Past-trauma Stories

Once a boy trapped in the hands of a monster, Grayson Smith now stands a man carved from scars and quiet nightmares. No longer frail, no longer anyone's battlefield. He knows the fight, the ground, and the cards. Years after Charlie, years after a damaged teen, he inherits a crown he never asked for but life prepared him to bear. His scars speak louder than words, telling stories untold, half the Mafia wants him erased. The other half-led by the most feared boss alive-wants to claim him. Why? They share the same blood. The same flesh. Once rejected-now hunted to be taken back by force. Grayson-the silent shadow hidden behind castle walls, the mind behind the name Pokus II-finds himself trapped again in a circle of impossible decisions. But this time he isn't alone. At his side stand the ones he must protect, even as the growing menace threatens to bring him to his knees. He can no longer run to his uncles. He is no longer the child who needed safe hands. He is the Silent Hands now- the one who wields the sword. But the greatest enemy isn't the Mafia at his door-it's the darkness locked inside him. A hunger for destruction. A shadow born from blood he never wanted. A part of him that whispers he is no different from the man who abused him, no different from the father who rejected him, no different from the cruelty running through his veins. Grayson must fight that darkness-He must be different. Different from the man who abused him. Different from the father who rejected him. Different from the ruin that runs in his family and in his veins despite his pains and losses and he must watch his heart being torn again and again. What will become of Grayson Smith? 🍀Hopefully, the last book! 😁🍀

Jade the Shadow is the best friend of Knives, sometimes playing mother for him and a few of his boys. Really just shenanigans with Legato, Knives, Zazie, Elendira, and an OC of mine. Other characters will come in.

Amaya Price is a Junior and is new to Caldwell High School. She is shy, track-star, a sweet person, and kind. Jaylin Carter is a Senior and has been at Caldwell High School since the 9th grade. Ever since, he's been playing football for the school and has became the hottest football player. He's very observant, caring, and has a chill personality. Amaya's first day isn't what she expected. She makes eye contact with a tall guy that has the most beautiful curls in his hair and who she finds attractive. Now she can't get him out of her head. Her associate Mina is not very nice, she is stubborn, selfish and jealously of Maya and tries everything she can to bring her down. Will Maya befriend Mina? And will Jaylin and Amaya end up together? All of the questioning changes in just a few weeks. Maya becomes open with the mysterious cute guy and finds herself being friends with him. But in a matter of time, will they possibly become more than friends... This story will have 2 POV's. One for the girl and one for the boy. This is my first story that I've written here on Wattpad. Hope you enjoy it! :)

Caleb is a 17 year old immortal who is classmates with Elliot. Elliot is a popular and outgoing student but in reality he hides his true feelings from others. After an incident that made Elliot trigger flashbacks on the first day of school, Elliot starts to be curious of him. Elliot tries to make a club to get closer to his mysterious classmate. Together they learn more about their friends & family but also their powers. This is my first time writing a story and uploading it but thanks for giving it a read. It's inspired by many asian dramas (Until We Meet Again, The Gifted thai, Nobuta Wo Produce, etc) and games (life is strange and ttrpgs) Content and/or Trigger Warning: This book contains scenes depicting sexuality, self-harm, violence, etc which may be triggering for some readers.

Captain if you do not give me Kosmikrime i am gonna write it myself

A girl who has gone through a lot but still tries to keep herself strong, powerful, and motivated. Trying to get the best out of herself meet a guy who doesn't give a f**k about anything anymore but when he meets her, his perspective on life changed and he started caring about little things because of her existence in his life. how will she accept his love and care? Warning: contain rape and a little violence, if you are not comfortable reading something like that, so please don't read it.

this is practically a book where I type my ideas for stories and you all can let me know in the comments which ones you want to see be written.

In this case this letter is one whereby you are making peace with your past self.

Not every love begins loudly. Some start quietly, with memories, pain, and time.

