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Hell Yeah

ForbiddenSun12356

LECTURES 67
Votes 3
Parties 2
Durée <5 mins

LECTURES 67
Votes 3
Parties 2
Durée <5 mins

ForbiddenSun12356

Fear is only what you make it out to be. That's something I've never felt, fear was an unknown thing to me. I have seen what fear does to people, how it changes them make them do things they would have never usually done. I personally have just done what I do and don't regret anything about it. I guess this comes in handy with my........condition I believe one could call it. I tend to literally speak my mind, I can barely control it. When I think I've said something in the head I actually said it out loud without realizing it. It happens to a lot of times, and if you can't deal with it then we have problems....
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"Who are you?" I ask genuinely confused.

"Caden Gage, who are you?" He asks with a smirk.

"Someone you don't want to mess with."

"I think I already have."Tous Droits Réservés

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His Lovely Beast, écrit par TanaRw

I remember my mom telling me how mates are supposed to love and protect one another. I also remember her telling me that if my mate truly loved me, then he wouldn't care if I could half shift. There only a handful of us that can half shift and we are looked at, as true monsters that parents tell their kids before they go to bed. Austin loves me, he's seen my other form and he's seen me kill a man in a crazy state. But see that's the down fall of half shifting; if we aren't careful we could go crazy and kill anything and everything. This feeling when the darkness takes over, is hard to describe. I just know that whatever my half shifting mind is, it's sadistic and crazy. Not even my wolf mind can compare to this...farrell mind. It was like taking a step into the dark days when all we truly were, were cold blood killers. I mean, there still of our kind that are cold blood killers. But this some how...feels different. Since my killing of my mother ex lover, I've been closely watched and have even had to be sedated for sleep, in precaution of sleep walking and killing. It's never happened, but I would rather be safe then sorry. August been against a lot of the precautions, because I've had to stay away from him and that's just not done. He's an Alpha and he has every reason and right to be with his mate. Soon though, maybe we can find a way to help me and I can trust to be in a room alone with my mate. My...Alpha.

FEISTY BeasT, écrit par user316714523267

I aburtly stand from my bed when I heard my apartment door opening with a 'THUD' sound.I quickly run to the front room only to see a guy sucking a blonde gals face, so because I'm such a jerk I cross my arms on my chest leaning on the doorframe of my room while the mystery guy take the girl to the sofa reaching her dress zip at the back. Now my beautiful night eyes won't like to see naked body of my own sex but I wouldn't mind seeing naked...ugh get a grip jer "sorry to interrupt your beautiful lusting moment but WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING IN MY F.U.C.K.I.N.G APARTMENT?!?!" They both jumped from their seat and I get to see their faces the girl is familiar and the bo__what the hell??? And the mystery guy just smirk at me.. WHEN YOU SUDDENLY happen to see your father made suicide, your world will completely shatter, he was your only family. But then you have incredible friends as family to let you go through it, and much more, life has different twist for u. Get to see what your fate wrote... *********##########********* Guyz bitch is back enjoy my book and do give it a try please...and I'm sure u will like it!! Update every SSunday WARNING- I suck at description

The Voices., écrit par Batman_At_The_Disco

I never thought I'd actually do this.... I've thought about it but never actually gone through with it.... The voice in my head has been screaming at me for years... But I never actually tried to do... This... It's hard to be around people when you have someone telling you to tear their throats out with your teeth... But it's worse when you're alone. She tells me to do terrible things to myself... Tells me I'm worthless... Unloved....Expendable... Of course I believe her. She's in my head for Christ's sakes how can I not believe her. It's so hard...I gave in...I had no choice...the temptation is so strong. I can't hug people without wondering what it would feel like to thrust a knife into their back and feel their bodies jerk in surprise as they slowly began to realize...that they're dying.....they're being murdered...and not by a complete stanger...but by a person that they love....that they thought they could trust....oh god I want to...give in..... I can't believe my life is like this. Why me? How could I do such a horrible thing? Why....

