"Do you think she knows" it was all a lie "how could she, she's 5 years old" the truth was out. "She's smart for a 5 year old" no one could change the past. "So what do we do" and no one could change the course of the future. "We leave, we leave and never look back" it was all a smoke screen for the real truth "and what if she finds us one day?" People who destroyed the innocent were nothing but the dirt under her boot. "Then we don't give her the chance to find us" the lighter was a flick of light that would change everything. "Do you think you can handle killing a child?" a sin created by Satan himself. "Can you" the question no one could answer nor deny. The house lit up in flames as two figures stood in front of it watching the monster they found be burned to ash. "We should go" little did they know the past always comes back to bite you in the ass. "No one will ever find out ok" nothing stays buried forever. "Our little secret" and secrets never stay hidden. Originally know as the Hybrid Heir

love for a sweet boy. (x) = smut ;) AP soysawce 2018

Pretty self explanatory. Sometimes fluff, sometimes smut, sometimes miscellaneous. One Shots of reader X Remington.

'What does it feel like to be loved? What does it feel like to belong? What does it feel like to have a family? Thats just the thing. I don't know. All I've ever known is the hate and abuse I face every day. Everyday. Everyday fearing what comes next. Fearing what new horrors Harvey has come up with. Always. Everyday. Everyday waking up to pain. Everyday wanting to die. Everyday being unable to relive myself of the pain. This is my life.' Meet Hope Evans. Abused. Mute. Broken She feels like nothing could ever fix her messed up world. But when the school's bad boy comes flying into her life, things start to change. For better? I don't know.

Olivia has been abused by her brother all her life, and she has the bruises and burns to show it. When she makes a stand and moves out, she meets a boy; a wonderful boy. But the two boys, brother and lover, are connected, and Olivia is scared. Scared of the brother's hate, and afraid of the boy's love.

My head was against the wall and my knees were on my chest. I was breathing heavy and tears were streaming down my face. I stared down at my cut arms. The scars would never leave. "JESSICA" I hear a loud voice. My door slammed open and my father stood in my door way. "please don't hurt me" I whimper. He grabs me by my wrist and slaps my face. I could smell the alcohol on his breath. "your such a disgusting human being" he pinned me against the wall "just like your mother" he punched me then dropped me onto the floor. My limp body crawled into my bathroom standing. I looked at myself bruises everywhere, blood on my clothes, and my eyes were puffy from crying. My life was complete hatred of everything and still is.

They hit me. Not just any hit, a hit of pure hate. They don't love me. Never have, never will. How can a parent hate their own child? I constantly ask for someone to come and rescue me, but in some cases it just won't happen. That is until my Auntie Jasmine comes and rescues me from these evil people and also her step - son Asher, who rescues me from something else... This is a story of an unloved and abuse girl, but not for long. I will update constantly and I hope you guys like it! WARNING: Some explicit and Rated R material!!!!

*THIS STORY IS UNEDITED & ON HIATUS. Never in my life had I ever dreamt of this moment. Never in my life had I even thought of something like this possibly happening. Although, never in my life had I ever even spoken of what happened behind doors. Not until one door was opened for me. A door that allowed me to escape this horrendous world and into the arms of someone who cared. In an extremely short amount of time, I began to question my reality. Not knowing to believe as I laid on this cold, wet soil, contemplating my life. From there I stared up deeply into the sky, gears twisting and turning to know when my life truly begins. The inner teenaged girl in me pummeled to keep me alive, searching, scavenging for a better life. A better future. Before I could slip away into the darkness I was dragged into. My heart drummed with remorse as angst coursed through my veins. My every being screamed for me to continue forth in the daily flow of life, but my heart pleaded otherwise. I was torn completely in two. But then, there was that exotic drug. My strangest addiction that reeled me in. Recognizing my pain, my anguish. All it took from him was a few words, "Do you need the nurse?" © 2014 All rights reserved. Any act of unauthorized sale, copy or piracy is illegal

Alyxandra Dawson has been abused by her father since her mother Renee died. Her siblings Isabelle and Elijah are 7 years old and she'd do anything to protect them, the moment she turns 18 she's taking them both far, far away. She knows it might not be easy to get custody but she refuses to leave them in that house. She's capable and more than qualified to take care of them. Her best friends Maya and Jordyn know what goes on and are always there when she needs them. While they don't agree with them staying in the house they understand why Alyx won't leave yet, so until she does they'll be right there whenever she needs them. One day the resident 'bad boy' Carter Monroe moves in next door. The moment they meet it's like an instant attraction. Alyx isn't the type to date (for obvious reasons) and Carter doesn't either. She doesn't tell him about the abuse and before she can get the chance he sees it first hand. Can he save her before it's too late or will she meet her mother's same fate?

Ashley is basically the Queen of Nerds at her stereo-type filled high school, and being abused at home doesn't really help. But what happens when the most popular boy at school sees her bruises? ______________ "Here let me help." It was Jason. He was in the girls bathroom, the girls bathroom. "That's ok." I mumbled turning away. The bruise was starting to show. "No I insist." He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I winced and looked up at him. He started to dab like I was doing, then he started to rub. He stared at my arm intently. "Is that a bruise?" He asked looking at me then the bruise and back and forth. "Yeah, I, um fell off my um...bike! Yeah my bike!" I said. He rolled his eyes and let go of my arm. "Well whatever just get that checked out." He said smiling. "Why do you care?" I asked. "Because I'm trying to be nice," Then he mumbled, "It's not like you have friends anyway." "Hey! That's not nice." I said furrowing my eyebrows. He held up his hands in a no offense motion. "I'm just saying you could use some friends." He said. -------------- Cover by @QueenCourtneyLynn