"Every route I take, every direction I run..... no matter how hard I try, it always ends with your blade on my neck" Chan-woo Baek, a normal high school student in his third year who tragically died in a car accident. Just when Chan-woo thought he reached the gates of heaven, he wakes up in the body of Claude Ashford Damaris, the antagonist of the novel "The Emperor's Double Sword". Claude Ashford Damaris or Master of the Grand Wizard Tower isn't just any antagonist but the cruel villainous master of the main character, Asher Merikh Abraxas. In order to avoid his fate he attempts to change the plot, only for that to go in vain once the original ending loops over again. How will "Claude" save himself from his tragic fate? What will happen to the side characters and plot? Will his attempt go too far? Will his disciple be on his side? Read to find out more! *****Cover art does not belong to me*******

It all started when Varrs, a young noble loved by many and known by few , wanted nothing more than to spite his parents for forcing him to decide on who to marry. So, naturally, he did the smart thing any spoiled noble would do. Overindulge on wine, buy himself a non-childbearing slave, then asking for their hand in marriage. Mihael, one of the many slaves owned by the stunning Katiryn of the Southern Isles, loved nothing more than stargazing, day-dreaming about his prince charming, and getting into trouble with the slave master. An orphan slave worth the ground he walked on, asked to marry a noble wanted by all, the recipe for an international disaster.

Mason was a mercenary, until the day he died on a mission after being betrayed by his unit. At the same time, there was a Hollywood actor named Haley Lusk. While famous as a child actor, as an adult, he grew addicted to drugs and sex. With a nasty personality and sub-par acting ability, Haley was disliked, yet he still confessed to Noah Raycarlton in front of the world causing him to be hated by most people. Then one day, he suddenly had a heart attack and died. Noah Raycarlton is the young CEO of a big company. Though not a celebrity, his mother was an immensely popular actress. Due to his good looks and kindness, he is loved by everyone. Mason thought he was dead for sure, but he woke up in the hospital full of people he didn't know. They told him that they were his family and called him Haley. He was so confused, and people told him that he had a heart attack due to overdose and died for a while. He realizes that his soul went inside of this Hollywood actor Haley Lusk, and he decides to live a second life. But because of things that Haley did, he has a difficult time with Noah and other people. Mason finds out right away that in his old life, he knew Noah as a child.

*Reyansh Raizada* was the kind of man whose presence silenced a room long before he spoke. his green eyes-cold , unreadable, and unnervingly observant - missed nothing. calm by habit and cold by choice. *Prisha Rathore* was the kind of woman who walked into a room like she owned every inch of it. she carried herself with unapologetic confidence of someone who knew her worth long before anyone else did. her eyes-deep , dark brown and guarded- that told the real story He trusts no one ; she pretends she needs no one. he hides emotions; she hides scars behind smile. what happens when a man who feels nothing meets a woman who feels too much ?? When her fire melts his coldness......and his silence awakens her shadows?

What if the person you loved most was the one you forgot how to fight for? After ten years of marriage, Alexander Clarke believes he and his wife, Gwen, have grown too far apart to ever find their way back. Convinced he's fallen out of love - and into the arms of another - he asks Gwen for a divorce. Gwen doesn't fight. She doesn't cry. Instead, she makes a simple, heartbreaking request: for the next three months, Alex must carry her to bed every night, just as he did the night they became husband and wife. As Alex honors Gwen's strange request, the past slowly seeps back into the present - the laughter, the memories, the love he thought he no longer needed. But even as old feelings awaken, Gwen seems to slip farther away, her once-bright spirit dimming before his very eyes. Will Alex finally realizes the depth of his love - and the devastating secret Gwen has been hiding - he races against time to fight not only for her heart, but for her life. Along the way, buried betrayals come to light, forcing Alex to confront the truth about everything he thought he knew. Can love that was nearly destroyed by pride and betrayal ever be rebuilt? Or will Alex's second chance come too late? What Love Once Carried is a deeply emotional novel about heartbreak, redemption, and the enduring strength of a love that refuses to be forgotten. Where second chances are earned, not given. Perfect for fans who love slow-burn healing, and stories that stay with you long after the final page. Inspired by a prompt read on Facebook.

━ Born to a family known as the talons in the Empire's eagle, Cécilia von Klaus was raised with a dagger in her hand and a mask on her face as a daughter born of the imperial assassin's bloodline, trained to kill and solely living to take orders from the royal family. However, death was something that she was not interested in and wished to escape from the cruel life she was being forced into. Though as her talent was too great to simply let go, the Emperor instead made her the teacher of his youngest recluse of a son, Livius von Granzreich, who would later grow up to be an unstoppable tyrant who would yield before nothing to keep her by his side. 。。。。 Cécilia swallowed, aimlessly circling her fingers against the cool floor. Everything hurt. She had taken out so many of the enemies up against her, her hands stained permanently in that dark red colour that hurt her eyes. Sighing heavily as he watched her in such a defeated position, Livius leaned down to kiss her, feather-light and ever-so-gently. "Surrender," he whispered breathily in her ear. "For me. You've done so beautifully and done more than enough. You don't need to hurt for this anymore, you don't need to kill. I'll look after you." That would be nice. She was so tired, and it felt so good not to fight. If only he wasn't such a dangerous thing himself that she had let come close. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤSAMIRALULA01, 2019 [ SLOW UPDATES! ]

