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Enchanted

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LECTURES 145
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LECTURES 145
Votes 12
Parties 4
Durée 27m

MissHeartlessXOXO

It's been a while since Zora has felt something other than the turmoil within. The feeling never goes away, it's always there, just lingering in the corner of her mind, but she has to overcome it. She has to learn how to control these abilities before she explodes and takes everyone that's at the for front with her. 
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The rain was pelting down like knives, cutting into Zora's cloths. She stood rooted to her spot in the driveway shivering, both in coldness and anger. "Do you honestly believe you're gonna get away with this?" she said through clenched teeth while staring at the man before her.
A smirk made its way to his lips and his eyes glowed crimson for a brief second. "You and I both know the answer to that." He said with a hint of a laugh. 
Her fists tightened with each second their eyes were locked, hers filled with venom, until she finally spoke. "Personally I can't wait to see life tear you apart."

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Is it too late to say Sorry? - 1 ✓, écrit par iambellissima_nishaz

"The fuck you are leaving me." He snapped and growled at his mate. She was calm as she was ever be regardless of his snapping. She sighed and turned around to leave without saying something to him because it was worthless. There was no point in talking and especially to him. He grabbed her arm before she put one step. "Where do you think you are going Ara?" He growled so loudly as everyone shuddered watching their interaction. She quickly remove his hand as anger rolling off of her in waves. "Don't. Touch. Me. So you think I will live here and watch you mate and breed that female." She snapped at him. "She meant nothing Ara." He said after a minute. She laughed, literally laughed but without any humor. "That's why you were fucking her in your office just a minutes before, don't you?" "It was a mistake." He tried to reason with her. "But in your case mistakes happened in more than one time. And they said mistakes happened only one time." She said sarcastically. "I don't need her. I need you." He said again desperately. "Lies. All lies coming from your mouth. I feel disgusted just by looking at you, let alone talking to you. And you said you need me? Ha. Very funny. You don't need me and I sure as hell don't need you. This female behind your back is more enough than me. Breed her, mark her or fuck her. I DON'T FUCKING CARE." "I am sorry. I am really fucking sorry." He said brokenly as kneeling on the ground. A small laugh escaped from her lips. "Isn't it too late for that mate?" And she left just like that while single tear rolled down her cheeks. He had made mistakes. Mistakes that will cost him everything. He knew he had lost her and this time completely. She was broken. Again. He did break her, repair her just to break her again leaving a broken shattered woman but strong willed. ---------------------------------------------------- The cruel, sadistic Rogue Alpha and his caring, lovable Witch mate. Will it be too late for him to say sorry?

Oblivion, A Timeless Void, écrit par Aster_Rae27

❅| "Even a vastness can no longer shelter you... or engulf your dream." ⊱⋅ ──────────── ⋅⊰ [UNDER EDITING/REDRAFTING - latest chapter: 9] To a world seemingly shrouded in a cloak of safety and eternal peace, death is an unimaginable concept. Yet for those whose rule of life was mere survival, perhaps that's a different situation. For those who stood in the face of adversity, for those who refused to give in to the castigation of their lives, life has no sweetness to it. Merely the bitter tang of a blood-chilling revenge. To avenge a loved one or perhaps even their own pain, the murderous intent behind their deceitful eyes is unmistakable. For to them, lamenting about the past is a life lost to the cruel hands of fate. What happens when a woman as brilliant as the morning sun provides a haven in one's dreams? What happens when she, despite the agonies life carried, says to abandon everything right here and now and leave? Alcestis did not need to be told twice. Seizing the chance to escape the horrible clutches of her grandparents, she sets out on a journey to find the Elementals - a band of heroes protecting the human realm from those that lied beyond, headed by her parents. She knew of the darkness that festered within her; she knew of the hatred that danced in her heart. More than anything, she knew the extents of how fragmented her soul was. What, perhaps, would unfold when she sets out on her journey, leaving behind the world she knew; leaving behind what hopefulness remained in her battered heart? None would heed her an answer, indeed. None save for the rage that tainted her being.

From Death to Life- Book One, écrit par chloblla

Her death was just the beginning. ___ "What are you doing to us!" I cried. I felt the painful sensation deep in my skin as if I was burning from inside out. Like the sun became my greatest enemy and trying to burn me alive. I fell to my knees and I looked over at him with fear in my eyes. He told me to never show how terrified I was, but I couldn't help it. His eyes the color of night assured me that's it was going to be okay. But it wasn't. "Taking away your ability to walk in the sunlight. You are going to be like the rest of those bloodsuckers." she exclaimed. The pain was getting even stronger by the minute and I screamed at the top of my lungs. I looked down at my skin and I realized that it was scorched. But I managed to speak, despite my mind telling me to focus on the pain. "Why?" I whispered. The woman knelt down beside me and whispered something in my ear that chilled me to my bones. My eyes were slits with her this close to me. I wanted to kill her. "What do you think, Elora? This is war." ___ COMPLETED All rights to the owners.

