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Lights Out!!!

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Being friends with Mike and Maryse since my debut in 2010. I knew they would be married eventually. And when they did I more than anyone was happy for them. I did end up taking a year away from the ring from early 2016-mid 2017 to heal up my bad right knee. 
While I was away my friends kept making sure I was okay. But I also started feeling sorry for myself as I lived alone and had no one to call my own since my last relationship which was back in 2011. Mike and Maryse went the extra mile and visited me when they happened to be passing through. Which I appreciated immensely. And after I came back. I did notice that things changed. Even though people wanted to keep me in the dark. It was rather imipossible to notice that Maryse wasn't around as much which I understood since I was one of the first to hear about her and Mike's good news. Once Monroe was born, I was genuinely happy for them. However, I took one look around the locker room and noticed that there was only one fanook that was still single. Me. I made my peace with it and just kept my eyes down and focused on my career. 
It wasn't until about two months into 2019 that I was called into Hunters office, Which was normal for a new year. But what I didn't expect was to see Mike and Maryse in the office too. A few questions leaped to mind when I saw them. One, What's really going on? Two, Why in general are the two top Smackdown Live stars at Raw? And three, What's going on between Mike and Maryse? 
Over the next few weeks into this rather impromptu rearrangement. I started to realize that I was becoming more and more attracted to Maryse. And it didn't make me feel too good becoming so enamored with a married woman. What made it more difficult was that since the rearrangement, Maryse was staying with me in my home just outside of Rigby, Idaho. 
Are my feelings for Maryse actually real? 
I'm not sure. And I'm nervous and scared to death to find out. Much less tell Maryse.All Rights Reserved

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Premeditated Pseudonym by grimreaper_fl

Taylor and Chelsea's marriage were on the rocks. Chelsea had pushed her spouse too far away for comfort and he was getting on her last nerve. Chelsea went to her parent's home during the seperation, but things got weird when Taylor stopped replying to her messages. When Chelsea returned home there was nothing left to call home and worst yet, nothing left to call a marriage. This is the story of a couple, from both points of view, as their journey takes them through places, people and situations they never imagined would occur in their lifetime. * * * Pseudonym (a) A name that differs from the original. (b) Fake identity. * * * "I decided to peep at Taylor's social media one more time to see his last active moments, but it still didn't show. This was one of the longest, he stayed without messaging me or calling. Morning came quicker than expected. I gained some well deserved rest though. The first thing I did, was reach for my phone. Taylor still hadn't called or texted me and it's been two days. I rang his phone again, but it went straight to voicemail. I couldn't take it any more, my mind began to race, thinking he had someone else besides me. I immediately started putting up and tagging him in some hateful statuses. What I didn't say was what I forgot, and trust me, I said a mouthful. Under all of my hateful statuses. His friends just laughed but didn't comment. Suddenly I got a message in my inbox. " [#41 in firstperson May 2019] [#1 in pseudonym May 2019]

This is my truth by KristinaFigolah

My life has been an intense journey from a little girl who was beaten down and abused into believing that she was worthless, to a woman at 43 years of age who is still desperately searching for who she truly is. I found her though. I did. And she writes like me, from inside of me. She is me. This girl that I've been in love with since time first existed, is indeed me. The way that she walks. With her hands... and how she talks? The hearts that she's captured, the souls that she has inspired. I'm now trying to be her. I've never felt that I was good enough to actually be myself!!! I always knew how pure and clear and free I was inside. But people told me otherwise, in a very cruel way. No one ever spared my feelings or thought to speak to me with kindness or love. My parents were very serious and strict people. They believed that there was only 1 way to act and inside I knew that I did NOT fit in the parameters of the behavior expected of me. And every single time I made my Step Daddy sigh or frown it felt like I knife in my heart. I was a let down. Always too loud. Always moving too much. Always too fat and always too ugly. Always too much. Unless I sat quietly. But I've always been a firecracker and all of that containment really made me want to blow off! All of what was inside of me, swirling and dividing in me. Burying the side of me that I loved the most! I was a bastard and a blasphemy. Harsh words for a girl of 3. They said them when they baptized me.

