It's Okay to be Different
- Reads 5,058
- Votes 454
- Parts 42
MatureComplete Fri, Jun 16, 20173h 10m
"How do you feel?" Mitch whispers and closes the book without looking at me still.
"I feel... stronger. And my throat is kind of dry." I scratch at my itchy throat. "Do you have water?"
He chuckles. "Water won't satisfy that thirst." Within the blink of an eye, he's right in front of me, holding both of my hands. "You need blood."
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
Hotchniss
He leans his head back and although she can't see him she can feel his breath on her neck. "I need you to promise me something," he whispers. "Anything," she says, her heart pounds in her throat. "I need you to promise that you won't fight them." He says and she wants to scream at him. She wants to hit him and make him understand that she doesn't want to walk out of this hell hole by herself but she can't tell him no. She nods and fights back tears," I promise." He seems to relax against her," thank you." She moves her head just enough that she can feel his temple against her own," can you promise me something?" "Maybe," he says coughing weakly. "I need you to promise that you're gonna fight. You can't just die, okay?" She says and she can feel her tears slipping out from under her blindfold. He moves, maybe it's the blood loss or maybe it's the fact that he can't stand to see her cry, towards her. As much as his aching body will allow, in the end his twist his body tell it hurts, and captures her lips. She taste like tears. "I promise," he whispers against her lips. Aaron "Hotch" Hotchner x Emily PrentissComplete
Get Down (Nick Carter)
Nick pushed me against a wall, pinning my arms above my head. I looked in his eyes, they weren't the bright, ocean blue color that they normally are. They are dark and lust-filled. Nick brought his lips dangerously close to mine, my breath hitched in the back of my throat; I felt my heart speed up. His hair tickled my cheek as he brought his lips closer to mine. I felt him smirk as his lips reached mine. We both knew that the game was over, I had finally 'given in'.Complete
matthew the murderer • book 1
"Madison?" I say through my tears. I touch her face. Even though we weren't together, I still loved her. I was planning to ask her out, but I guess that that won't happen. "Carter." I turn around and see Cameron in the door. I turn back to Madison and kiss her forehead before getting up. I walk over to Cameron, and wipe my eyes. "Hey," Cameron says grabbing my shoulder. I refuse to look at him. "Look at me." He says. I turn to him and look at him. "Everything's going to be fine." He says. I shake my head. "Not without Madison." I say as I shake myself free from his grasp. **** ew this is so cringey and it's terrible but i wrote it when i was like 12 so....Complete
help me let down my guard
This is the sequel to wash me over until my well runs dry, which in turn is the sequel to this don't even feel like falling. It's not required that you have read either of those first, though you'll certainly get more out of this story if you do. If you choose not to, just go into this one with the knowledge that Scott and Mitch are already in a relationship, and at one point as teenagers, Mitch had a crush on him. Title from Beyoncé's 1+1. Again, all usernames are fake and not meant to portray any real people in particular. Well, except maybe one. fictionalcandie's notes: I don't have a lot of excuses. I don't have any, in fact, I'm going to sit here with my lack of excuses and blame duvalu for this, it's her brainchild anyway. I'm just sorry it took so long to finish. Hopefully it's worth the wait! duvalu's notes: You guys. This took over a year to write. What. I hope everyone recognises themselves (*raises hand*) in this, hah. Enjoy. Bring your own holy water. Happy Monday.Complete
saving mitch ↠ scömìche
〝 "scott?" i said quietly, gaining his attention. "hm?" scott mumbled. i sat next to him and we didn't look at each other. "i'm sorry," i said after some silence. in that small, silent moment, i could feel my heart rip apart at my words and i nearly heard his breaking. "okay," he said very quietly, like as if he didn't want me to hear it, "i am too." and that's when mine completely tore. 〞 *** trigger warnings: this story includes the following ;; suicidal thoughts, depression, self hatred, mature language & one sexual/smutty scene. if you're not comfortable with any of those, i highly suggest for you to skip this book and go onto the next. { completed } { warning: this story is *extremely* old & poorly written!!! }Complete
