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autumn dystopian family fiction friendship love paranormal romance scars science sciencefiction scifi scifi-fantasy seasons supernatural

'Tell me your story.' She said promptly.

'My story?' I asked, brows drawn together in a deep, wrinkly frown.

She pointed at the welts on my back, some already scarring, some still painted red. 'Your story.' She threw her arms around, indicating the room. 'Your story.' She looked at my dried tear streaks. 'Your story.'

I sighed, fiddling with loose, greasy strands of my mahogany hair. 'It's not a happy story.'

She bit her lip, crossing her arms. 'I don't know any happy stories.'

I smiled sadly. 'Me neither.'




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She went to her room and locked herself inside the room. She slowly sat down and started crying, ''why does this always happen to me?" she said while putting her fingers in hairs. "I hate myself," she said, crying. Just then she got up and grabbed her sharp nail trimmer "I will end this" she said and almost cut off her vein, when she heard a very strange whisper. "Hey don't young Lady killing yourself is a sin" she turned and the nail trimmer fell off her hand. "Who is it?" she said but the voice did not come back, she looked inside the mirror she brought from her deceased relative. She watched her eyes, it was like her own reflection was looking at her, just than she felt her green eyes turning to electric blue, she got startled, then she turned and walked towards her bed, "It's like I am having hallucinations, can't die properly even " she said to herself and went to her bed. ****** She got up late in the morning; she didn't want to go to school. She turned to the other side of her bed. Still eyes closed she looked for a pillow but instead her hand touched something very hard, it was like a human arm, the manly odor was surrounding, first she thought she was dreaming, She hold him softly and hugged him. He was snoring faintly. She opened her eyes instantly, it was some unknown man on her bed and he was sleeping peacefully beside her, she narrowed her eyes to confirm it was indeed what she was seeing, she got up a bit while putting pressure over her arm. His light brown hair were fallen over his forehead, His broad chest was moving up and down as he breaths, when she realized that it was not dream, she got up and screamed. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh". An ordinary love story? Think again.

The Lost Red [ONE SHOT] by SweCanMia

Iris had always found solace in the ordinary. Her days were painted with the laughter of her loving boyfriend, a stark contrast to the chilly silence that filled her home. While her family wrapped themselves in layers of cold indifference, Iris wrapped herself in dreams of a brighter future, choosing to ignore the emotional frost that lingered around her. But peace is often a fragile illusion. As autumn leaves began to fall, a shadow crept into their small town-a serial killer with a sinister obsession. Whispers of the "Redhead Butcher" sent chills down spines, his ruthless hunt targeting those with fiery locks. It was a twisted game of fate, and Iris found herself caught in the crosshairs. The first victim was discovered just days later, a haunting reminder of the fragile line between safety and terror. As fear gripped the community, Iris's vibrant auburn hair, once a source of pride, now felt like a neon sign marking her for death. With each sunrise, she could sense the tightening noose of danger, the thrill of life overshadowed by an impending doom. As her boyfriend's comforting presence transformed into an uneasy shield, Iris was thrust into a frantic race against time. With the killer lurking in the shadows, she was forced to confront the family she had long ignored and uncover the truths they had hidden. In a world where love and fear intertwined, Iris realized that the fight for her life would reveal not just the darkness of a killer, but the hidden depths of her own resilience.

Truly His | (Book 2) 18+ by thenuggiequeen

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The Devil's Bride by Storyismything

"I am not sleepy so why don't we tell each other a story?" Her voice was low and raspy and fuck, I'd been lying if I say I wasn't turned the fuck on. "Like what?" I ask swallowing my pride and probably my sense of direction. Her skin was on top of mine, in contact, burning. "I don't know." She says taking her time to adjust herself on my lap. I had to grip the chair for support feeling all my breath vanish from my lungs. "Maybe a short bio about yourself." She advocates placing one of her hands on my chest. I feel the contact through my shirt, my eyes trained on every movement of hers. The worst of it all was that she is unaware of what she was doing to me. "Uh-" I feel my words shorten. On impulse, I grab her by her waist for support instead. Leaning back painfully on the single chair. "You're so cute when you're confused!" She giggles going ahead to move slightly on my lap. I blow out a groan feeling my erection harden.

Life Is Not Always A Fairytale by Dame_Cherie

"Don't you dare!" She said sternly. "I'll finish you before tonight. You'll be no more. You're his happiness and I don't want him to be happy" she laughs "Can I finish her now?" Lucky asked, happily "Yes. I'll love to watch her suffer" she stepped back and Lucky brings out a box in front of me. It is filled with tools. "Please just kill me. Don't torture me. I beg you" "Now where is the fun there" Lucky laughed and uses a knife on my skin. I shout in pain Why me! ******************************* Don't you want to give this book a try? Well, it'll make me really happy if you stop to check it out. For those re-reading, you might notice a lot of changes due to certain issues I had with errors and all that. But right now, this book is properly checked and 85% free from errors and also Re-published. Thank you for stopping by Thank you for choosing to add to your library Thank you for the incoming votes and reads This book is a romance book🙂 Short Chapters. Few things to Trigger someone. Purely based on imagination. A fictional work and characters. No plagiarism 😊 Now, we can tour the story. I accept feedbacks. Yours Sisterly, ©Dame_Cherie❤️

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Ash's Darling | ✔ cover

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𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓡𝓸𝔂𝓪𝓵 𝓜𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬 𝓗𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼

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