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OliviaRachelle04

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OliviaRachelle04

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"You don't belong here, so take your ugly fat ass back to where you came from!" Malissa barks and takes my hair in her hands and sakes me around. I flail around like a rag doll until she shoves my head to the side and laughs at me with her friends snickering behind her.

When they leave the only thing I do is stay sitting on the ground in embarrassment and cry with my head in my hands.
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These are some of the stories I write in my free time, I am working on publishing a book so say tuned for that and enjoy my short stories!All Rights Reserved

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My Monsters [A Garroth X Reader Story] by AnonymousChild24

I smiled as I watched my closest friends be happy. That's all I've ever wanted, right? Make those around me happy, but it's hard sometimes. It's hard to watch those around you be happy when you can't manage to be happy yourself. But don't worry. It'll get better, right? That's what they say. Maybe they're right. I should just trust them. Trust. I have too much of that sometimes. I guess it's a bit of a price when you wear your heart on your sleeve. It gets knocked around pretty easily. It gets scratched and torn every now and then. My brother and sister, Aaron and Malissa, have always told me that I've always worn my heart on my sleeve. I may wear my heart on my sleeve, but I can't help but do whatever I can to protect it. Closing people out is usually the best way, but that's hard when you have kind heart. If there's any emotion I can hide, it's love. Well, at least I think so. I try, okay? Doesn't mean I'm good at it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hello fellow potatoes! Fair warning: This story will have some depressing themes and possibly some triggers. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ALL CREDIT GOES TO JESSICA. HER CHANNEL IS RIGHT HERE: https://www.youtube.com/user/ChallengeAcceptedInc

We Dream at Midnight (Ember 2) by immoralLaurel

Here she is. I can see the slope of her spine through that thin shirt. She's made of angles I ache to smooth with a hand, but I'd use my lips if she asked. I brush her knuckles with mine. Her skin is cold, but she flips her palm for more contact. I lace our fingers. It's enough to make her look at me. As those kaleidoscopic eyes meet mine, I hold my breath. Then she sets her lips just under my jaw. It rips the air from my lungs. It's the softest thing I've ever felt. "What was that for," I breathe. She pulls back, lashes damp, and whispers, "You're the kind of person that should be kissed." 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 BOOK TWO C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ mature content ❤︎ romance & friendship ❤︎ yearning Copyright © 2021-present Laurel Montaze (immoralLaurel). This body of work (story, characters, ideas) is available exclusively on Wattpad. If you're viewing it on a different website/platform or under a different username, it has been illegally stolen. Please notify the original author. © All Rights Reserved

The Queen and Her King by DeepuVishwkarma

"You want me don't you" after saying that she just come close to me and bite my earlobes which made me shiver and her hands slowly tangled with my hair and she lift my head grabbing my hair and our eyes met from which I can see my reflection in her eyes. Anger is blowing inside me but i have to play nice if i don't want to reveal my true identity and I can't let it happen she is a normal girl. "Say it if you want me, beg me The King of Italian Mafia or I say the becoming King" as those words utter from her mouth my heart skipped a beat and now i realise it was her game and i got played but the point is how does she knows about mafia and how she know that I am a King. "Who are you?" I asked her with surprise tone in my voice. Now it's my time to take action and no more need play her model so I yanked her away and grab her by her throat. __________________________________________________ "Want to know who is she and how she knows about the mafia and all so read the book" *TWO CHAPTERS IN A WEEK* #queenbysoul #hatetoloverelationship #dominantfemale #indiangirl

Broken Pieces by SMC_547

"I love you" she says and kisses my jaw tenderly. "I love you too baby" I reply stroking her still damp hair. We were sat in a dirty McDonald's car park. We could be sat in a fucking pile of trash and I wouldn't care. Because I would be with her. As long as I'm with her, nothing else matters. -------------------------------------------------------- After all he had known was anger and hatred she was like a breath of fresh air to him. With just one look into her mesmerizing chocolate eyes and one listen to her angelic voice he knew he was ruined. He despised this feeling. He felt helpless. No matter how much he tried to stay away he was drawn to her and he knew he was playing a very dangerous game. Leaving the pain of her past behind her she starts a fresh in a new town with her older brother. Meeting the towns bad boy was not on her agenda but every time she saw him she was intrigued. He was rude and had a terrible attitude, but his eyes didn't show anything but pain which is something she knew all too well. They are complete opposites but have one thing in common. They are both broken, maybe just maybe they could be the cure to each others pain. ⚠️ this story contains mentions of abuse and alcohol so if you are not comfortable with this please do not read my story.

