Moara cu Noroc
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*COMPLETED* My head bowed in a heavy mannor, not in respect, but in trepidation. I discern his unwavering gaze over my ill silhouette. "Look at me." I opened my eyes, though it made no difference. Black is still black, all I am left with are my four senses. He will kill me if I don't look. He will kill me if I do. He will look into my sightless eyes and see my futile existence isn't worth living. He will kill me, and he will be doing the pack a justice by it. He growls a low, throaty snarl to warn me about disobeying an alpha. There will be consequences, we both know that. His lingering growls let me know he is not going to allow me to contravene his word. I steadily inch my head upwards, visibly shaking everywhere else. Maybe he won't notice my depthless eyes from across the gazebo. My life depends on it. "You're blind." ~ Monet was born into a particularly prestigious area of her wolf pack, to parents of extremely high standards. Her legacy is to become the packs next healer, but when she was born completely devoid of melanin, all her mated parents saw was a disappointment. Being born an albino wolf pup meant a lot for Monet, but it mostly meant her condition had taken her eyesight along with it. What happens when Monet meets the Alpha of a neighboring pack? Will he accept her for what she is? ~CONTENT WARNING~ This book contains depictions of physical abuse, foul language, and upsetting scenary. This book is in no way, shape, or form glorifying domestic abuse of a parent or partner. This book is intended for individuals who feel at odds with their self due to their uniqueness. It is meant to shine light on those who differ from the majority; conquering, and overcoming those who lessen them for what makes them special. ~ Word count at completion date: 33,915 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.Complete
bits of my mind
basically just ch + oc oneshots and the occasional art, open for requests mind you, this is stuff i write when i'm not working on my main book(s), so there's gonna be stories written purely for my own comfort as a means of coping sometimes. most of them will be fluff, but sometimes they may be drafts for parts of future books or chapters. this book will NOT be updated regularly.
𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓘𝓷 𝓤𝓼 ♡ Aidan Gallagher
CRINGE WARNING I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS DUMB AND EMOTIONAL 𝓐𝓷 𝓐𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓖𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓪𝓰𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓪 𝓽𝔂𝓹𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 , 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓴𝓮𝓹𝓽 𝓪 𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓽 . " 𝓘 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 , 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓼 𝓘'𝓿𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 . 𝓘'𝓿𝓮 𝓯𝓮𝓵𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓯𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝔂𝓹𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓬 , 𝓼𝓮𝓮 𝓸𝓷 𝓽.𝓿 𝓸𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼. 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 , 𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓘 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝓱𝓲𝓶 𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓲𝓯𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 " -𝓨/𝓷 " 𝓦𝓱𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓘 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓰𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓻 𝓪 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓪𝓼 ... 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 , 𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝓘 𝓼𝓪𝔀 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓮 ." 𝓐𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓷 𝓨/𝓷 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓾𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓮 ... Started = 7/5/22 Published = 7/28/22Complete
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Fighting The Control Pt 2