Moon Lovers ✓
"Ouchh!" I winced in pain, struggling to get back on my feet. Squatting beside me, he stared at me in a ridiculous way before grabbing me by the neck. "Your scent, you're the one," he claimed, pushing away my head angrily. My body shrank in fear and my legs trembling from anxiety. "Why do you always say that? I don't know you. Leave me alone!" Staring at him closely, his face seemed pale, young and a bit old at the same time. He moved closer to me with the speed of bolt which no normal human possesses. "That's what you think." He touched my face admiring it while I turned my face away in disgust. His dilated eyes rolled, turned red and his teeth clenched out and gradually moved his mouth towards my neck. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Any part of this book belongs strictly to me. If found and written indiscriminately without my permission, he/ she will suffer severe consequences . Plagiarism is a crime. This book is currently available on Amazon, Webnovel and Dreame! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Date published: 16th January, 2021 Date completed: March 28, 2021Complete
I'd Live For You, If Only I Could (Completed)
*Mitch POV* I knew something was wrong when I couldn't breathe. It was in the middle of our social studies lesson for the day, and I tried to take a breath. All that happened was worse suffocation. Being twelve, I didn't handle it well. I opened my mouth to try to speak, but all that came out was an odd sounding croak. My teacher hushed me. But someone sitting next to me looked at me and noticed how pale I looked, or noticed that tears were welling in my eyes and I was drooping. I wrapped my hands around my throat seconds before I blacked out. That was only the first instance. In the time that I was unconscious, my lungs filled with fluid and I almost died. I was out for nearly two days, and my parents really thought that I would die. I vaguely remember hearing my mom crying while I couldn't open my eyes, and my dad telling her that maybe it was just my time and they had to let me go. But then I woke up, and the fluid had been drained from my lungs. I spent a while more in the hospital, and in that time, my parents found out that I had cancer. It had been determined that I probably wouldn't live much longer, maybe three months at the most. The conversation was happening outside my room, where I was supposed to be asleep, but I still heard the whole thing. What I remember most is my mom's sobs.Complete
The Weight of Wearing You
You froze, gripping your textbook in front of you like it was a shield. His figure swallowed up Mark's living room, his eyes nearly glowing in the dim lighting. "Savannah Fawn, Mark Grayson's girlfriend," He began quietly, sending shivers down your spine. His voice was icy. He seemed almost amazed by your existence. "You're alive in this universe?" You held your breath as he grabbed onto the couch arm, yanking it and you closer to him like it weighed nothing. Your heart pounded in your ears, bile rising in your throat. And then he straightened up, brows smoothing. "You'll do wonderfully," He continued, more to himself than you. With a vulpine smirk, he extended a veiny hand. "Angstrom Levy. I am the man who's going to kill your lover." . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. CONTINUATION OF "In Case of Heartbreak, Wear a Mask." MINORS DNIComplete
He leans his head back and although she can't see him she can feel his breath on her neck. "I need you to promise me something," he whispers. "Anything," she says, her heart pounds in her throat. "I need you to promise that you won't fight them." He says and she wants to scream at him. She wants to hit him and make him understand that she doesn't want to walk out of this hell hole by herself but she can't tell him no. She nods and fights back tears," I promise." He seems to relax against her," thank you." She moves her head just enough that she can feel his temple against her own," can you promise me something?" "Maybe," he says coughing weakly. "I need you to promise that you're gonna fight. You can't just die, okay?" She says and she can feel her tears slipping out from under her blindfold. He moves, maybe it's the blood loss or maybe it's the fact that he can't stand to see her cry, towards her. As much as his aching body will allow, in the end his twist his body tell it hurts, and captures her lips. She taste like tears. "I promise," he whispers against her lips. Aaron "Hotch" Hotchner x Emily Prentiss
More detailsContent Guidelines