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Abnormal Normalities

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Parts 5
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LIfe isn't always what you expect, and never is it fair. To Ember Krossford, this statement has always been her motto, a phrase to cling to when the unexpected came to pass, no matter what kind of 'unexpected' that might be. Now, faced with the dying will of an estranged aunt she's never met and the house said will demands she inherit, things don't look like they could get any more unexpected. On her own and struggling to remain in college, Ember decides to take a chance on this house. But with unexplainable sounds, sketchy neighbors and nobody to turn to when push comes to shove, is this simply an unexpected twist of events, or is something darker at play?

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His mistress by white-scar

Loving him was the cruelest kind of torment-a love that lived in the shadows, one that could never bask in the warmth of the sun. I was nothing more than a stolen moment, a whispered name in the dark, a secret he tucked away between the life he had built and the one he wished he could have. I knew, deep down, that I was a fracture in his story, a fleeting escape from the weight of his reality. And yet, I still clung to him, to the illusion that for a few precious hours, he was mine. But the truth was relentless-it came in the form of unanswered texts, in the way he dressed hurriedly after loving me, in the way he said her name with the same tenderness he once gave me. I had given him my heart, knowing he would never be able to keep it, and yet, I loved him still. Loved him as I watched him walk away, loved him as he returned to the arms of the woman he truly belonged to, loved him as I drowned in the loneliness he left behind. Because no matter how much I wished it to be different, I was not his home-I was just a place he visited before going back to where his heart truly lived.

Soft Things Die Hard by CharlieCat22

⚠️ Content Warning ⚠️ This story contains themes and scenes that may be distressing or triggering to some readers. Please proceed with care. Major Warnings: Abduction & Captivity: Includes the physical and psychological experience of being held against one's will. Power Imbalance & Manipulation: Central relationships explore toxic dynamics, emotional control, and blurred lines of consent. Psychological Trauma: Depictions of PTSD, dissociation, emotional breakdowns, and past childhood trauma. Sexual Content: Includes erotic scenes that may involve coercive undertones or psychological pressure. Violence & Threats: Verbal, emotional, and implied physical violence. Some scenes may evoke fear, tension, or dread. Self-Harm Ideation & Suicidal Thoughts: Internal monologues and scenes involving despair and psychological collapse. Other Potential Triggers: Gaslighting and unreliable reality Isolation and sensory deprivation Allusions to grooming (non-graphic, referenced in backstory) Moral ambiguity and characters who commit unforgivable acts This story is intended for mature readers (17+) who are comfortable with morally gray characters, psychological tension, and disturbing subject matter. "They all wore masks." Diana is a psychology major, an orphan with too many memories and not enough peace. One night after a party, she vanishes, taken by strangers who live in a house beyond the cemetery, where the doors only lock from the outside. But Diana refuses to break. She learns their patterns, their pain. She disarms them one by one-first with her mind, then with blood. This is not a story about healing. It's a survival story. About what's left after the chains fall off. And the truth? Not all monsters wear masks.

The Price of Innocence by TshepisoTsona4

"Some ghosts don't haunt to scare you. They haunt to remind you what you lost." Thandi's innocence echoed in every memory she shared with her sister. She's accepted the truth - her sister is gone, and nothing can change that. But everything shatters the moment she sees her again. Alive. Smiling. Real. Now caught between the sister she loves and the man she's come to care for, Thandi must make an impossible choice - one that will teach her that even innocence comes with a price. In a world of power, secrets, and ruthless ambition, every choice has consequences. Loyalties will be tested, hearts will be broken, and betrayal lurks in the most unexpected places. Survival is only the beginning; when nothing is as it seems, even the purest hearts cast the darkest shadows.

