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  • Barely Holding On by midmoonstarss
    midmoonstarss
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  • Torn by KaycianneStone
    KaycianneStone
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    Taylor lives a hard life full of doctor visits and therapy appointments leaving almost no time for her and her boyfriend, Austin. As she struggles with anorexia an unexpected turn takes. She tries to cope with so much already. She's on a thin line. Will this break her? Read "Torn" to find out. Cover creds to @fire_sky_03 © 2017 by Kaycianne Stone. All rights reserved.
  • Finding Hope by DreamingAuthor_El
    DreamingAuthor_El
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    "Why do you always protect me? Why am I so special to you?" He leaned closer to me still, his lips just slightly brushing mine. "Because you're my mate, Tori, and I will ALWAYS be there for you." - - - - - - - I thought I was an average human. At least I did... until my mom and I were hit by a truck. I was nearly killed, she died on impact. All my doctors said it was a miracle I survived. But I knew better. It was no miracle, no man, but a wolf with piercing green eyes that saved me. It's been almost a month since that incident, and in three more I'll begin to forget what the word normal means. In almost a year I'll become a monster. A thing of fairy tales. Of nightmares, especially those of little girls in red cloaks. These events, my grief, my secret has cost me everyone and everything I ever loved. Except for one person. My father. But my last light is going out. I fear what will happen when all my lights extinguish. I fear the person I will become. But my savior may yet exist. I felt broken for the longest time until one emerald-eyed man came into my life. I didn't know how far I'd fallen until I reached rock bottom and he pulled me back up. I didn't know how much I needed him until no one was there but him. He took me in his arms and held me as I cried, slowly brushing away the darkness and the tears, filling me once again with light and hope. This man made me whole again. Yes, I still hurt, but with him by my side I could handle the pain and still come out a stronger version of myself. With him by my side, I am more than complete. With him, I may have a chance at finding hope.