Abuseandtrauma Stories

• Book 1 out of 4 of "The Way To Save You" series. Hiraya te Salem Ka'art'ite, the last of the nomadic Terapatxi, has chosen the shadows. A survivor of the RDA's cruelest experiments, the fifteen-year-old Hiraya knows a bitter truth: in a world at war, her mutated blood is not a gift - it is a prize to be exploited by humans and Na'vi alike. Her carefully guarded solitude is shattered when a stranger stumbles into her sanctuary. He doesn't come with shackles or syringes; he comes with a gentle smile and a name that carries the weight of a legend. "I am Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan. Son of Toruk Makto. It's nice to meet you, Hiraya." ○●○●○●○ This Avatar - Neteyam AU fanfic: • is currently undergoing rewrites to "make it make sense." (AKA cliché scene removals lol) • has heavy world-building. Expect long chapters in the revised ones. (Avg. 7k words each) • is canon-compliant (save for the author's own interpretation of incomplete souls and Spirit World rules). • is written in switching 3rd person POVs. • counters Neteyam's canonical death in ATWOW. • is made by an author who loves pictures (so pls read online for the full experience ♡) ○●○●○●○ Sample passage from this book: "Listen to me," Neteyam said, his focus narrowing entirely on her, his brows furrowed with genuine concern. He shifted, his hand moving to cover hers where it rested, white-knuckled and trembling against her thigh. Her skin felt fever-hot against his palm, a sharp contrast to the cooling spray of the sea. "Focus on this," he told her, keeping his voice low and steady to cut through the sound of the surf. He needed her to stop staring at the horizon with those dead eyes. "Feel the weight of my hand. The salt on your skin. You are here, Hiraya. Right now. You're with me, and we're above the surface. Stay in the light."

My mother loves me. She wakes at dawn to simmer silver ear mushroom soup. She knows every teacher's number by heart. She gave up her own dreams so I could play the piano. Everything she does, she does out of love. So when my right hand goes limp and dead, everyone says it's my fault. The doctors can't explain it. The teachers say I'm stressed. My classmates mimic me behind my back, like I'm putting on a show. And my mother just stares at me in silence, like I'm a doll she can't fix. But no one ever asked me - Do I even want this hand anymore? This is a story about love, control, and silence. About a girl who learns to say "no" to the world, with a hand that refuses to obey.

(MUST READ FIRST: The Way To Save You series up to Book 3) What if Taran had survived the escape from the Mangkwan? An alternate universe to my alternate universe Avatar fanfic (The Way To Save You) set in the year 2169 of ATWOW timeline. lol If this ends up tragic as well, I might just write another alternate universe to this alternate universe of my alternate universe of the canon Avatar universe.

BROKEN BUT BREATHING At fourteen, Amelia's life was nothing like the childhood she deserved. Trapped in a home where she was mistreated and bullied, she learned to survive by staying quiet. Until one day, she finally reached her breaking point and ran away with nowhere to go. Then a stranger opened her door. Years later, Amelia is no longer the frightened girl she once was. She is a successful doctor who has built a beautiful life for herself, surrounded by the people who taught her what love and family truly mean. But the past has a way of finding its way back. When the family she once ran from needs her help, Amelia is forced to face the people who caused her deepest pain-including James,the boy who once made her life unbearable. Now he's no longer the boy she remembers. And she's no longer the girl he used to bully. As old wounds begin to heal and unexpected feelings emerge, Amelia must decide whether forgiveness means forgetting the past-or simply choosing not to let it control her future. Because sometimes, the people who break you aren't the ones who define you. Sometimes, you survive. You heal. And you learn to breathe again.

Fifteen years ago, Wren Calloway fled the haunting shadows of Black Water Hollow and never looked back. But when her estranged father is found brutally murdered, she's pulled back into the town she once swore to forget. What awaits her isn't just a crime scene-it's a past that's been waiting, festering, and watching. As Wren digs deeper, old ghosts whisper and fresh secrets crawl to the surface. The deeper she goes, the more tangled the lies become. Her father's death is just the beginning-and someone in Black Water wants to make sure she never leaves again. Dark, unsettling, and razor-sharp, Beneath Black Water is a gripping psychological thriller about the weight of family, the damage of silence, and the danger of truths buried too long.

Clifden, Ireland. 1997. Saoirse McNamara romanticises everything. Cigarettes behind school, cassette tapes in her coat pocket, songs that remind her too much of people she's trying to forget. Eoin O'Connor hasn't slept properly in almost three years. In a small town filled with gossip, family secrets, and teenagers trying too hard to act older than they are, the two of them keep finding each other in the quiet moments between classes, late-night drives, and three-song walks to school. The Story Starts... is a coming-of-age story about first love, grief, growing up too fast, and remembering people long after they've left.

People say that when you're drowning in darkness, you eventually find even the smallest ray of light. But I never did. And even if I found one for a moment, it disappeared just as quickly, leaving me in even deeper pain than before. What did I ever want? Just someone to notice me. Just someone to love me, even a little. Was that really too much to ask? Always ignored. Always blamed for everything. Always painted as the villain. ALWAYS UNWANTED.

"little mute , I need to revenge and the good thing is.. you're in it. But.. I won't let you go , once you become mine." S3 from THE UNLIMIT SERIES #1 in #moonjunhui #3 in #hoshi #6 in #wenjunhui #8 in #17