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Riley's two older brothers do everything they can to protect her from their violent step-father. But what happens when they realise she wasn't as protected as they thought. Will her brother's find out the dark secrets she has been hiding? And can she break free from her inner demons? This is Riley's story. *** "Pl..Please..." cried Riley as she stumbled on the steps. "I love it when you beg," laughed Vincent as he dragged Riley to her bedroom. Shoving her into the bedroom he closed the door behind him, turning the lock. "How long do I have?" asked Vincent as he sauntered up to Riley who backed herself against the wall. "Not long, Jason will be back any minute now," lied Riley, her heart beating hard in her chest. Vincent placed his arms on either side of Riley's body, trapping her in while dipping his head to her eye level. "I think my little birdy is lying to me," he smirked. "Now tell me, how long do I have," he asked again, pulling out a knife from his pocket and sliding it up Riley's back underneath her hoodie. He pressed the knife into the flesh of her back and started to press down, cutting slowly into her skin. "Tell me," he repeated. "Thr..ee h..hours," sobbed out Riley. // WARNING: This story contains themes of self harm, rape and violence. If these trigger you in anyway please don't continue as there will be no warning before any of these scenes.

«طبقه‌ی بالا» من تنهای تنها بودم! یادم نبود چند وقته... سال‌ها... خاطرات کم‌کم پاک شدن. حتی اسمم رو به سختی به یاد می‌آرم. شب و روزها می‌گذرن. یادم نیست به چه گناهی این جا حبس شدم. هیچی یادم نیست... تنهایی، تنهایی، تنهایی... ...و بعد، یه روز در صدایی کرد و من به جای صورت روانپزشک، چهره‌ی یه دختر جوان رو توی چارچوب در دیدم! ...که وحشت‌زده به من خیره شده!!! A Niall Horan Fanfiction

[ C O M P L E T E D ] _«میخوای بپری؟» _«آره!» _«نمیذارم!» _«چرا؟ مگه من توی این جهان آدم به حساب میام؟ من فقط یه مرده متحرکم!» _«نمیذارم بپری!» _«نمیتونی جلوم رو بگیری..» _«پس منم باهات میپرم!» Our Conversation Short Story Copyright © 2017 Dark Angel H Started: July 31, 2017 Finished: July 32, 2017 :)))))) Best Record: #3 In Short Stories

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"For a place called Paradise City, this island sucks. I don't think a single day has gone by that I haven't thought about stabbing the shit out of myself," he said. "Especially since I'm forced to live with you every second of every day." "Sh. I'm trying to science," I said, not looking up from my binoculars. "See anything interesting?" "Not really. My vision's a little clouded from the fog and rain clouds you constantly emit." He laughed. "You never fail to amuse me, Rea." "But you just said-" "I just said you make me want to stab myself. Interpret that however you'd like." With a love for whales and all life (besides maybe humans), Reagan Winebrenner had never even seen an ocean until her senior year in high school. But the moment she saw her first humpback, she knew she had found her passion and future career. A few years later and an invitation to Paradise City in hand, Reagan has her entire summer laid out for her, working on the project of a lifetime. But with five other students completing their projects as well, will they discover something worthwhile, or will they end up a psychology lesson for future generations? A New Adult Watty Winner 2019

Becky Bridgestone isn't the girl she pretends to be. She has secrets. Dark secrets that she doesn't want anyone else to know. There's something about the new boy that scares her. When he looks at her, it's like he can read her thoughts. Rob's move to Kalara High had only one positive. The hockey team. It ranked number one in the state. Its coach, a part of the Olympic training squad. Maybe this place wasn't so bad after all. His new teammates were turning out to be a great bunch of guys. Another plus were the girls connected to the group and in particular, cute little Lizzy Tyson with her dreamy chocolate eyes. Rob has never understood why there is always at least one bitchy slut, at each school he transfers to. Kalara High has two. Katrina Walsh and Becky, the bitch, Black Cat, Bridgestone. Rob hates them. So why is it, he can't stop thinking about Black Cat? Rob soon learns Becky isn't who he thinks she is. Now he wants to help her escape the prison that is her life. MATURE READERS 16 AND OVER! This story written for Wattpad.