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One last chance...... That's what she told herself again and again, because if your own family doesn't love you... you start hating yourself. Pale skin, blond almost white hair.... people will instantly start questioning because she looks nothing like her family. First it started with family members, then her own parents and then her siblings. She's breaking and no one sees it. All she has is the voices in her head, the drugs and the pain of being abandoned by the very people who were supposed to love her no matter what.

I wanted nothing but to run, to run away from him to my home, but he wouldn't let me go. He told me I was his captive, only his. No, that wasn't love; that was obsession mixed with nothing but hatred. He kept scraping my wounds, which I couldn't heal, making it more painful to bear. I wanted to hide myself , away from him, away from my bully. THE STARTING CAN BE A LITTLE CHEESY BUT TRUST ME JUST KEEP GOING AND EVERY SECOND WILL WORTH..... Content Warning: This story contains dark themes, including: Bullying Violence and blood Torture Abusive characters Reader discretion is advised, as these elements may be distressing to some. THE STORY STARTS FROM HERE, DONT FORGET TO VOTE , ALSO GIVE ME YOUR REVIEW ABOUT THE STORY THROUGH COMMENT Section AND FOLLOW FOR MORE UPDATES... ⚠️ Dark romance Hate to love and love to obsessed Murder Forced relationship

THIS FIC IS ALSO BEING POSTED ON TUMBLR. just not sure if i like this platform as much. But I will keep posting on both. ❤️❤️❤️ UPDATE: NEW COVER PHOTO 11/3 *Trigger Warning: This story will contain themes of abuse, addiction/drug use, and sexual assualt scenes. I will label the more extreme of them again as they come.* A new kind of darkness has set into Kai's life, and it might be harder than any battle she's ever faught in before. A battle with her own inner demons - a battle she wasn't winning. Until the return of a former lover...a certain lazy shinobi. But has he been gone too long to save her from herself? I do not own the originality of any Naruto characters, only Kai (who I may have slightly based in my own likeness.)

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝟏 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ─────୨ৎ───── 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 feels invisible. As the daughter of the Royal Academy's football coach, everyone assumes they know her, but no one truly does. Beneath her fake exterior lies a girl drowning in secrets, desperate for someone to see past the facade. Then 𝐀𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐍 '𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐄' 𝐎'𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐎𝐑 the academy's new star footballer, steps into her life and starts to notice the cracks in her armour. Connie has his own struggles. With a father who's relentlessly pushing him to become a football star, he's constantly fighting to meet expectations he isn't sure he can fulfill. The last thing he expects and needs is to find himself distracted and drawn to a certain curly haired blonde. ─────୨ৎ───── When I park in front of her house, I speak up before she can say goodbye. "I know you're going through something." The words come out rougher than I intend. "You try to hide it, but I see right through you, Carmen Castro." "Aaron..." Her eyes drop to her hands, her fingers twisting together. "You don't have to tell me anything. But I need you to know that I'm here for you. Whenever you need me. Okay? You can text me, call me, whatever. I'll drop everything." Her eyes flicker up to meet mine. She looks... scared. Not of me. But of something else. "Please?" I add, my voice breaking. I was never one to beg but ever since meeting Carmen, I've been a fucking beggar. She swallows hard and nods her head slowly. "Okay." Then, gives me a weak smile before slipping out of the car. [ 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ] #1 mental health #1 addiction #1 awareness #1 academy #1 teen love #1 drugs #2 rehab #2 healing #3 sportsromance

SECOND GENERATION BOYS OF TOMMEN They said history never repeats itself, but in Cork, it always rhymed. It had been twenty years since the halls of Tommen College echoed with the chaos, heartbreak, and heady dreams of boys who grew up too fast and girls who burned like fire through their lives. Twenty years since Joey Lynch clawed his way out of pain and poverty, since Shannon like a storm tore through Johnny Kavanagh's carefully built walls, and since Gibsie Gibson proved the class clown had more depth than the sea. They had become parents now, somehow - the kind that showed up at matches screaming on the sidelines, who texted way too often, and who still drank pints together on Saturday nights like they were eighteen. And now, their children - bonded by blood, friendship, and stories too wild to be made up - were stepping into their own.

