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CAGED

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Parts 10
Time 46m

betrayal fantasy girl hate jealousy mother neglected powers sadness torment torture traitor unhappiness

A fantastic life, an awesome friend, a loving family, a caring sister, a pinch of drama, a sprinkle of romance and a spoon of  jealousy. 

What could possibly go wrong?! 










EVERYTHING. 



**********************


I'm Ruby, my life's a complete mess. 
If you're expecting a fairy tale with a happily-ever-after, GET OUT IMMEDIATELY! 

But if you're expecting some fantastic drama story, with loads of brutal murders and killings and impossible twists, GET OUT IMMEDIATELY TOO; YOU SHOULD NOT BE HERE!... 

Yes, *sighs*
             
               I know, I've tempted you. There's no way you'll leave now. It's all MY fault. I should have given the heading as 'BORING STUFF'.

BUT I'm telling you one thing, keep it in your mind.
Mark my words reader, if your life upside down because of you reading this, IT IS NOT MY FAULT. 


                            Read at you're own risk...All Rights Reserved

betrayal fantasy girl hate jealousy mother neglected powers sadness torment torture traitor unhappiness

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THE MYSTERY DREAMER by FashionabelyyyyyLate

[# 88 in TEEN FICTION on 14/3/18.] [#5 in angerissues on 10/05/2018] COMPLETED!!! No matter where you come from, your dreams are always valid. RULE 1: Never let anyone under estimate the power of your dreams. RULE 2: Always follow rule one. These were the only principles little Ria lived by. Her devoting and protective nature always came out as harsh and bitch-y. Everytime she felt threatened, her claws came out, ready to defend...to destroy. It's only you who knows the value of your dreams. So, what will she do when her exterminator walks into her life, ready to ruin everything she lives for. She fight's. A fight between two souls. ________________________________ "Who do you think you are?" she asked, bravery seeping through every syllable leaving her mouth. A devil carves fear, and when you don't give him that, he is agitated. "Your nightmare baby." he smirked as he leaned closer to her. They say never look into his eyes...he is evil. Don't cross paths with him...he is unforgiving. Never challenge him...he is destructive. But what did she do??? Every damn thing she wasn't supposed to! Add a punch to the already shaky equation and you'll find yourself amidst drama...teenage drama. Is it right to let these two souls collide? "I am not your damn servant whom you order around, get that straight through your thick skull!" with that she walked away like a pro if I may say so...leaving him staring at the place where she previously stood. When an ego is hurt, revenge is born. "Come on guys. . .we need to sort out some things," all his friends could do was watch; watch helplessly, as destruction planted it's ugly claws into their lives. A tale of destruction, misery, loyalty, friendship, trust and betrayal. "If you call yourself a dreamer, I call myself a dream-snatcher. You won't even know what hit you, little girl," he thought, as he smirked wickedly at her retreating figure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has mild cursing be warned!

Running From The Wolves ✅COMPLETED ✅ by thedevilsdaughter300

"This is the story of Hazel..a tale I tell to others...a tale not many know of.. Such a loving child with her brother. So bright and full of life. Yes she was." A thundering night of rain and lighting consumed the night, as she took shelter in her room with her brother. They were so little. Too little to know the up coming death they'd find. The death of their dear mother. By who you may ask? Well shouldn't you read to know? Slowly loosing her self every second and everyone around..will she be able to find happiness once more? Or will her intoxicating memories pull her away from that path. Stepping into a pack unknowingly her life and walls start to crumble. Her thoughts may have worsen or have been at ease but that's for you to read and figure out. Will her missing brother ever be found..and will she ever finally be set free. Free from the wolves she runs from? As the story unfolds, secret are also told so hold tight..it'll be a long dangerous ride. Gore⚠️⚠️ Not all cute stuff...at all⚠️ Mistakes:)🥲 I do respond to comments :D [check the hashtags for more insight]

DO YOU REMEMBER ME? (Completed) by skylight_blue

.( only for 17+ ....mature language will be there...so read on your own risk...) This is My story so do not copy it... (\_/) ( °¢° ) .How could it be? When I look at you Faraway memories come back to life It's always like that When I look at you I see the lost memories from you Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me It happens even when I try When I'm in front of you Memories I want to forget come back to life Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me Protect yourself from disappearing When things get hard, remember me I really wanted you So I hope you'll stop for a moment and look at me I can't stop, I'm afraid I can't control myself, what do I do? Look at me, remember me

Complications (MxM) by StxnedWriter

**WARNING** ~contains explicit content that may not be acceptable to all viewers. discretion advised~ "No no no no..." My words trailed "NO!!" I screamed, pulling harshly at all my restraints, attempting to get free, hearing the harsh clank of metal on metal with every movement. Colder than the table beneath me, chills ran through my body. This couldn't be happening, please. A sadistic laugh rang through the room and my head fell in defeat as my eyes squinted closed, not wanting to see his face. "Yes, actually." I felt his disgusting, filthy hands trail down my arms. I could feel him leaning forwards, moving himself closer to me. I couldn't bring myself to open my eyes, so I just lay there, waiting for what I knew was to come. "You're mine now, mut." His voice made my body tense more than it already had. The way he sounded so angry. So possessive. I dared myself to speak, "W-what ar-are you gonna d-do to me?" My voice shook and wavered so much in my fear that it was numb to my ears. Alpha Dave let out a low, calloused chuckle that sent chills throughout my body. He said, in a deadly low voice, "I'm going to remind you who you belong to." * DISCLAIMER- In this story world, each person gets five potential mates! * Blake Daniels' story has been one tragedy after another, Complications littering his route, tripping him on his journey through life. At this point, he's entirely disgusted by his Complacency. For as long as he can remember, he has been at the whim of everyone's desires, neglecting his own. This left him wondering: what it is he wants? Could it be the sweet relief of death? Escape? Or simple Convalescence? *** ~Ms.Witch *** BOOK ONE IN THE ~Escape~ SERIES! Book 1: ~Complications~ Original Created- 2015, Completed- 2016 Rewrite Created (October) & Completed (December)- 2023 Book 2: ~Complacency~ Created (January) & Completed (March)- 2024 Book 3: ~Convalescence~ Created (April) & Completed (May)- 2024 Thanks for reading!