Terminus by rovified

I am Mariah Langsten, I go by May or Mariah. My friends, or the ones left would call me Mariah Carrie because how I could sing. I never heard it like they did. I am with two other survivors, My best friend Beth Greene, once the shit hit the fan I had no chance to find her. But once I finally got to their house. They were all gone, the barn was burnt to nothing, few walkers lurking and something that looked like their house. She told me a hoard got them and she told me about her group and what happened. It nearly killed me when she told me what happened to Hershel. He was like my second dad when we were kids. We cried for a while in each other arms. Then the other survivor was a guy I found on my way to Hershel's, which was over a 4 or 5 months ago. I lost count, besides his name is Andrew Winder. Him and Beth became a thing, but we decided not to tell her we've had sex more than a couple times. It was for comforting purposes, but we both knew deep down. It was defiantly for the hell of it, we haven't had any one sexually for a long time. I was 23, blonde hair and brown eyes, Beth was 21, blonde with blue eyes. She was so damn pretty. Andy (As I called him) was 25, brown hair and blue eyes. I had zero training before all this started, all I did was play video games, eat food and cuss at online players when they pissed me off. I didn't have much of a life. Never really had a good boyfriend, not even a decent. They all wanted me for my "perfect" boobs. Which I thought was bull shit because its just a piece of fat attached to my chest, ugh. I dropped out. I sucked in everything I was a horrible person, I was a waste of oxygen on this earth. Sometimes I wondered if I bullet would make a nice last meal. (My book Terminus is based on Terminus seen from AMC's The Walking Dead) (I do not own any TWD characters)

Changing for the better (Jedward fanfiction) by KarinRijnsburger

(Y/N) moves with her father and his girlfriend into a new house. She doesn't like it at all, just like people don't like her at all. There has happened so much in her life that she came in the darkness. The first day at her new school doesn't go liked she hoped it would. She immediately has to do an internship at one of the farms in her new street. She doesn't like animals at all. Which is weird, right? Who doesn't love animals? Or a very sexy farmer? Is all this enough to pull her out of the dark... ? "Hey, are you okay?" I softly ask her. "DO I LOOK ALRIGHT?!" she said angry to me. Wow, didn't see that coming. She looked constantly at the cows behind me and was focused on their every move. I noticed the circles around her eyes, covered up with lots of make up. I don't want to be rude or something, but she looks quite like a mess, although she was wearing these ordinary clothes. I felt sorry for her. It looks like she didn't sleep quite well. What would have happened to her? I hope it wasn't something too bad... "well ehm, I'm sorry for asking..." I looked at her, not knowing what to say. "Are you coming with me, then can I show you around." I asked her, but she stubbornly answered. "NO WAY I'm going through this!!" And I was right, she is afraid. "They don't do anything to you swe-, oh wait what is your name? I forgot to ask you yesterday." I softly said to her. "I'M (Y/N), and how am I sure you aren't lying to me?!" I seriously have to work on this. I know somewhere deep inside, there is actually a good heart in this girl, I just feel it. But How will I find it?