Kingdom of the Zodiac by SBLoveAuthor

The locals had warned me that no one in their right mind would enter the North Woods alone, not unless they had a death wish. It's a good thing then that I am not in my right mind. Fear had prevented me from returning to this place for years, but the nightmares depriving me of sleep threatened to steal what little sanity I had left, leaving me with no other choice than to confront the source of my apprehension. I was tired of pretending that everything was ok. That I was ok. I needed the nightmares to stop. But in order for that to happen, I needed to uncover my lost memories. The North Woods held answers, of that much I was certain. So here I stand, ready to face my past. If only I could get my legs to move. **FIRST DRAFT - UNEDITED **

YGGDRASIL: The First Forgotten Tale by snowashea

They say, "Expect the unexpected." But no one warned them that the unexpected could rewrite fate itself. She is the Lock...quiet, guarded, and haunted by dreams she can't explain. He is the Key...reckless, drawn to her by something ancient and unspoken. Neither of them remembers where they came from. But the Tree of Life...Yggdrasil...remembers. Born from its roots, their existence was never meant to cross. Now that it has, the world begins to change: Magic awakens, truths unravel, and a forgotten revolution stirs beneath their feet. A dream that won't fade. A connection that can't be denied. And a prophecy that begins the moment they meet. "When the lock finds its key... the world changes."

When Reality is "BROKEN" by itsAlisaJane

Two sisters. One bond. A world on the brink of chaos. Emily and Serena never imagined their lives would be anything but ordinary-until the outbreak shattered everything. As the undead rise and shadows of the past resurface, the sisters must navigate a twisted game of betrayal, secrets, and danger. With an unlikely team of allies and the constant threat of enemies hiding in plain sight, the sisters hold the key to a fight far greater than they ever expected. But in a world where trust is fragile and every choice has consequences, will their bond be enough to withstand what lies ahead? The truth is closer than they think, but some mysteries are better left buried. This is the very first story of my life... :)

What We Have Lost by ChrisPenaArrieta

In a world where true terror lurks in plain sight, three intertwined fates collide in a frantic hunt for a demon that preys upon innocent girls. 🔪 A man trapped inside his niece's body, forced to protect her from sinister forces closing in. 🔮 A witch gifted with the power to find the lost, facing an evil far darker than she ever imagined. 🚨 A police force hunting a serial killer, only to discover that their worst nightmare is not of this world. When nightmares bleed into reality, how far would you go to reclaim what you love? Dare to cross the line.

A Dance of Shadows by Tazgukkie

Caught in the shifting shadows of his realm, he had searched every corner, every creature bound by destiny's law. The bond promised to him, the soulmate who should have anchored his existence slipped further from reach, elusive as smoke. Humans were fragile things, sparks splitting against the eternity, and he rarely spared them a thought. Yet fate had wound its thread beyond his comprehension. A fragile world of mortals, where no soulmate was ever meant to be found. To her, he did not exist. To him, she was everything he could not yet grasp. In a world divided between mortals and the supernatural, her life takes an unexpected turn when the Shadow King discovers she is his mate. As their bond deepens, reality begins to unravel, dragging her into a realm of beauty, danger, and secrets no human was meant to see. But destiny comes with a price. Will she survive the pull of shadows or be consumed by them?

𝐈𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐧 by author_liaa

"𝑰'𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒊𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖" "𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒎𝒐-𝒂𝒏 𝒊𝒕, 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒐" A standalone. 𝐀 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝗥𝗮𝗷 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮 took her for revenge. To burn down her bloodline. But now, all he can think about is how she tastes when she mo-ans through clenched teeth. He wanted to 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 her. To punish her for a past she didn't write. To watch her shatter and never feel a thing. Exactly- he wanted to. Because somewhere between the ropes and the rage, the punishment and the pleasure- She became the only thing real in his twisted world. He took her for revenge. But she'll be the one to destroy him- One sin, one kiss, one scream at a time. In this game of fire and control... someone's about to burn. Will she just be a pawn in his revenge?

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His mistress

Loving him was the cruelest kind of torment-a love that lived in the shadows, one that could never bask in the warmth of the sun. I was nothing more than a stolen moment, a whispered name in the dark, a secret he tucked away between the life he had built and the one he wished he could have. I knew, deep down, that I was a fracture in his story, a fleeting escape from the weight of his reality. And yet, I still clung to him, to the illusion that for a few precious hours, he was mine. But the truth was relentless-it came in the form of unanswered texts, in the way he dressed hurriedly after loving me, in the way he said her name with the same tenderness he once gave me. I had given him my heart, knowing he would never be able to keep it, and yet, I loved him still. Loved him as I watched him walk away, loved him as he returned to the arms of the woman he truly belonged to, loved him as I drowned in the loneliness he left behind. Because no matter how much I wished it to be different, I was not his home-I was just a place he visited before going back to where his heart truly lived.