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Run, Darling

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Leituras 3,933
Votos 144
Capítulos 16
Tempo 1h 3m

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WARNING : Written when I was young, my mind was everywhere, read at your own cost. 

She had to run. 

She ate her own child on command, there was nothing she could do about it. Loved him with all her heart yet there she was picking his pieces from the soup and putting him in her mouth. 

   She had to be limp on command, laying down defenseless on the bed so he could take her the way he wanted without care if he had impregnate her. 

After all, what kind of daughter would she be if she disobeyed her father.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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A Bad Boy's Worst Nightmare (Book 1), de shadowed_descent

She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.

His mistress , de white-scar

Loving him was the cruelest kind of torment-a love that lived in the shadows, one that could never bask in the warmth of the sun. I was nothing more than a stolen moment, a whispered name in the dark, a secret he tucked away between the life he had built and the one he wished he could have. I knew, deep down, that I was a fracture in his story, a fleeting escape from the weight of his reality. And yet, I still clung to him, to the illusion that for a few precious hours, he was mine. But the truth was relentless-it came in the form of unanswered texts, in the way he dressed hurriedly after loving me, in the way he said her name with the same tenderness he once gave me. I had given him my heart, knowing he would never be able to keep it, and yet, I loved him still. Loved him as I watched him walk away, loved him as he returned to the arms of the woman he truly belonged to, loved him as I drowned in the loneliness he left behind. Because no matter how much I wished it to be different, I was not his home-I was just a place he visited before going back to where his heart truly lived.

Amissis Imperium, de Phantasmal-wanderer

"I hate you. I hate you so much! You chain me to the table to eat. You chain me to the bed when I sleep. You chain me for anything that takes longer than fifteen fucking minutes!" He stared at me. A growing smile appearing on his face. "I like seeing that I'm in control of you. That there isn't a place that you can run from me. That you will never be able to fight back," I stared back at him, my chest rising up and down as I was trying to control my breathing from my outburst. "That you're mine." Natalie Hunt wanted a nice and quiet senior year after the terrifying events from the summer. After seeing what a monster he was, she had every intention of staying away from her ex-boyfriend, Evan Hale. Evan Hale...had other things in mind for their senior year.

The Devil I was Addicted To, de Ggladayss

"You killed him, you killed your own......" "I believe I did." "Because he.... I don't understand, why would you do that for me when you barely know me?" My voice trembled, and if it was possible my heart would have raced out of this place faster that my own feet, he looked at me with a fiery look in his eyes, blood spattered all over his face and I couldn't help but feel.... Warmth. Sold off by her own father, Lydda finds herself in a world she never dreamt of, a world she thought was only fictional, a world full of drugs, sex, guns and she is caught right in the middle of them all, will she keep trying to find a way out or will she fall for the devil, the one who saved her from her hell.

Blue Ivy Agency, de Kummie_Love

I raised up the knife with full force and dragged it close to my neck. I was about to slice it but a soft pleading voice inside me cried. This is the first time I'm attempting suicide. Normally, a thought like this would never cross my mind but what happened the day before is enough for me to jump into a well. Death is inevitable but it came too soon.. I never knew that something like this would happen. My life was what thousands of people are wishing for but I guess nothing is permanent. Rich parents... perfect grades..... Perfect looks .... Cara, aren't you ready? My aunt, Joke barged into my room and asked...... Wait, what's that in your hands?? You want to kill yourself?? She rushed to me and slapped the knife from my hands. What's all this? If you're not careful, I'll take you to a boarding school across the country! As if I care, I replied icily. I expected her to continue talking and start lecturing me, I was already planning to ignore her but she suprised me by saying "Be ready in ten minutes" then she left. Her parents died...She got sent to a boarding school because of her behaviors hoping she'll stop..... Blending into the new life She finds a reason to live Only to be betrayed Turn the pages of the book to find out.

Underneath the Silver Spoon, de scarlett4509

Liam Montgomery is a 17-year-old heir to a vast family fortune. Born into wealth, he's been groomed for success and power, but behind his polished exterior lies a boy who's never known love. His parents, distant and consumed by their own pursuits, have neglected him emotionally, leaving Liam to fend for himself in an empty mansion. His life consists of exclusive events and high-end functions, never the carefree adventures of a typical childhood. As he enters high school, he finds himself drawn to Ethan, someone who seems to have everything he's never experienced-real friendship and warmth. However, his attempts to connect with Ethan are met with cold rejection. Liam doesn't understand why Ethan resents him but can't help but feel a longing for the life he's been denied. Ethan Jacobs, on the other hand, has everything Liam has always dreamed of but never had-love, security, and a tight-knit family. Raised in a humble but warm household, Ethan's life is filled with the kind of small, joyful moments that Liam has never known-dinner with his parents, weekends at the park, and affection that pours freely from those who care about him. Ethan's resentment toward Liam grows from a deep-seated belief that the rich boy's world is a hollow one, built on privilege and entitlement. He doesn't understand why Liam would even want to befriend him, seeing him as nothing more than a spoiled brat. But as he watches Liam's demeanor slowly unravel and his carefully constructed world begin to crack, Ethan starts to see a vulnerability in Liam that he never expected. As the layers of their differences unfold, Ethan's hardened heart begins to soften, unsure of what he's seeing-or who Liam is becoming.

Goodbye for now, de AN0923

Pain Pain radiated through her body, causing her fingertips to go numb ever since that faithful day. The day she got left behind as Rio's past when she was supposed to be his future. She used to believe that he was going to be her future with his ring on her finger and their first child together in her womb. That day he stole her happiness, leaving her unable to smile again. Now she lies there, in a pool of thick, red, sludge that quickly gets soaked up by the mattress. Her unborn child spilling from her body. It feels more like her life force is being sucked from her soul and there's pain. But still no Rio...

Why Love?, de MinnieMayMonte

Get her!" a familiar voice yelled and the next thing I knew, my books were slapped out of my hands and I was pushed to the ground. "Lucas," my mind was racing with confusion and my eyes swelled with tears. "You didn't think that I was a nice guy. I control these grounds sweetheart and I don't like new people invading my school. Get out of here and if you say anything about this to anyone, you will get more than just a warning," I scrambled to my feet and quickly grabbed my books. I finally found the will to stand and I took off. My feet hit the grass of my front yard and I collapsed. My sobs became more frequent and my head fall back looking up at the sky. I can't believe this is happening to me. Trigger Warnings ⚠️ - depictions of alcohol abuse, physical abuse, sexual and mature themes, language, and cancer. All rights reserved. Completed story.

The List, de CookiesandCream01

"His hands were all over me, his clammy grasps everywhere. The stench of his overpowering aftershave was almost unbearable. I tried to move away but the hands only seized me tighter. I couldn't breathe. This was wrong. So very wrong. I opened my mouth to scream..." Rachel cannot get away from her past. For the past four years, she has tried to forget and her pain and betrayal has never left her- her recurrent nightmares were proof of that. But keeping her terrible secret has taken its toll- is it possible that someone else is suffering as a result of her cowardice? Will she be able to stop it in time? Will she ever be able to love and trust? And most importantly, will she be able to save herself? All she has is a list, an aching heart and desperation for freedom.

She Hides Behind a Smile, de lover_of_darkness04

Natalie opened her mouth to scream for her father, but Edward tightened the belt even more. He smirked widely at her, and pushed her over the bed. She started sobbing silently, choking and gasping again. She hung her head, and then he untightened the belt. He just grabbed her turn panties instead, and shoved them into her mouth. He took the belt from around her neck and undid his pants, letting his member out from his boxers. He then leaned over her, breathing lightly into her right ear, and spoke in a deep and lustful tone. "Scream, or tell anyone, and I'll make sure that you can never walk again. Understood, you little sl*t?" He whispered into her ear. **Just a note. This can get very descriptive and highly offensive. There is rape, abuse, and mentions of suicide in the story. So please, if you are a sensitive person, Don't Read The Damn Thing.**

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A Bad Boy's Worst Nightmare (Book 1)

She didn't reply and I felt her finger move across my skin, lower, and almost all the way down my lower back. A shiver coursed through my body, strangely pleasant, and I felt her finger stop. "Your tattoos are beautiful," she said softly. Too close. She was too close. My pulse was hammering and I could feel her cool breath against my skin when she spoke, and my body was warm from having felt her. I couldn't reply. My breathing was light and shaken. I wanted to just turn around and pull her against me, or rather put her against a wall, so I could kiss her and feel her more properly against me. If she touched me again, I wasn't sure that I could keep myself from doing just that. "I'm going to take a shower," I said suddenly in an attempt to escape. She didn't stop me, so I took that opportunity to walk away. When I reached the bathroom, I took a deep breath to steady myself as well as my pulse. Closing the door behind me, I ran a hand through my hair. She truly was a nightmare. A bad boy's worst nightmare was a girl that made him want to be a good one.