Sweet Joanna
- LECTURAS 82,355
- Votos 2,376
- Partes 14
Continúa1h 38m
Última publicación vie, oct 8, 2021
I live in a world where fear is my only emotion. Fearing that my crack of a mother will beat me until I can't feel my lower body. Fearing that everyone in my school will despise me. Even my teachers, they give me the lowest grade just to show their disgust towards me. Smack me too if they get the chance. I can't say that even after all those beating I'm still in a great piece. No, because my whole body is covered in bluish marks all over my body. Well folks those are the perks of having a murderer of a father. I thought I deserved everything they were doing to me. I thought I was the reason my father is a murderer. But all of that changed when Evo couldn't take it anymore. He made me realize that fear wasn't the only emotion I'm capable of feeling. He changed me. And now it was my turn to take control.
#11 Vampire & #101
((DISCLAIMER: I WAS 13 WHEN I WROTE THIS))
Todos los derechos reservados
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
Valerie
***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!Concluida
Unstoppable
The claws had emerged before I'd even realised, gently tearing their way through my skin, running their way through my arms and changing my body into the one thing I thought I'd hated, but I'd begun to love more than anything: a monster. ---------------------- High school. A place where children go to grow their minds and adapt to adulthood. Where nothing but popularity and grades matter. I was a weird kid. I still am, but that's besides the point. One day, I walked into the wrong class, and something went wrong. Turns out, Things got weirder and weirder. Suddenly, popularity and grades don't really matter anymore. Survival does. ---------------------- *Blood, gore, violent murders, etc. Do happen in this book. * *It is in no way linked to any sort of actual murders or shootings (no shootings happen in a school) that have or will happen. My thoughts and respect go out to all of the families affected to any of this, and the only reason this book was created is because my ideas are lack lustre at best.* *I try to keep every chapter limited to around 1000 words. If the chapters feel short, I'm very sorry* ---------------------- \_(•_•)_/Concluida
The Original Tribrid (Reincarnated In TVD/TO/legacies/????) (Rewriting)
I woke up in a dark alley with cuts and bruises all over my body. Where the hell am I ? and who am I ? then I remember. My name is jake and I am the waist of a space creature in earth by my siblings, classmets words My brother is the oldest first child, he's great at sports and decent at studies. He also very hot. My parents of course loves him and spoils him. My sister who's the middle child, Shes a big tiktoker and the popular girl in school. Of course my parents love her very much and spoil her much. she always bully me gets me in trouble and pulls bad pranks on me and makes nasty videos about me to humiliates me online. And then theres me the average little child. Everyone had high hopes for me but when they found out I had nothing special they forgot about me never cared for me nor spend time or money with me. They hated me. At school everyone made fun of me and bully me for being the unspecial unloved ugly weird kid out of my family. My brother and sister knows about it but never did anything. Currently as I was walking I got robbed by two people then beat me up and left me. I forced myself to stand as each of my body parts hurt like hell then I check my phone to see it was 1 am with no calls from anyone as expected. I started to limp forward crossing the road I hear a sound I look to my left to see a small thing coming at me. As it got closer I saw it was a truck before I can even dodge it hit me hard. Then everything fade to black.
Immortal (boy x boy)
My life has always been terrible. I was always bullied at school. I don't know why, it just seemed that people didn't like my presence. The guys would beat me up and I'd get in trouble when I defended myself, for the teachers never saw what they did. The girls would trick me, making me think they liked me and laughing at me because of it. I was always in the principle's office for one reason or another, but I wasn't a bad student. I actually got really good grades. To make matters worse, my mother wanted nothing to do with me. She'd lock me in the basement, sometimes for days, with no food or warmth. My father would then sneak down and beat me before raping me. So, naturally, I wanted to die. But, for some reason, I can't die. No matter what I do, I can't stay dead. The thing I want more than anything is far out of my reach. Why can't I just die? Warning: mention of rape, suicide, and abuse. Also, this is a boy's love story.Concluida
Undead
Being trapped inside one place most of your life is suffocating. So I took it upon myself to go behind my mother's back every chance I got to leave. I never thought that one day I would be caught. My mother agrees to let me go to school with the neighboring pack's alpha. She only agreed to prove to me that was a monster to other species. To her a Vampire demon should never be left unattended. She may be right most of the times. This time I think my mother could be wrong. Mother doubted me only to be proved wrong. I can coexist with wolves, I've been doing it for years. Now the humans. They are tempting for a hybrid like me. I can push past their tempting blood for 8 hours each day. The thing is I might not want to but I can. Life just keep throwing obstacles my way. Now I have a beloved. An extremely tempting beloved. My demon loves the taste of blood. How long before she gets a taste or our mates?Concluida
Midnight Veils
I should've been worrying about exams, not monsters. My biggest fight was supposed to be with algebra, not the undead. But the city doesn't care about what you deserve. It just chews you up and leaves the bones for the rats. My name's Leo. I was a high school nobody with a detective's eye and a past that kept bleeding through the cracks. Then the supernatural came knocking-fangs first. Vampires in leather jackets, demons in business suits, nightmares with faces too human to be real. Now my nights are spent chasing whispers about cursed relics and forgotten wars, all while something rotten coils tighter inside me. Every clue is a cut, every fight another bruise, every shadow a reminder that I'm not just the hunter anymore-I'm prey. They say coming of age is tough. Try doing it while the city's bleeding out and the monsters are circling. The halls of my school feel safer than the alleys, but only just. Because even here, behind lockers and neon lights, the darkness has a way of finding me. This is a slow-burn mystery, dripping with blood and cigarette smoke, where growing up means learning what it costs to fight shadows-and what it costs when the shadows fight back. Midnight Veils. The night doesn't care how young you are. It still bites.
Leaving Hell (Book 3 in the Dark Angel series)
Growing up in hell has been completely normal to me, being surrounded by demon's and evil soul's is nothing, they don't scare me. But the day mom told me I will be I would be going to high school, now that scared me. I have managed to put her off til I turned seventeen, that was a few month's ago and school starts next week. I have no idea how to blend into their world. Sure I visit from time to time when I was younger but not lately. I have spent my time here, studying and learning to fight. Going up there means dealing with people's opinions of me and what I am. Don't get me wrong, I don't care what people think, what I'm scared of is losing my temper around bitchy girl's and guy's who are only after one thing. I'm just scared I will end up killing someone. But I guess I don't have a choice, I just hope their world is ready for a girl like me ......Concluida
Curse of Ravens // Mikaelson
"Raise the shadows from the deep, make them form, make them weep." Unlike my sweet sister, I spent last year infiltrating the most feared and elitist global witch Clan in the world for nothing more than the knowledge they possess. Now, they are hunting me and my father down. My sister spent last year sparring with her Headmaster (yes, I also find it pervy) and attending Latin classes about how to properly pronounce incantations. To say we were opposites of one another would be putting it lightly. This year I joined my sister at the Salvatore Boarding school. According to my mother, I needed to socialize with people my own age. But my presence at the school has not gone unnoticed. I've been forced to calculate my moves and expect an attack from any side. After all, my father did say that friends and enemies are often born in the same place. -- This is a Legacies/The Originals/The Vampire Diaries Fanfiction. This is my replacement for the monstrosity that is Legacies.Concluida
***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!
Más detallesPautas de Contenido