Loving myself behind it all
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Última publicación jue, ene 3, 2019
Through the pain, abuse and neglect that Moya faced daily she always believed that one day someone will put a bullet in that motherfucker's head, who caused her to despise everything about herself, since she couldn't save herself maybe one day her saviour will save her.
"Monty I'm sorry it wasn't like that, your taking it the wrong way, he was just asking me about......" before I could finish my plee Monty slapped me so hard I could feel the tears just at the brim of my eyes ready to fall.
"I don't care what he was asking you about. How many times have I told you not to talk to or even glance at any guy you see, you have me to look at isn't that enough for you? You just don't listen. You're causing all of this and me to do this to you." He fumed at me, all I could do was hang my head low, feeling ashamed, because I knew he was right.
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Replaced
[BOOK 1] [NOT EDITED] ❝if you were to describe me in one word, what would it be?❞ she had the perfect life, with ideal parents, loving family however that came to an end when her mother was diagnosed with cancer. at the pure age of nine, she started dealing with abuse. her father became an alcoholic and drug addict. she was bullied in school by multiple people but she never talked back. you can say she was under this illusion that she deserved everything she was getting because of her father. until one day. he never had the perfect life. his father is a complete piece of shit that he had to tolerate till this day. he spoke back and wouldn't take his shit anymore. the only reason he was still talking to his father was because of his mother and little sister. many traumatic things happened to him, which was the start of his anger issues. he didn't know if he could be tamed. he speaks rudely to her and she doesn't respond. ❝mine.❞Concluida
Hiding From Granger
I quickly shake my head, which he raises an eye brow to but doesn't question. He straightens up, never removing his gaze from me before stepping closer, forcing me to step back. He takes another and again, I step away. Seth keeps approaching me, his steps worth 3 of mine, quickly finding myself pressed against a wall, Seth's body inches away from mine, arms resting against the wall on either side of my head. He leans forward and I feel his breath spreading over my neck. "You know, Little cub, I really don't take well to lies." he whispers lingering there for a few moments before straightening up. "Breaks over, Panda cub" he announces, turning to walk away as the bell rings around us. *************************** Willow can't remember a time when life was simple, or even nice. Concealing secret after secret on a daily basis, her only goal is to finish school to get away from it all. Then her life is thrown into disarray, things turning for the worse at every turn. Hope comes to Willow in a strange form. The large looming form of Seth Granger, who at first appears to be offensive, obnoxious and plain old annoying and in her way. Can he really figure out the mystery that Willow presents herself to be before something more daunting happens? *************************** Cover Image Is Copyrighted to EchoWolfCub PhotographyConcluida
The girl beneath the bruises
Ashley is basically the Queen of Nerds at her stereo-type filled high school, and being abused at home doesn't really help. But what happens when the most popular boy at school sees her bruises? ______________ "Here let me help." It was Jason. He was in the girls bathroom, the girls bathroom. "That's ok." I mumbled turning away. The bruise was starting to show. "No I insist." He grabbed my arm and turned me around. I winced and looked up at him. He started to dab like I was doing, then he started to rub. He stared at my arm intently. "Is that a bruise?" He asked looking at me then the bruise and back and forth. "Yeah, I, um fell off my um...bike! Yeah my bike!" I said. He rolled his eyes and let go of my arm. "Well whatever just get that checked out." He said smiling. "Why do you care?" I asked. "Because I'm trying to be nice," Then he mumbled, "It's not like you have friends anyway." "Hey! That's not nice." I said furrowing my eyebrows. He held up his hands in a no offense motion. "I'm just saying you could use some friends." He said. -------------- Cover by @QueenCourtneyLynnConcluida
SLEEPSONG (BoyxBoy)✔️
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Mr.Possessive's Monster
Every Girl wants a bad boy to be good only for her and that's exactly what Hadley got. *** Hadley didn't think much of it when she couldn't make any friends in High School. She just brushed it off and lived her life without caring about it. Sure it would be nice to have a few friends but she guessed that she was just antisocial. Maybe there was more to it, maybe there was a cause to the underlying pain. Levi has had his eyes set on Hadley since middle school, never talking to her, never even let her catch him staring at her. When high school came around he wanted Hadley, and he did anything to keep her from harms way without her even noticing. She's naive, she didn't see it coming when he claimed her as his. **** "I don't like whats mine being touched! You should have know better.." He growled, I gasped at what he was saying." I worked too hard for some nobody to come take what I own away from me. I. Will. Not. Allow. It." Anger dripping from Levi's voice, nervousness raked through my body. His presence scares me and especially when a glint of mischief sparkled in his eyes. I went to grab Jake's arm to pull him away, I was snatched away from his reach to be put behind his back. He cracked his knuckles," I'm guessing you didn't realize your place just yet." And right before my eyes his fist connected with Jake's face. He turned toward me, my breath hitched in my throat."Your mine, your only mine. Do you understand Hadley?" Before I could stop myself." No, I'm not? I don't even know you." "But I know you." He leaned in and kissed my forehead. ________________ S I N C E. C O M P L E T E D. 4/28/18 Unedited 2023Concluida
Her disaster
*Featured book* [HIGHEST RANKING : #1 IN #controlfreak ] " I HATE YOU".. trying to hide my tears by taking a step back and suddenly felt his hand gripping my arm tightly, tight enough to give bruise on my skin, drag me towards him, forcing me to stand an inch away from his face close enough to feel his breath.... (giving same electrical chills on my body), looking into his eyes how can i hate you james, but i have to do this for the sake of me.. suddenly back to reality, now his grip his hurting me... "JAMESSS.... PLEASE STOP IT, you're hurting me". He realised it and losen up, hold me again from my waist, "YOU CANNOT HATE ME, DO YOU GET THAT" he said with anger in his voice. "NO, I HATE YOU AND LEAVE ME I AM NOT YOURS, YOU CANNOT TELL ME WHAT SHOULD I SAY OR NOT" yelling louder enough to make him more mad. "YES, YOU CANNOT HATE ME BECAUSE YOU ARE MINE" his lips near enough to touch my lips, can feel his breath, suddenly my eyes went to his lips and for a second i stared at his lips but again i look away, this time he pressed his lips to mine, forcing me to let him enter and i gave up, we are kissing more passionately with anger and want but suddenly i am back to the harsh reality and ive tried to remove him but i know i am not strong enough to remove him, but with the force i push him although i didn't want to but i have to, then he is looking at me without breaking an eye contact and said with smirk "I KNOW YOU ARE STILL MINE". Yes he is HER Disaster, Something has happened 5 years back which she still regret and wished, what if it it didn't happen, what if she hadn't met him at first place, what if she stopped him by keep coming back to her life. she cannot get away from him and cannot live with him although she want to be with him, but have to make a decision otherwise it will lead her nowhere but in the darkness.Concluida
The Altar
Zayne After being betrayed on my wedding day by people I thought would be in my life forever left me broken and spiteful. I put love and anything to do with relationships behind me. I refuse to let anyone else in my life but when my childhood friend comes back to town I feel myself wanting more than what we had before she left. I can't let that happen but more problems arise and I can't help feeling stuck and vengeful. Zara Being bullied all my life for practically just being alive and larger than what's "desirable" almost ruined me. Especially when an incident at a high school party left me embarrassed and heartbroken. I refuse to let my past be my future and I am determined to be happy and in love but when I move back to my hometown to take over a family restaurant, old friends come back into my life so do old feelings and with old feelings comes drama too.
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