After Shine [despues de brillar] by hannahdiana

Danika -- She shot Martinez a look, she knew he knew English, probably more than he let on, she responded in kind, "Mi familia is coming to the show tonight, and I'm going home for a while afterward." The man lowered his sunglasses to look her over, he shot her a toothy grin, it both unsettled her and made her want to vibrate out of her skin, "I might even miss you." She admitted, after a long moment. Dominik -- Summer Slam in 2020 might have been the proverbial start to Dominik Mysterio's career in the WWE, but it had also been the end of his semi-normal private life. His high school sweetheart had left him shortly after because his time on the road was 'too much' too hard for her, and for a brief stint he'd fallen into sleeping with his best friend, Danika. He and Danika shared a set of twins, but they'd kept that largely underwraps for his career. For the first time in months Danika was at a show tonight, with both almost eighteen month olds. This is a slowbuild, but it's a goth-poly-cule found family fic. This is a mildly Kayfabe supportive - really I just need Aalyah and Murphy to be a couple, after a series of missteps. Anything else and everything else is a complete work of fiction. I own literally no one, except the OC's, which are all based on people I know in the real world, but whatever. Enjoy. Alright, Mildly Kayfabe was an outright lie, the plot bunnies made it more Kayfabe supported than I intended, but... here we are. Enjoy (II). It's all fiction - we devolved so quickly there. IRL Congratulations to Dominik on his engagement and Rhea looks so happy with Buddy, it's literally the most adorable thing I've ever seen. I am the cowriter for this fic and you can find the original posting on ao3 under the same name.

Hot Summer Night by JeniRaeD

Sixteen years ago, my sisters and I moved from France to the United States to live the American dream. Not long after, I met Declan, a marine who was home for his mother's funeral. He was my everything, my world, and the love of my life. Four and a half years later, I became his fiancée. Then, when I thought everything was going well, my world ended when I awoke to him gone. No note, no nothing. He was just gone. I waited days, weeks, and months to hear from him and for his return. That never happened. Then, I met Chadwick, who took the pieces of my broken heart and put them back together. He promised me many things during our dating years, guaranteeing he'd give me the world. And he was. Then, after years of not wanting to give my entire heart to him, fearing he'd do what Declan had done, I pushed the fear of him leaving me aside and married him. The night we married, instead of giving me the world he promised, I was gifted a nightmare. For over six years, I lived in a lake of fire. If I wasn't locked in a dark, cold room for days on end, day and night, I was tormented, punished, abused, and tortured in the blackest darkness until I could no longer see, talk, or move. Maltreating me until he broke me. Finally, one of my prayers was answered when an ally close to Chadwick helped me escape the prison of hell. She flew me out of New York and brought me to her friend's home in Mobile, Alabama, where I got the shock of my life. He wasn't just her "friend." He was a ghost from my past, and now I'm in his care. Oh, and he has a child nearly as old as our breakup.

The Trap (Trapped Prequel) by BeverleyKendall

Looking back, I should have seen it coming. Paige didn’t like that I went so far away to university. But it was going to only be for two years. She'd join me after she did her two years at community college. I thought we could swing that no problem. We were solid. But she hated the distance. She hated not seeing me every day. She complained that I didn’t come home enough. She hated that for months on end, texting and phone calls were our only form of communication. It wasn’t enough. She'd ask about the girls on campus. She’d gotten it into her head that girls were always making a play for me. I laughed and told her, even if that were true, I’d never cheat on her. She didn't seem completely reassured by that. The bottom line is, Paige thought she was losing me. She wanted me home with her. But I could never imagine the level she'd sink to—the trap she’d set to make that happen. And like an idiot I walked right into it. And it’s a mistake I'm going to have to pay for the rest of my life.

'The Man' And The Outlaw. by DanielRB3169

Becky and I met in NXT, we clicked almost instantly. Like most relationships. We started out as friends. Two years after our main roster call ups, in the first part of 2017, we started dating. Barely over a year later, she changed little by little. Initially I thought she was going to tell me what was going on. But the more I tried to ask what was going on, the more she started to pull away. Finally, she just stopped talking to me in the summer of 2018. Close to a month later, I gave my notice and left the company. I returned to the indies for a year before taking a break from in-ring competition. Now it's the winter of 2019 and I'm not happy about going back to the WWE. But the fans wanted it. So I returned at Survivor Series. Another thing I was not looking forward to was running into my ex who was now engaged to former Universal Champion Seth Rollins. The only thing worse than her being engaged was how self absorbed egotistical she had become. Somehow, even though I hate what she's become or who she's willing to marry on a whim. I still love Becky and although it's futile to try and a fools errand as well. I'm going to try and get 'my' Becky back. I miss the readheaded ball of fire she used to be and I was proud to call my girlfriend and even if I don't succeed, I just want to be sure, the girl or woman I knew is really gone. And if she is. I'll have to just move on and find a new relationship. Even though I don't want to. (Cover by @undisputedtori)