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇,, 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 used to be naive. She grew up oblivious to her da's business, unable to name the smell that filled her house. All she knew was that he loved her. The first day of secondary school opened her twelve year old eyes, even if she wasn't aware. Her life became intertwined with older kids, exposing her to lifestyles filled with parties and secrets. 𝐑𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐡 was a rugby prodigy. He was raised with affection, warm meals and massages whenever he ached. Yet, he knew not to push too far. Overworking himself would only burn him out, taint his happiness and suck away his soul. He was naturally sporty and smart, meaning his options were endless. All he had to do was avoid the wrong path. 𝐎𝐑,, 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠. Constant bickering that blurred the line between hate and teasing. They existed on different sides of social lives, yet always found themselves talking to the other. Whether in chippies or deserted classrooms

Sofia Luna Burke has spent her life surviving on grit, ink, and independence. Raised among fighters and shaped by loss, she hides her softness behind sharp humour, brutal honesty, and the tattoo gun she treats like a second heartbeat. She doesn't trust easily, doesn't fall easily, and definitely doesn't let anyone see the bruised parts of her-until a certain mechanic keeps showing up exactly when her walls start to crack. Dominic Ezra Martínez looks like trouble but lives like a man desperately trying not to be. The world sees quiet strength, calm patience, and a body built for work, not war-but inside him sits a past he'd rather drown than let surface. Loyal to a fault, gentle in ways he never learned from anyone, he carries his trauma in silence... until Sofia becomes the one person whose voice can steady the noise in his head. Together, they fall into a connection that neither of them planned-slow, magnetic, and terrifyingly real. Their friendship grows through late-night calls, gym banter, shared wounds, and moments that feel suspiciously like fate. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to ignore the truth: they're not just healing beside each other-they're beginning to heal because of each other.

Madeline Valerius is trying to leave her old habits behind and navigate life on her own terms-but unexpected challenges keep pulling her back. As she faces the consequences of her choices, she must find a balance between friends, family, love life and figuring out who she really wants to be.

Ella is falling apart trying to live a "perfect" high school life. Then she meets Ren, who can see past her scars. Suddenly perfection isn't her only option. ***** Ella Volkov is a gifted music student, but she's depressed and starting to crack under the pressure of high school. Her overbearing father won't even let her choose what instrument she plays. Then she finds herself alone at a party with Ren, her best friend's crush. She'd always thought he was rude, but after that night he's all Ella can think about. Now she's trapped. If Ella dates Ren, it will ruin her friendship with Jenny. But if she stays true to Jenny, she's losing the one person who can see past her scars. It's up to Ella to decide if she will forge her own path, or stay in the "perfect" box designed for her... Content and/or Trigger Warning: depression, anxiety, self-harm, violence, sexual assault. [[word count: 50,000-100,000 words]]

This is a real story that I'll be documenting as I go along, come with me on a journey to stop my addiction and relate to what is necessary, your in a completely safe space where no one can judge you.

"Careful, sweetheart. Watch where you're going... because sooner or later, you'll end up right where I want you." ------- #5 -> addiction [ 26-9-25 ]

She witnessed horror... and became one. After surviving a harrowing near-rape and watching her best friend brutally assaulted and murdered before her eyes, Aurora vanished-emotionally. What rose from the ashes was someone unrecognizable: Cold. Fearless. Savage. Untouchable. She trusts no one. Loves no one. And as far as she's concerned, no man alive could ever break through her fortress of ice. Love? Dead. Her rules? Simple. No emotions. No attachments. No second chances. But her new college? A battlefield. And him? Leonard Grande - the kind of trouble she didn't prepare for. Wounded. Rebellious. Addictive. Dangerous. A walking paradox with a face carved by gods and a soul damaged by demons. A notorious playboy who takes pleasure in breaking girls, shredding hearts like paper-because he believes every girl is a liar in disguise. Until Aurora. She doesn't look at him like he matters. She doesn't fall. She doesn't even flinch. And that pisses him off. Now it's war. A toxic game of destruction and seduction. She wants to erase him. He wants to ruin her. But when secrets from the past start surfacing, both realize they've been walking in the dark... and maybe-just maybe-they were destined to collide. How deep do their scars go? And who's really pulling the strings in this web of pain and passion. Dive into a dark college romance where love is a weapon, trust is deadly, and only the strongest survive. When bad meets baddest... there are no rules. Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of sexual violence, emotional trauma, murder, psychological manipulation, and abusive behavior. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Some scenes may be distressing or triggering to survivors. ©2025

A obsession what craves for body - where love enters and ask for care and purity. Its started as obsession will end as love? Will the purity be able to break the rudeness? THE LOVE IS ALWAYS POWERFUL. 💫

This is the story of a girl who somewhere lost herself in a loud peaceful world. While searching for the reason to justify her unhappiness, she became an empty shell. One day, during a stroll through the park, she met a young man - a stranger with eyes just like hers: void. They became familiar. When she finally shared her pain, he gave her a small blue bottle filled with tiny red pills. "This will cure you," he said. "This will take you to nirvana." Then... he vanished. But did she really find nirvana? Or something far, far worse? Who was that man? Was he ever real?