Being the definition of ordinary was the kind of girl Leila was. There was truly nothing remarkable in her appearance at all. Even though this may be true, Leila still had a relatively good life, good family, a nice number of friends and was going okay in university. The only real problem was that she would most likely never be in a relationship. That was a fact she had come to terms with. She was 21 and still lacked her first kiss. What happens when due to a sudden accident, this ordinary girl is placed in an any but ordinary situation. Leila gets a second life in an entirely new setting. What will she do with it?

[MAJOR TRIGGER WARNINGS; DEPRESSION, TRAUMA, VIOLENCE, SLIGHT GORE] [THIS STORY HAS HEAVY MENTIONS OF DEATH, VIOLENCE, AND OTHER HEAVY TOPICS. PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION.] There's always something unknown. There's no question about it. But I guess that's to be expected of everything in life. There's always a question of lingering doubt in my mind about everyone and everything. My birth parents weren't the cleanest of people, and they definitely were pretty shady. They left me along the side of the road to die, but... It didn't happen, obviously. I don't know much about them, actually. I remember my mother being extremely nice all of the time and my father being distant from us. I don't remember much about my siblings. I don't even remember much of their appearances. But that's okay because if that didn't happen, I'd have never met Ami, my big sister and quite frankly, the best sister you could ask for. She saved my life, the very thing I'm still grateful for all these years later. But... As anyone would know, life can be both a blessing and a curse. You see, we've seemed to have...reached a new predicament...that we've never dealt with before. We've become characters in an anime. Cliche? Maybe, but when life throws you into the frying pan, expect a few burns, I guess... Well, it was a normal weekend for us, until I fell asleep in the woods and my rabbit hole begin to spiral. I was greeted by a familiar face and then hit with my past that I had wished to forget, alongside an important part of my life that had been ripped away far too soon... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I don't own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler; Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler belongs to Yana Toboso. I only own some of the plot and my o.c.s in this fanfic. [Edit: 09/18/2021] I apologize for not putting any trigger warnings in the description before this. I hope I didn't trigger anyone with the topics of this story.

There were too many voices and not enough understanding. I learned to silence mine to keep the peace. I became good at being quiet, even when I was screaming inside. everyone had something to say- their anger, their chaos, their needs. but no one ever asked how I felt. no one ever stayed long enough to hear the answer. some days, i spoke in hints. in sighs. in slammed doors. in tears that came without warning. I thought maybe someone would notice. maybe someone would care enough to look closer. but all I ever got was "you're too emotional," or worse- "stop overreacting." I learned to swallow my voice like medicine, even when it made me sick. I told myself, "just get through it." "just be easy." "don't make it worse." I became the quiet one. the good one. the one who didn't need much, because needing things only led to disappointment. and even now, I still struggle to speak when it matters most. I still flinch at the sound of raised voices, even if they're not meant for me. because when you grow up unheard, you start to believe your silence is safer than your truth.

Sequel to Buried. Finding out psychic abilities are running rampant in not only her life, but her siblings as well, was a huge wake up call for Bailey. Now she has to deal with her unwanted abilities while juggling college classes and a new budding romance with Damien. Extended summary inside!

Meave Martin is a high school teenage girl with a whirlwind personality-fierce, stubborn, and uncontainable. Beneath her chaotic exterior lies a heart of gold, unafraid to stand against bullies and fight for the weak. But her fiery temper and unpredictable nature often get her into trouble, much to the chagrin of Ronan Grayson, the calm, commanding rock she leans on. Ronan, older and wiser, is the definition of control and composure. Always one step ahead, he's ready to clean up the messes Meave leaves behind. To him, she's not just a responsibility but a force of nature he can't help but protect-even when her chaos disrupts his carefully ordered life. As Meave steps into adulthood, their bond deepens in unexpected ways, testing their limits and revealing emotions they can no longer ignore. Will Ronan continue to tame the storm, or will he find himself swept away by the tornado that is Meave? A story of love, chaos, and healing that proves sometimes, the messiest storms lead to the most beautiful skies.