Running from the gang, écrit par lovely-scorpio

In life, we do things we regret, or that we wish we could wipe from our memory forever. At the age of 15, I didn't think I'd regret anything until I was an adult. I considered myself care free. I lived life one day at a time. Well, as much as a 15 year old can. But in life, there are also things that we can't change, that we can't forget. Circumstances change, events occur, and life as we know it is altered forever. For me, it was one night, that set in motion a series of events that I wouldn't be able to forget, even if I tried to. *************************** My life was spectacular, or cool, but I was content, and that's all that mattered. I wasn't overly popular, I wasn't the prettiest girl, and I didn't live in a mansion. I did have a great boyfriend, and amazing friends, and hell, I wasn't doing too bad in school either. But that all changed one night, as I was walking home at night. I witnessed a man murder someone he claimed was a snitch, something to do with a gang deal gone wrong. When I found my parents dead the next day in a serial killers wet dream, my naive self decided the best thing I could do, was run, giving up everything I loved. After 2 years, 3 dead members of the gang and a new school, I was found. When secrets are unraveled and with the FBI somehow involved, nothing is as it ever seemed.

Army Strong II- Through Hell & Back, écrit par RitaLopes3

I always knew i wasn't meant for the heels anyway. When I joined the army, I was young and foolish. I thought I would become invencible but my first experience in the field showed me just how naive I was. Abandoned by my own nation, with a team of 5 brave men, sent on a suicidal misson. In the middle of the nowhere, thirsty, starving, I realized the real essence of humanity. We conquered the desert, we completed the mission, they said. We were heroes, they said. However, most of us, dead heroes. I lost my whole team to the desert. The president, the media, never confirmed their deaths. They gave them as lost in the field when I myself saw them fall one by one. They gave them as lost in battle when we both know just how they died. My mistake? I opened my mouth. I was not gonna let them spread lies about my men, about my team! Mistaken airstrike? My ass! My men died because the people in the white house decided we weren't worthy of support. I threatened to expose the truth myself and when I did, they had no better way to shut me up than to send me back to war. However, if before who my enemies were was crystal clear, this time I wasn't so sure. I wasn't gonna let their deaths be in vain. I wasn't gonna let them sell the lie. The truth would come out, even if I had to go through hell and back. And I did...

Naseria, écrit par aliezcia

Everything is just the beginning. You wake up in a foreign place, disoriented, with no memory of who you are. The faces around you are unfamiliar, yet there's a strange sense of recognition, as if you've seen them before in some forgotten dream. Every step you take unravels new mysteries, pieces of a life you can't remember but instinctively know is yours. What did you forget? And why does it feel like your entire past is something you'd rather never remember? As you dig deeper, it becomes clear that everything around you - the people, the surroundings, even the events - has been meticulously set up, as if someone wants to force you to recall those memories. But who is behind this? Why are they so desperate for you to remember? What is it in your past that holds so much weight? The more mysteries you solve, the closer you get to the truth. But with each answer comes more questions. What did you do in that forgotten past, and why is someone so determined for you to relive it? And the final question lingers in your mind: If you solve all the mysteries, will the truth set you free? Or will it trap you in a reality you wish you had never uncovered?

Blissful Pain, écrit par hellhound925

Your blank. All you know is that your in prison and you committed a serious crime. The thing is you don't remember anything but this. You have no name and no reason why your suffering for this specific crime. Your nothing. But what would happen if you suddenly remembered?

Double Down (a double standards series) Dark Romance (Part 7), écrit par nikkihershell

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The Daughter Of A Gang Leader, écrit par TheDevil1155

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when Em came to me, écrit par em-music

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His Lovely Beast

I remember my mom telling me how mates are supposed to love and protect one another. I also remember her telling me that if my mate truly loved me, then he wouldn't care if I could half shift. There only a handful of us that can half shift and we are looked at, as true monsters that parents tell their kids before they go to bed. Austin loves me, he's seen my other form and he's seen me kill a man in a crazy state. But see that's the down fall of half shifting; if we aren't careful we could go crazy and kill anything and everything. This feeling when the darkness takes over, is hard to describe. I just know that whatever my half shifting mind is, it's sadistic and crazy. Not even my wolf mind can compare to this...farrell mind. It was like taking a step into the dark days when all we truly were, were cold blood killers. I mean, there still of our kind that are cold blood killers. But this some how...feels different. Since my killing of my mother ex lover, I've been closely watched and have even had to be sedated for sleep, in precaution of sleep walking and killing. It's never happened, but I would rather be safe then sorry. August been against a lot of the precautions, because I've had to stay away from him and that's just not done. He's an Alpha and he has every reason and right to be with his mate. Soon though, maybe we can find a way to help me and I can trust to be in a room alone with my mate. My...Alpha.