--- 🌙 English Summary - Sugar Dream > Westbrook High looks normal from the outside - just another school full of dreams and futures. But inside, the hallways smell like weed and fear. Students trade pills like candy, fake smiles like currency, and no one ever talks about what really hurts. Marali Kinpao, the girl everyone calls "perfect," watches it all in silence - the fights, the rumors, the pressure to be someone. Then there's Eli, the quiet artist who kept his pain hidden behind his sketches... until his final video shakes the entire school. Parents pretend they understand. Teachers look away. And Teko - the new AI created to "help" teens - only repeats soft lies about hope and happiness. Sugar Dream is about the things that rot behind the screen - addiction, depression, abuse, and the desperate need to feel alive in a world that keeps pretending. Because in Westbrook, nobody dreams for real - they just survive. -

MAHNOOR SIKANDAR She was untamed storm - Fierce with her words. She didn't just speak-she declared. Her eyes held the fire of someone who had conquered silence, who refused to bow. A natural leader, feared and respected in equal measure. ZEHAAN SHAH ZAMAAN He, on the other hand, was calm like the ocean after a storm-Majestic, not in a way that demanded attention, but in the kind that earned quiet admiration. Where she led with fire, he guided with patience. They were opposites-not in cliché, but in essence. She would move mountains to make things happen. He would become the ground beneath those mountains to give them stability. Fate,it doesn't ask permission before drawing lines between souls. Her father. The only one she bowed to.He was her world, her anchor. In a twist of divine irony, their paths collided . But her father asked. Not ordered. Asked. And so, for the first and only time in her life, she bowed-not in defeat, but in devotion. For her father, she accepted. And yet, fate is patient. In time, something strange and unspoken began to grow- Respect. Understanding. Then something deeper. Not a fairytale. But something real. So they were tied, yes- She learned to rest her flames beside his ocean. He learned to carry her fire without fear. Not because fate demanded it, But because LOVE chose to grow...

This is the story of some kids who didn't know what they were getting into with their new high school life. There will be multiple sensitive topics like Sa, Sh, Suicide, addiction, and Abuse. If any of these make you uncomfortable, I heavily recommend not reading. If you do read, read with caution. Two of my accounts for more background or support are TikTok and YouTube! {Youtube: 0v3_W1th.g0vl3s:3} (YT@: @What_is_a_name1) <TikTok:Osora: safety pin:> [TT@: @its_yo_girl_osora]

Louis is good at piano. Harry wants to be good at piano. Louis just wants to be good enough. Warning: I won't go into specifics for the sake of spoilers, but addiction is depicted graphically, so be prepared for what that may entail.

Trigger Warnings: Self-harm (graphic descriptions of nail marks, bleeding, and compulsive behavior) Addiction & Relapse (Vicodin dependency, withdrawal, emotional and physical consequences) Chronic Pain (descriptions of physical suffering, pain-induced behavior) Mental Health Struggles (depression, isolation, hopelessness, intrusive thoughts) Dr. Gregory House has always lived with pain-physical, emotional, and the kind that keeps you awake at 3AM. After years of pushing people away, chasing numbness, and drowning himself in pills and sarcasm, the cracks are starting to show. Wilson sees it. Thirteen suspects it. House? He's not ready to admit he's falling apart again. As the battle within his own body turns into a war inside his mind, House has to confront the ghosts of his past, the addiction he can't outrun, and the people still trying to love him through the wreckage. Pain was always easier than healing. But maybe... just maybe... he doesn't have to fight alone this time.

"His love is not gentle-it burns, it destroys. But for Juliette, that fire softens into warmth." 💕☺ Xavier Volkov is the kind of boy every parent warns their daughters about 🔥 He's toxic, arrogant, unpredictable, and maddeningly charming. Girls fall for him, boys fear him, and he wears that chaos like his favorite suit. Xavier Volkov wasn't born toxic 💔🙁 Life made him that way. At sixteen, one single call shattered his entire world. His parents and little sister-gone forever in a brutal car accident. He branded himself cursed, unlucky. A boy who destroys everyone he dares to love. So he built walls of steel and fury. He drowned his grief in anger, turned his heartbreak into poison. He told himself it was safer this way-better to be toxic, cruel, untouchable-than to love and lose again. But fate had other plans. Juliette Evans🦋 Juliette didn't walk into his life-she collided with it, fearless and stubborn, refusing to be pushed away. She looked at his scars and didn't flinch. She listened to his silence and still understood. And for Xavier, she was his oxygen. She was the reason his heart remembered how to beat 😌❤ And Xavier, who thought he could never deserve love, found himself addicted to her. Obsessed. Possessive. Desperate. Because for the first time in years, he felt alive. This isn't just a love story ✨💚 It's a battle between grief and healing, darkness and light, fury and forgiveness. It's about a boy who thought he was unworthy of love-until a girl proved him wrong. And once Juliette Evans becomes his, Xavier Volkov will never, ever let her go. 🔥😭🦋🌬