What Now? || Jalissa [COMPLETED] by ilovejalissaomg

👏JALISSA Story Leading off From Story 1 - Love Yourself!👏 ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ This story is based off of my otp! ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~ If you didn't read Love Yourself go to my profile and read it! If you don't read it, nothing will make sense here. "I'm so sorry." I tugged her in closer "I-I" She sniffled "I tried to play hard." "Honestly.. heh, it worked." I smirked "Heh." She giggled. We stood there, hugging each other for about 10 minutes. "I want to be with you. I want to hug you in as long as I can forever. I will never forgive myself." She cried "Don't say that." I replied "No, seriously. I bought a car, a condo, ect. I want to stay with you.. but, what will happen to all of this?" She sniffled "Oh, I'll take care of this. My friends, Chance and Anthony, wanted to move in Ohio. Maybe I can give this to them." I said. She smiled and dug her head underneath my chin ~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Enjoy!!

Life: A journey towards self love or....... self hatred by Apulu14

Poems are a great help to depression. My cover is not be very appealing and my title seems boring. Poems are also not liked by people very much and is considered boring. I may not get many views. But in the end "Don't judge a book by it's cover" only wins. So I have bought you some sad poems, food related ones, poems related to the things I love, Love yourself, Romantic and many more. These are written by me and please don't post it anywhere without my permission. To explain you why I have added a pink heart with black background, it is because the poems tell a story of girl(me) to whom people think she is very cold, straight forward, rude and all those things but... in reality she is too soft for this harsh world. The pink heart represents the softness she is hiding inside using her black side so no one would misuse her. The angel in her still haven't faded after getting betrayed, lost, depressed, fake people, bully and many more. She doesn't wants to go through this again. The pink background in the upper half tell that she still have hopes in her life. I want the readers to know the deep meaning behind the Title themselves and I won't reveal it until the end of the book. Keep your guesses up and think what possibly could be the meaning of this unusual title. Thank you and enjoy the journey of this little girl warning: if you are expecting this to be a story then sorry it isn't a story but a collection of poems written by the "little girl" depending on her mood that time. It is more like a Journey. You could skip it if you want to. Or learn about the little girl I'm representing/my life. Credits- I don't own the pictures used here however some are mine most are from other websites and I give their credits to them.

Stronger Together (bxb) ✔ by Kibika

Even though I'm a mess and I still don't think I'm good enough for him, I want to date him. I haven't managed to scare him off with my panic attacks, mood swings and no touching rules so I don't think that if I tell him about what happened that night he will stop showing interest. ****** Shy, broken Chase wonders if he'll ever be able to love and trust again, if he'll ever get over the trauma of what happened, if he'll ever be happy again. He was a content 24 year old, rooming with his fraternal twin brother Jesse. They literally could not be more different. Jesse is blonde, confident and straightforward; Chase is brunette, shy and innocent. But when tragedy strikes, Chase becomes a shell of the man he once was and Jesse is determined to protect his twin and help him heal. However, will it be at the cost of Jesse's own blossoming love life? Will Chase actually let Jesse help him? And will Chase finally be able to overcome his trauma and accept the love of the man of his dreams? If healing, family and romance are themes that interest you, then this book might be for you! WARNING some themes of depression, suicide and rape though I don't go into graphic details. Thank you to anyone who decides to give this book a shot, I really appreciate it and I hope you'll have as much fun reading as I did writing it. All comments and opinions welcomed. Started December 27, 2020 Completed September 12, 2021 Highest Rankings #1 in trauma 2021/02/18 #1 in family 2021/12/02 #1 in gayfiction 2022/05/15 #1 in healing 2022/05/15 #2 in gay 2022/09/23 #2 in support 2022/05/12 #4 in heart-warming 2021/05/28 #24 in lgbt 2021/10/17 #60 in romance 2021/07/06

The Daughter Of A Gang Leader by TheDevil1155

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I Fell in Love with a Bad Boy by Beautiful_Tragedy8

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Sing To My Heart by JH_Studios

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I smiled as I watched my closest friends be happy. That's all I've ever wanted, right? Make those around me happy, but it's hard sometimes. It's hard to watch those around you be happy when you can't manage to be happy yourself. But don't worry. It'll get better, right? That's what they say. Maybe they're right. I should just trust them. Trust. I have too much of that sometimes. I guess it's a bit of a price when you wear your heart on your sleeve. It gets knocked around pretty easily. It gets scratched and torn every now and then. My brother and sister, Aaron and Malissa, have always told me that I've always worn my heart on my sleeve. I may wear my heart on my sleeve, but I can't help but do whatever I can to protect it. Closing people out is usually the best way, but that's hard when you have kind heart. If there's any emotion I can hide, it's love. Well, at least I think so. I try, okay? