grooming, mild gun violence, character death, mild drug use, and brief mention of suicide.

All that mattered was that the kisses were means to an end for Grindelwald. Houses, money, loyalty... kisses could buy those things. Kisses were interesting things in that way. Queenie Goldstein, it seemed, did not need to be bought. She was already loyal. She was already hard-working. But, like Vinda, she was beautiful, and she was Grindelwald's. And sometimes he just wanted to play with the things that were his. Sometimes he just wanted to toy with the beautiful creatures who clung to him, like drowning victims clutching to flotsam, ripe for a kiss. ********************************************* Nurmengard Castle. Queenie is serving Grindelwald and discovers that her happiness lies in her liberation from the mundane life she's left behind. Exploiting Queenie's new eagerness, Grindelwald decides to avail himself of his beautiful new servant -- after all, physical contact is just manipulation and satisfaction. But surrounding events complicate what should be simple, and Grindelwald finds himself far more attracted to Queenie than he'd expected to be. Crimes of Grindelwald-compliant.

agony /ˈaɡəni/ noun extreme physical or mental suffering. A Draco Malfoy love story [contains mature themes: violence, swearing & sexual themes]

"Wait! You can see me?" He asks with wide eyes. I roll my eyes at his stupidity, is he high or something? "Of course I can see you, you idiot!" I say with annoyance lacing my tone. He looks at me with bewilderment at me as if I just grew another head. "How can you see me?" He says, with the same bewildered look in his eyes. I huff in irritation. "God, what type of shit have you been drinking, dude? Yes, I can see you, what's the big deal in that?" I say as I place my hands on my hips. "This can't be possible. You shouldn't be able to see me." He says as he shakes his head. "Why?" I say, completing this drunken game he's playing. "Because I am dead."