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H O S T A G E

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Parts 11
Time 1h 7m

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"Why are you doing this?" 

"HELP MEEEEE!!!!"

"Do what I say or you die"

"911 what's your emergency?"

"HE'S GONNA KILL US!!!!"

"What the fuck is his reason for doing this??"

"NOBODY is safe... it's revenge season!!"All Rights Reserved

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Paranoia... has become my constant companion. Ahh... Danny, what've you gotten yourself into? Thought I was doing something... thought I was gonna get better. Turns out it was all for nothing. I knew I'd be here again. Rock bottom's the only place for real pieces of shit like us... Like me. All that self-improvement didn't mean shit... Or I guess it did, or I wouldn't be here right now... Trying to fill those shoes, re-paint that grim portrait that haunted me... and I did, made everyone proud, even you mom... But it won't mean anything if I die out here. I thought those jumbled remnants of thoughts were the pull of my former self in a disassosiative amnesia from the drugs... Guess it was the pull of a much more treacherous force. I wish I could've lived my fantasy out and been happy.... At least you were, while it lasted. "Times almost up, they'll be here soon." TRIGGER WARNINGS: Crude humor, Illicit drug use, Drug overdose, loss of a child, suicide, bullying, traumatic events, Mature themes, graphic violence, death.

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Rose [ A Revenge Story ] by FallOverLaughing

Rose (Revenge Story ) On my sixth birthday my daddy asked me what I wanted I said a pony. On my seventh birthday my mommy asked me what I wanted, I said I wanted to be a princess. On my eight birthday my grandma and grandpa asked me what I wanted, I said I wanted my mom and dad back. On my ninth birthday I was put into care. On my tenth birthday no one asked me what I wanted. Same with the eleventh, twelfth and thirteenth. So on my fourteenth birthday I asked myself what I wanted. I come up with a one word answer, revenge. (Please be warned this story is not for the faint hearted 18+) I wanted to have it under romance / mystery but they don't have that so yeah. So I think this story has been made privet. I am sorry about this. It was not by my doing, if you would still like to read it follow me and add to your library again. Sorry. All images in book including book cover belong to their rightful owners.

The Price of Pleasure by laikkea

"SPEND your time on me, and I'll spend the money." "Oh, how generous of you! Your time must be so valuable that you believe it's worth my attention. Unfortunately, my time is far more precious than any amount of money you could offer. Keep your money; I have better things to do." "I'M your daddy. I can spoil you with anything you want." "You're not the only one who can, others may also have the means, I would appreciate it if you could offer me a substantial investment of your blood." "KEEPING a connection with a married man is undeniably risky." "Yes, the danger is precisely what makes it exhilarating." "I'M off-limits." "Enough with the pretense, Lazarus. Your girlfriend brandishes a knife behind your back, and yet you continue to endure her bullshits. It is truly pitiable."

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"How do you feel now, Morgan?" She says, more pointing something out than asking a question. She grabs hold of my wrists and tightens them. If I could see properly I could swear I see them turn purple. "I could beat you to the bone, right here, right now, till you die from your injuries. But, I won't. You will die. Maybe not today, maybe not in a month, but you will." Well, obviously I'm going to die. Humans don't live forever. "Wonder why?" "No, and I really don't care." She answers anyway. "Because we have the power, the people, and the weapons to do it. Face it, you're defenseless against us." I feel some blood flooding my mouth, so I, being a perfectly nice person, spit it in her face. That doesn't faze her at all. "I have the strength and intelligence, something you clearly don't have. Whatever y'all do to me, it won't break me. I will put up a hell of a fight before losing. I will fight, and I will win." I turn over and look at her fellow companions. "Even if I die doing it." "Is that a risk you're willing to take?" ____________________________________ 17 year old Morgan Peters is an average girl living life. When she goes on a trip to Rio de Janeiro to watch the FIFA finals with a few friends, a serial killer committing massacres joins in on the sporty fun and shows the thousands of fans what true adrenaline is. After the games and a few bumps along the way, she returns to her hometown, and shortly starts receiving suspicious texts from an unknown number. She figures that it appears she has a stalker on her hands. Can she live with a stalker? Or will it get more mendacious, chaotic and deadly? Follow Morgan and her best friends as love sparks, secrets get released, and betrayal of family floods through their veins. ALL NAMES, INCIDENTS, AND SOME EVENTS ARE PURELY FICTIONAL! OTHERS MAY BE COINCIDENTAL. All rights reserved.

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Paranoia... has become my constant companion. Ahh... Danny, what've you gotten yourself into? Thought I was doing something... thought I was gonna get better. Turns out it was all for nothing. I knew I'd be here again. Rock bottom's the only place for real pieces of shit like us... Like me. All that self-improvement didn't mean shit... Or I guess it did, or I wouldn't be here right now... Trying to fill those shoes, re-paint that grim portrait that haunted me... and I did, made everyone proud, even you mom... But it won't mean anything if I die out here. I thought those jumbled remnants of thoughts were the pull of my former self in a disassosiative amnesia from the drugs... Guess it was the pull of a much more treacherous force. I wish I could've lived my fantasy out and been happy.... At least you were, while it lasted. "Times almost up, they'll be here soon." TRIGGER WARNINGS: Crude humor, Illicit drug use, Drug overdose, loss of a child, suicide, bullying, traumatic events, Mature themes, graphic violence, death.