Valerie, écrit par Ahyuuga586

***SAMPLE!*** There's a prophecy - a prophecy holding the fate of two worlds. On the edge of Lilah's field, at the twelfth hour of the fall of twelve, the three kings will unite, a daisy will be lost, or the worlds will be gone. The Oracle tells me that I am bound to the prophecy. That I cannot alter or change it. That I'm destined to be greater than what I am, but I already knew that. I've known that since the age of five. Now, can you guess who needs to die? Death doesn't bother me. I will let the world burn if it means achieving my goals - because with every lick of the whip; he tore my flesh raw, as his laughter rang through the mansion, and my screams disturbed the heavens. No one cared to help, no one listened - definitely not the Gods. So why should I? ._. Eldora. A world woven together by magic. Cloaked in darkness and chaos, sin, and deceit. Where no one is innocent; where both hands - and teeth - drip with the blood of others. And there is her. A lone wolf, watching the world tear itself apart. Watching the chaos, the death, the destruction as she fights a far greater war, within her. What's right and wrong? What's considered good and evil? Where does she stand in this enteral mystery, we call a universe? Coated in darkness and pain, she questions the meaning of life and death, and her purpose in this world of infinite possibilities. She finds only one answer: REVENGE. WARNING - Contains abuse, suicidal thoughts, intense trauma, and erotic scenes. Please do not read if this is heavily triggering for you!

Supernova, écrit par infamous0110

Zora always knew she didn't belong to this world. She didn't even know her real name. She never met her birth parents, having been left in a firehouse as a 6-month-old baby. Zora has bounced from one foster home to the next since she was a troubled child. Bad things, or "accidents" always followed Zora. She always felt like she was one step behind everyone else trying to catch up. Trying to be normal, but Zora is not normal. And never will be. Bryce Cullen is another lost soul in the world. He is also one of a kind. When they first met it was a supernova, two stars coming together in a stellar collision with stellar dynamics. As an evil is looming, threatening to destroy the Earth, can these two outliers save the world with powers neither utterly understand? ~~~~~~~~~~~ Zora could only shiver as: his eyes darken looking at her, becoming more onyx black, and purple bruise-like shadows appear beneath his eyes. Bryce stands at 6'2" and has a thin and lanky but muscular body. Zora felt a tiny piercing pain trying to hit her over and over, but somehow it was blocked. "Where am I?" "Who are you?" Bryce asked sternly, glaring down at Zora. "It's her!" Piper said running onto the field. "That's the girl! She is the girl from my dreams! She is the one to bring Hell Fire!" ~~~~~~~~~~~ Updates every Wednesdays! Participating in: #theseasonalcontest

The Scent Of Vampires (Book 1), écrit par stacielt

"Hello, dove." A deep familiar voice said. Zephora felt her palms go sweaty and her heart beat faster. Only one person called her that. Turning slowly, she saw Rafi standing behind her. "Did you think you had lost me for good? I have to admit you are clever. I'm learning very quickly not to underestimate you." He said with a smirk, as he moved closer. "I had things to do. I'm not about stay glued to your side." Zephora said with a roll of her eyes. "What do you want Rafi? Why are you here?"... ..."You've been a busy girl, haven't you?" His question was more of a statement. Rafi gazed at her intently for a moment and then slowly a smirk spread across his face. "I'd recognize your scent anywhere." He answered her last question first. " And, I'm here to collect." Zephora looked at him in confusion. "To collect my favor. You do owe me a favor If I remember correctly." He said slyly. ***** Imagine a world where super natural beings not only existed, but they lived among humans and in most cases dominated over humanity. What if every day you lived not only as prey to stronger and more powerful spiecies, but so far down on the food chain you would have to go to extreme measures to survive. For Zephora Wynter this was reality. For Zephora, every day was a fight for survival. Teaming up with an unusual group of supernatural outcasts, Zephora and her group of misfit friends learn to live in a chaotic and dangerous world.