The Wish of a Broken Heart by LovelyLotus84

They say, "Be careful what you wish for." They say, "There's truth to every story." They say, "Karma's a B***h." A heart's wish is a powerful thing. But magic doesn't exist. Or so I thought. Now, a troll has found me. ************* Cara I can't... It hurts... Why? Am I not good enough? Not pretty enough? What did I do to be betrayed like this? I feel numb except for the gaping hole in my chest. The darkness starts creeping in. I wish... Heavens how I wish... Friday June 13th I don't know when, how, or why I ended up where I am, but here I am. As insane as it sounds, I am no longer on earth. I think. Maybe I'm dead. Or maybe I'm in a coma! One where I can feel a hell of a lot of pain and new scents are being created? Maybe, just maybe, I should have listened to Grandmother's crazy stories of magic in our blood and being careful what we wish for. They don't sound so crazy anymore. All I know is I'm on the ground, can't move, staring up at an impossibly blue sky through broken branches of trees I've never seen before. That's saying a lot. Botany is my favorite hobby. I think I have internal bleeding from falling through the three-story tall trees like a pinball. My only regrets are knowing my Mum will be in a panic, won't quit searching, and my sweet American Pit Bull Terrier, Nimuë, fell through with me. ************* Tavirian Our laws are clear. If we find any creature wounded past the point of healing, we kill them. It's a mercy. We've gotten a reputation for being ruthless and cannibalistic because of it. Hundreds of years ago, perhaps, but not anymore. I'm still a monster. I'm on my ancestral pilgrimage to present the spirits with my potential brides. I'm not thrilled with my options. My mate is out there, but the elders are pushing me to take one of our Tribe. When we come across a nearly dead, tiny human and her creature, I can't kill them. Especially now. I can use the pilgrimage to save them for now, but I'll need help.

The feared Crimson King by MsDarkerdays

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My psycho by Lovelysher

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Sins of Sisterhood by CharisseEerie

My mom is a pathetic cook. Not just in the kitchen, but in life. And I don't say that because I hate her. It's just facts. Take her life recipe, for example. She was supposed to have one kid-maybe two-turn them into perfect little princesses, you know, the type who'd grow up to marry nice men, bake casseroles, and organize charity brunches. But instead, she messed up the instructions, went off-script, and somehow ended up with four daughters who'd rather throw punches than tea parties. Honestly, it's like she added a whole cup of rebellion when the recipe called for a pinch. She wanted princesses and got... well, this. DIY Recipe for Bad Bitches (If you think following this will create the perfect family, think again.) Ingredients: - 1 cup of Bad Bitch - 2 tablespoons of Boss Bitch. -1 teaspoon of Crazy Bitch -A sprinkle of Good Bitch. For a little extra flair: - A dash of Betrayal - A splash of Judgement - A good heaping of Envy - Gossip - A spoonful of Manipulation - Competition - And of course, a generous scoop of Resentment- because some grudges never truly die. Instructions: 1. Start with a family recipe but immediately ignore all of the directions. Throw all four sisters into the same messy life, and let them simmer. 2. Add in a dangerously irresistible man who's anything but predictable. Stir the pot with misunderstandings, secrets, and forbidden love. 3. Mix in betrayal, backstabbing, and jealousy-but don't forget to sprinkle in loyalty and blood bonds, just when you think they might rip each other apart. 4. Let the drama boil over. Final product: Not the perfect princesses mom was hoping for, but: Four women. Four secrets. Four hearts in a dance. A powerhouse of women who'd burn the whole world down before letting anyone mess with their family.

Unconquered by deexquisite

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THE MYSTERY DREAMER

[# 88 in TEEN FICTION on 14/3/18.] [#5 in angerissues on 10/05/2018] COMPLETED!!! No matter where you come from, your dreams are always valid. RULE 1: Never let anyone under estimate the power of your dreams. RULE 2: Always follow rule one. These were the only principles little Ria lived by. Her devoting and protective nature always came out as harsh and bitch-y. Everytime she felt threatened, her claws came out, ready to defend...to destroy. It's only you who knows the value of your dreams. So, what will she do when her exterminator walks into her life, ready to ruin everything she lives for. She fight's. A fight between two souls. ________________________________ "Who do you think you are?" she asked, bravery seeping through every syllable leaving her mouth. A devil carves fear, and when you don't give him that, he is agitated. "Your nightmare baby." he smirked as he leaned closer to her. They say never look into his eyes...he is evil. Don't cross paths with him...he is unforgiving. Never challenge him...he is destructive. But what did she do??? Every damn thing she wasn't supposed to! Add a punch to the already shaky equation and you'll find yourself amidst drama...teenage drama. Is it right to let these two souls collide? "I am not your damn servant whom you order around, get that straight through your thick skull!" with that she walked away like a pro if I may say so...leaving him staring at the place where she previously stood. When an ego is hurt, revenge is born. "Come on guys. . .we need to sort out some things," all his friends could do was watch; watch helplessly, as destruction planted it's ugly claws into their lives. A tale of destruction, misery, loyalty, friendship, trust and betrayal. "If you call yourself a dreamer, I call myself a dream-snatcher. You won't even know what hit you, little girl," he thought, as he smirked wickedly at her retreating figure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has mild cursing be warned!