Just Another Rape Story ..
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Naposledy publikováno pon, led 22, 2018
A night to remember turned into a night of terror 🤕
Added music to the story because why not ? Why not listen to a little music while reading
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Keep On Dancing (A human Bonnie x Reader)
You're a teenager with the love of dancing. As a child, you competed in community dancing competitions with all your friends. Your mother and father supported your love for dancing all the way. Your father would even dance with you sometimes just to spend time with his little girl! Then, one disastrous night when you were thirteen, you and your parents were driving home from your fifth national competition. You won first place, and everyone in your family was proud of you. It began to rain and visibility was decreasing. A drunken driver wasn't paying attention to where you and your family were going, and the drunken driver crashed head on into the vehicle. Your mother didn't make it. A year later, your father became more alcoholic and abusive. He was very devastated over your mother's death just as you were. He kept telling you it was all your fault that your mother died. It is currently three years after your mother's death, and you're sixteen years old. Your father got another woman, and you have a little step sister now. Your father and step mother finally made the decision to send you to a foster family, and that's where you went.Dokončeno
ᴅʀᴏᴡɴɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴇᴀʀꜱ
ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴍᴀɴ ʜᴀꜱ ʜɪꜱ ꜱᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ ꜱᴏʀʀᴏᴡꜱ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴋɴᴏᴡꜱ ɴᴏᴛ; ᴀɴᴅ ᴏꜰᴛᴇɴ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜱᴀᴅ. - ʜᴇɴʀʏ ᴡᴀᴅꜱᴡᴏʀᴛʜ ʟᴏɴɢꜰᴇʟʟᴏᴡ Completed ✔️Dokončeno
Affection in All the Right Places,
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To fall in love with someone you can trust
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The Brightest Stars
We admire our work with quiet smiles. I do a small chuckle and finally let all these sad moments become into memories that are worth remembering. Even if it means that those I loved so much might fade away; they will never be forgotten. I promise myself to do this... "Promise me that we will always remember and never forget," Nate quietly says. "What if we do?" I whisper. "What if we let the night become darker than the stars?" Nate turns, and takes small steps towards me. My heart is like a magnet bringing him closer as I turn towards him. He does that look I fell in love with the day we met. He's inches apart now and I'm left breathless. His whisper is as quiet as the moonlight shining through the windows of the class as he says, "Then I will find you to remind you of us. I'll remind you that stars shine brighter in the darkest nights..."Dokončeno
If No One Else
𝟏𝟖+| I was said to be 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞... 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. I had heard it so much in my life that it had manifested into a truth that remained rock solid in my brain. It consumed every surface of my body and mind like a deadly cancer It had become a promise to myself. A reminder. A standard. It was a rule applied to every person in my life, except him... He was the same as I was; no matter how different our outside identities were. We were cut from the same cloth on the inside. There was no denying that he and I were both broken souls left in a broken world. Both craving an eternal slumber before we met, but his darkness played so well with mine that suddenly it began feeling more like light, warmth, goodness... a happy ending. "...𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗳 𝗻𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲... 𝗜 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂," --------------------------- Partying. That was the one thing Chandler did best, and everyone in town knew that. But when one of her parties get out of hand and the cops are called, she's in for a rude awakening as she comes face to face with the new guy in town: Officer Herrera. He's wasn't like the usual officers she dealt with, and she finds that out quite quickly as she gets dragged away to jail for the night. They both wish to never see each other again, but there was something stronger than their dislike for each other keeping them together. The stronger their dislike grows, the more attached they become, until the lines become so blurred that they can't tell the difference between hatred and love anymore. They could say they hated each other, but if anything, a small part of them knew it would turn into love. If that love would last once everything was revealed... It was only a matter of time before they found out. ----
Next Time I Give You My V-Card Remind Me That We Are Best Friends (Unedited)
Hi I'm Sam; I'm tall, pretty, and extremely awkward. Words cannot describe how awkward I am. My story is not like all the other lucky pretty girls who end up with their best friend, who is a player and magically changes.Resulting in the couple getting married at age 16 because they cannot wait any longer,or the girl gets knocked up and the guy gets happy that he is a dad at 17. No,not how my story works. My story is about how my best friend dumped me after sleeping with me. You see people never write about that part in the story where it doesn’t work out, but I did. Because I think mine is interesting and embarrassing, sexy (kind of), and funnyDokončeno
𝑺𝑯𝒀 𝑩𝑳𝑨𝑲𝑬'𝑺 𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹𝒀
𝓢𝓱𝔂 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓐 𝓢𝓲𝔁𝓽𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓶 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓪 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓶 𝓰𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓾𝓹 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓰𝓸 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓰𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓕𝓲𝓿𝓮 . 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓐 𝓕𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓶𝓸𝓶 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓭 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓫𝓵𝓮 𝓑𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓼 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓫 𝔀𝓱𝓸𝓶 𝓲𝓼𝓷𝓽 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓱𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓮𝓸𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓸 .𝓼𝓱𝔂 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓽𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 , 𝓑𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓵𝓯 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽𝓵𝔂 𝓼𝓲𝓬𝓴 𝓸𝓯 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓼𝓱 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓒𝓸𝓴𝓮 , 𝓭𝓻𝓾𝓰𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓸 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓵𝓲𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓐𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓸 𝓛𝓮𝓽𝓼 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝔁𝓽Dokončeno
I promise (Jack Kelly x reader) (one-shot)
Why I'm doing this instead of updating my other books? NO CLUE! Me and my friends were having a musical marathon and I came up with this idea! I don't own anything except the story! Warning: Death, swearing, abuse. I write the best descriptions I know! But let's face it you don't care about them!Dokončeno
𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙖 𝙄𝙨𝙝𝙦 : 𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚
𝑺𝒂𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒂 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒊𝒏𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒋𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. 𝑬𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒑𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒂 𝒗𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒅 𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆, 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔. 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒕𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝑯𝒖𝒃𝒃) 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 (𝑰𝒃𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒕), 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒙𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔. 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝑰𝒏𝒇𝒂𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝑼𝒏𝒔), 𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑨𝒒𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒂𝒕, 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 (𝑴𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕), 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑶𝒃𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 (𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒐𝒐𝒏), 𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒔𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒕
You're a teenager with the love of dancing. As a child, you competed in community dancing competitions with all your friends. Your mother and father supported your love for dancing all the way. Your father would even dance with you sometimes just to spend time with his little girl! Then, one disastrous night when you were thirteen, you and your parents were driving home from your fifth national competition. You won first place, and everyone in your family was proud of you. It began to rain and visibility was decreasing. A drunken driver wasn't paying attention to where you and your family were going, and the drunken driver crashed head on into the vehicle. Your mother didn't make it. A year later, your father became more alcoholic and abusive. He was very devastated over your mother's death just as you were. He kept telling you it was all your fault that your mother died. It is currently three years after your mother's death, and you're sixteen years old. Your father got another woman, and you have a little step sister now. Your father and step mother finally made the decision to send you to a foster family, and that's where you went.
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