Entropy , écrit par KelseyBrown986

He walks forward, pressing the blade into his throat. His skin is taunt against the serrated edge, and blood beads around it until it drips down his neck in a crimson trail. My eyes widened, wanting it. He is looking at me with those dangerous, glinting green eyes, daring me. "Kill me, then. If you feel nothing, you can kill me. Then you can leave.The choice is up to you. It always has been," He whispers. His words leave me as cold as the blade at his throat. My heart is subjected to this stabbing pain, like I'd turned the knife on myself, and I would rather it be like that. "But if you don't," he whispers," you are mine and all mine. We will rule the dawn of a new age, we will complete our bond, and you will forget about her. Make your choice." I can hear my heart beat in my ears, and I swallow agaisnt the rush. These are my options. Kill him, or agree to be his. I make my own choice. I can not take my freedom away. I can not be the mate he wants, but I can not kill him. With a deep breath, I turn the knife on myself. Aurora, a girl with only one name and abandoned at birth in a war torn land, finds herself lost in a sea of witches, drowning in everything she can never have. Or so she thinks, the night a divine interference rips her from her home leads to a butterfly effect of deadly, chaotic spirals. Something dwells in the unknown shadows of Aurora's soul, something lurking just behind the screen of consciousness, something passed down through the generations as greater beings try to avoid the annihilation of our world. Is she just another part of the fall out, another victim to an unending tragedy between two cosmic beings? There's only one thing that can help her, and it stands before her in the form of a green eyed werewolf mercilessly killing the witches she's grown up loving. She thinks he can protect her, but what will she do when he needs protection...from her? #12 in destruction #11 in strife

Faye and Ruin, écrit par Rianna619

A week before her twenty fifth birthday, Azora begins having nightmares. Terrifying dreams of a world that doesn't exist. Shouldn't exist. When it becomes too much, she explodes and finds herself in a completely different realm full of Fae and all different types of magical creatures. As she learns of an ancestors imprisonment, she sets out on a quest to help bring her back. But the only way to do so is to allow herself to be prisoner to the very enemy that is seeking her death. Can she complete this quest, or will the obstacles become to great? Will she be able to push through the lies of the enemy, the kindness that one shows, to accomplish what has been her fate long before she was born or will things go sideways? **EDITING WILL COME SOON! A FEW LATER CHAPTERS WILL BE CHANGED BUT PLEASE COMMENT WITH FEEDBACK/NEEDED EDITS**

Blade ✔️, écrit par Hchynna

Blade's eyes turned cold. Like a dark colored ocean that just froze. He took a frightening step forward so now his face was only inches from my face, even with his height, making my breath hitch in my throat. I could no longer breath. No longer see people repeatedly walking past my house. No longer hear those birds in the tree that were begging me to run. I could only see his dark blue eyes that held so much danger and anger. I could only hear his rapid breathing and even his fast heartbeat. I was just that dazed into his stare.... more like glare. "Is there someone else?" he said so low no one could hear but me. And I heard him. So clearly. I heard the threat telling me to say yes for he can make whoever the competition is disappear. I heard the anger he held behind his low tone. I heard the jealousy beyond anything. That was what clouded over everything. "N-no," I stuttered. I'm angry to admit I was scared. How he towered over me didn't make it any better. Standing proudly at maybe a 6'4 or 6'5. While I stood at a 5'5. He scanned my face trying to look for any sign of me lying. And when he backed up I knew he couldn't find one because what I said was indeed true. To be honest there was only him. And it seems like that is what it will always be. The all famous gang leader and tough girl, cross paths. He hates disrespect and that's what she's all about. How do you think this will all play out in the end?

In The Eyes Of The Alpha, écrit par MyCrazyImagination20

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Is it too late to say Sorry? - 1 ✓

"The fuck you are leaving me." He snapped and growled at his mate. She was calm as she was ever be regardless of his snapping. She sighed and turned around to leave without saying something to him because it was worthless. There was no point in talking and especially to him. He grabbed her arm before she put one step. "Where do you think you are going Ara?" He growled so loudly as everyone shuddered watching their interaction. She quickly remove his hand as anger rolling off of her in waves. "Don't. Touch. Me. So you think I will live here and watch you mate and breed that female." She snapped at him. "She meant nothing Ara." He said after a minute. She laughed, literally laughed but without any humor. "That's why you were fucking her in your office just a minutes before, don't you?" "It was a mistake." He tried to reason with her. "But in your case mistakes happened in more than one time. And they said mistakes happened only one time." She said sarcastically. "I don't need her. I need you." He said again desperately. "Lies. All lies coming from your mouth. I feel disgusted just by looking at you, let alone talking to you. And you said you need me? Ha. Very funny. You don't need me and I sure as hell don't need you. This female behind your back is more enough than me. Breed her, mark her or fuck her. I DON'T FUCKING CARE." "I am sorry. I am really fucking sorry." He said brokenly as kneeling on the ground. A small laugh escaped from her lips. "Isn't it too late for that mate?" And she left just like that while single tear rolled down her cheeks. He had made mistakes. Mistakes that will cost him everything. He knew he had lost her and this time completely. She was broken. Again. He did break her, repair her just to break her again leaving a broken shattered woman but strong willed. ---------------------------------------------------- The cruel, sadistic Rogue Alpha and his caring, lovable Witch mate. Will it be too late for him to say sorry?