Montez removed mahlias crutches and put them against the wall. "Why did you take my nipotinas crutches?" "Oh, I was just giving you more room" "she needs those" "I'm sure someone can grab them for her" mahlia rolled her eyes "I will roll to get them myself. Does anything else need to be said. My nonna isn't here.." "a lot. You aren't speaking" "what the hell do you want me to say?" "Okay you are tense.." "I'm annoyed. My nonna.." "this doesn't.." "MY NONNA IS ONLY HERE A FEW DAYS AND I DONT WANT TO SPEAK ABOUT THIS. I SAID WELL MAKE PEACE BUT IM LIVING MY FUCKING LIFE. NOW IM SURE MY NONNA DOESNT WANT TO SIT AT A TABLE THE ENTIRE TIME SHE IS HERE. ARE WE DONE?" Graham lowered his head "yes" "good. I'm not sitting around listening to the same things over and over again.." "WE JUST WANT PEACE MAHLIA. THATS ALL" "THEN HAVE IT. IM NOT PLAYING BUDDIES WITH THOSE BITCHES AND I NEVER STATED I AM GOING TO ANY GATHERING. ITS MY LIFE" "WE ARE ALL FROM THE SAME END.." "DO I LOOK LIKE I WANT TO DRESS UP IN A FUCKING FLORAL DRESS AND BE SOME MANS BITCH. NO" "THAT IS NOT WHAT HAPPENS.." "OH YEAH, REALLY?. THOSE CLOTHES ARE NOT APPROPRIATE MAHLIA. THAT IS RUDE. THAT IS DISRESPECTFUL. THAT IS.." seraphina lowered her head "GRAB HER. SHE HAS NO CHOICE. I HAVE A FUCKING CHOICE. ITS MY LIFE. I AM NOT THEM AND I WONT BE. IF I WANT TO WEAR SWEATPANTS I WILL. IF I WANT TO USE PROFANITY WHEN PEOPLE GET IN MY FACE AND TRY TO CONTROL MY LIFE I WILL. I AM NOT YOU. DO WHAT YOU WANT. I SAID MAKE PEACE BUT ALL OF YOU JUST KEPT GOING. JUST WAITING TO GET ME ON EDGE. Now if everyone wants to get along and be friendly, that's great but I will not be forced to do anything I don't want to do. Nonna, would you like to check out the gardens?" "Oh I'd love to.Complete
After the battle
This is after a role play me and another account did.Complete
Once in a lifetime
Zarry Stylik AU This story is a total product of my imagination Disclaimer, Sensitive topics are mentioned. Reader discretion is advised.Complete
Nuestro Si? Si.
Nuestro Sí? Sí. es una historia sobre el amor joven, el autodescubrimiento y los lazos familiares. Algunas historias de amor comienzan con un "sí", otras con incertidumbre, y algunas se escriben entre líneas de conversaciones nocturnas, miradas prolongadas y la silenciosa valentía de dos almas que buscan encontrarse. A través de mensajes llenos de risas, vulnerabilidad y revelaciones sinceras, Rafa de 22 años casi 23, que enfrenta las expectativas sociales y la homofobia internalizada-explora un romance reavivado con Martin, de 30 años recién cumplidos. Entre la paciencia tejida en el destino y una conexión tan profunda que convirtió cada amor pasado en un mero prólogo, su viaje se convierte en más que una historia de amor: es un camino hacia el autodescubrimiento, la fe y la aceptación de su verdadero ser. Porque hay amores que transforman, que desafían la duda y que enseñan que, a veces, lo más valioso es aquello que se construye con el tiempo. ¿Será su "sí" un destino escrito? ¿O se convertirá en un "qué hubiera sido" perdido en los ecos del tiempo y las circunstancias?
*COMPLETED* My head bowed in a heavy mannor, not in respect, but in trepidation. I discern his unwavering gaze over my ill silhouette. "Look at me." I opened my eyes, though it made no difference. Black is still black, all I am left with are my four senses. He will kill me if I don't look. He will kill me if I do. He will look into my sightless eyes and see my futile existence isn't worth living. He will kill me, and he will be doing the pack a justice by it. He growls a low, throaty snarl to warn me about disobeying an alpha. There will be consequences, we both know that. His lingering growls let me know he is not going to allow me to contravene his word. I steadily inch my head upwards, visibly shaking everywhere else. Maybe he won't notice my depthless eyes from across the gazebo. My life depends on it. "You're blind." ~ Monet was born into a particularly prestigious area of her wolf pack, to parents of extremely high standards. Her legacy is to become the packs next healer, but when she was born completely devoid of melanin, all her mated parents saw was a disappointment. Being born an albino wolf pup meant a lot for Monet, but it mostly meant her condition had taken her eyesight along with it. What happens when Monet meets the Alpha of a neighboring pack? Will he accept her for what she is? ~CONTENT WARNING~ This book contains depictions of physical abuse, foul language, and upsetting scenary. This book is in no way, shape, or form glorifying domestic abuse of a parent or partner. This book is intended for individuals who feel at odds with their self due to their uniqueness. It is meant to shine light on those who differ from the majority; conquering, and overcoming those who lessen them for what makes them special. ~ Word count at completion date: 33,915 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
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