Everything I have suffered yesterday has given me the strength to overcome whatever storm whichever agony. Time has erased my wounds, yet won't bring back what I lost yesterday. Whilst dreaming with my open mind. My days are hell, in a place without escape. They have seized my body but never my life. I won't stop until I attain my vengeance and make my tormentors pay for what they have done. No, I swear I will not rest until I do. I am not going to leave it to Chance what I must do because my torment was hell and now it's time for them to pay. I will not stop until I achieve...

"Carrie had an ability, but she was a person, not a monster. She had hopes and fears, and we pushed her. You can only push a person so far before they break." A dark veil fell over Chamberlain, Maine, after tragedy struck the quiet town at the hands of a teenager. Mistaken for dead from the infamous Black Prom massacre, Carrie White flees--alone, lost, and close to losing hope. An older man finds and takes her to the one person who may help her: the Tibetan monk, Jago, who seeks atonement for his past. With opposing forces seeking the girl for her "cursed" abilities and an impending apocalypse drawing near, Carrie must learn to protect herself and face her inner demons, or else she won't have a future. The journey towards redemption has begun. ------------------------------------------ Cover credited by @Niranju98. Disclaimer: Mircosoft and Rare own Killer Instinct Stephen King owns Carrie. *EDITING

' "Will you still love me when I'll be broken?" I mumbled as he slowly caressed my face. "Would you stop loving me if you would know that I was the one that broke you?" He whispered into my ear as the cold wind made me shiver. ' "She was like pure lavender in the sunny mornings until she became as damaged as me. Because of me. We were both damaged, the only difference was that life ruined me in years while I ruined her in weeks." 《《《 "Everyone's watching us." I mumbled as he pulled me closer to his chest. "Let them watch, you look stunning. After all, people only observe art. You, princess, are a masterpiece." He whispered into my ear as my cheeks flushed. "The world is nothing compared to you, darling. You could make a guy go crazy just by looking at them. How do I know that? I'm one of them. You make me go insane each time your sweet cheeks go red, make me go hard each time you bite your lower lip unknowingly. You are what perfection feels and looks like, a goddess, my goddess." His words made no sense to me whatsoever, I never thought of myself like that. "What if I don't want to be yours." I teased him knowingly. "Sweetheart, you're already mine. The moment you decided to take an interest in me and my life, you became part of it. Even if you don't want to be mine, I'll make you mine." His hot breathe hit my lips as he was so close to them. I looked into his eyes as the music kept playing, making the both of us go crazy with each step we took. "So, make me." I uttered as his eyes went dark and his pupils dilated. "This evening is about to get exquisite." He groaned as his lips hit mine and warmth and shivers travelled through my whole body." ♡♡♡♡ Adam never thought he could find someone that would love him even after hurting them and showing them that life isn't the most wonderful place. Emma never thought she could find happiness in one person, ironically in one that never believed in happily ever after or in the meaning of life.