Don't judge me I'm lonely Just some crush x reader stories based off my yearning heart

Chosen when a child, Lady Joselyn is trained to be a ruthless killer. She is destined to be the English king's assassin and protector. Only he and the guild master are supposed to know. It's a life and death secret that must be kept. For an assassin survival is precarious. Life is something you simply cannot take for granted because the next day is never granted. Despite her privileged upbringing, Joselyn quickly learned how to survive on her own and to never trust a soul while following the Guild without question. Upon her return to England, a murderous plot against King Cassiush is discovered. Joselyn is shocked when she finds out who the fiend is. She's even more shocked when the King proposes marriage, a lot. An assassin has never married her king before. The last one who fell in love had her tongue ripped out and was burned alive. Letting her emotions cloud her judgment, Joselynfalls for Cassius and agrees to the marriage, jeopardizing not only his life but her own. Disobeying the Guild means death. Now she must figure out how to keep them both alive and not piles of smoldering ash.

"Let me go!" I stomp on his feet. He was surprised from my sudden attack but didn't lose hold of his grip. "You fucking bitch!" Slap! I fall to the floor. I have a really bad stinging pain to my cheek. Watery tears start to form in the corner of my eyes. I hold my cheek in protection waiting for another blow. It never comes. Instead he grabs my hair and pulls. "Get up you pathetic bitch!" I can't seem to get away from him no matter what I do. Is this what my life is going to be like? Constant mood swings from my soon to be husband and beatings? ******* Follow Faith in her journey of abuse, crazy stalkers, hidden love and a whole new world she had no idea she would be forced into. ...this story is Rated R and not suitable for all ages. Contains vile language and nudity. Viewers discretion is advised. Being edited as we speak still able to read. Grammar errors

His hands went through her hair slowly, grabbing it softly as he whispers "Mine." The two of them were standing in the rain outside the gas station. Soon later, the guy was gone in a flash without leaving any signs behind. *** (Non-Edited) All Rights Reserved Date Started: December 6, 2015 Date Ended: March 16, 2016

"You're the only thing that I have ever truly loved," he states, leaning in closer. I try to scoot away, but he corners me on the bed, placing his body over mine. "Get off me!" I exclaim, angrily. "I'm not who you think I am. That can't be possible." His face comes closer to mine as he pins my wrists to the bed. "It is possible. I loved you for three, short, human years, and then you left me. Now that I have you back, though, I will never let that happen again." ***** Salem's earliest memories were of her parents preforming odd rituals. She never really understood anything they said in them, but she would always sit in the middle of the big, circled, star and giggle. At age 10, both of her parents died. She was thrown into foster care. Without them around to explain to her exactly what the rituals meant, Salem was never told that she was a sacrifice to a demon king in exchange for all the money they could ever ask for. On her 20th birthday, at the stroke of midnight, the demon king finally comes for her. She is completely unaware of the situation, and she begins to try her best at resisting his advances, but he is very possessive, very persuasive, and very determined to claim what is rightfully his.

Meet Dealia Frost, Ice to her friends (even though she only has one) a sarcastic power house who doesn't take any shit from anyone. She has to deal with leaders from different races who seek to control her for their own gain, to police officers trying to write her a ticket to love. Can she handle it or will it conquer her and finally melt that impenetrable ICE. Copyright© 2014 killainoue21hime All Rights Reserved.

"Never call a girl a bitch," I glared into his eyes as he opened them, piercing into me, the bright blue drink I had just poured over him still dripping from his dark hair. "Or she just might act like one." I gave him one last sarcastic smile before pushing by him and walking away, practically strutting. Well, this year will be fun... • • • • Crystal Summers; a self-proclaimed expert in all things sarcastic and the human embodiment of destructive decisions. Trying to get away from her troubled past, she moves with her mom to California to start a new life, and potentially not screw this one up. There, she quickly meets Scarlett and Savanah, her new-found partners in crime, and her life finally begins to feel normal again for the first time in years. But she just so happens to also collide with the school's sexy, notorious jackass, Ashton Monroe.. and his pack of asswipes. She loathes him, and the feeling is mutual. But as the poets say, the line separating love and hate is a very thin one. And often times, when two people hate each other, it can grow into much more. Hopeless devotion, if you will... • • • • !!!TRIGGER WARNING!!! • slight mention(s) of suicidal concepts • substance abuse, addiction, anxiety, PTSD • sexual assault, domestic abuse • strong language and mature scenes • • • •

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Secrets. Some are best hidden from the world and from other people. Although, the more secrets that build up, the angrier a person may get.