Logan by braindeadwriter06

*TW* Contains topics and scenes of sexual assault, self-harm, abuse.* "You know you loved every second of it," I can feel the tears welling up as well as the anger building up within me. I stare at him for a while before I have to turn away from his hungry gaze. "Look I just came here to tell you that I forgive you for what you did back in Cali and I'll take you back," "You forgive me?" I yell. "I did nothing to you. You raped me! You fucking raped me! You have no right to come here and tell me that. You. Forgive. Me. You traumatized me. What you did to me tore me up inside and was eating away at me until I tried to kill myself. And when I told people they didn't believe me. I had to listen to so many people talk about how great a guy you were and how I clearly just regretted sleeping with you. You are a monster. You made me hate myself for something that was never my fault. You have caused me so much pain and suffering," I pause to take a deep breath. "So you don't get to come here to my school and tell me you forgive me. You don't get to make me feel bad about coming forward. The only thing I regret is ever thinking you were a good person." _____________________________________________ Logan Young is a 16-year-old girl about to start her senior year in a brand new town. The past year has been tough and her family moved to give her a fresh start. Her life before the move had been hard and she had been spiraling. She quickly makes new friends and even enemies. She builds up walls to protect herself. But what happens when an unlikely person helps her to tear down her walls and heal. Will she be able to survive in this new place and keep her secrets intact?

Till The Spring by eyeshadowed

March, 2024 "Spring brings hope of love in a person's life." When I close my eyes, these words still echo in ears. I remember them as if I've heard it yesterday. I never wanted to trust these words, I never wanted to fall for her, I was okay with the way I was, But....she happened. And I don't regret it. It's been two years now, I'm getting back to my routine after 'that' incident and a re-start is never easy. I can't remember myself in what state I was for the past two years. Was I eating right? was I doing fine? Or was I sleeping on time? I don't even remember myself talking to anyone. All I could do was sleep to deny the reality, in a hope, and if it's a dream, it will end soon. With a lot of reluctance, I got up to get ready for the university as they said that getting endulged in work will make me feel better. But how can I grow past those memories when I am getting to the same place where 'it' all had started and ended. When people leave, they leave their living impressions even on lifeless objects, and it's every corner will only remind them of those from which I'm trying to escape. As soon as I entered the university premises, I started getting deep into the trail of old times, when the Batch 2021-22 struck my mind, along with a name that had fluttered my whole life. Hi, I am Nazareth Salvador, and this is my story.

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Premeditated Pseudonym

Taylor and Chelsea's marriage were on the rocks. Chelsea had pushed her spouse too far away for comfort and he was getting on her last nerve. Chelsea went to her parent's home during the seperation, but things got weird when Taylor stopped replying to her messages. When Chelsea returned home there was nothing left to call home and worst yet, nothing left to call a marriage. This is the story of a couple, from both points of view, as their journey takes them through places, people and situations they never imagined would occur in their lifetime. * * * Pseudonym (a) A name that differs from the original. (b) Fake identity. * * * "I decided to peep at Taylor's social media one more time to see his last active moments, but it still didn't show. This was one of the longest, he stayed without messaging me or calling. Morning came quicker than expected. I gained some well deserved rest though. The first thing I did, was reach for my phone. Taylor still hadn't called or texted me and it's been two days. I rang his phone again, but it went straight to voicemail. I couldn't take it any more, my mind began to race, thinking he had someone else besides me. I immediately started putting up and tagging him in some hateful statuses. What I didn't say was what I forgot, and trust me, I said a mouthful. Under all of my hateful statuses. His friends just laughed but didn't comment. Suddenly I got a message in my inbox. " [#41 in firstperson May 2019] [#1 in pseudonym May 2019]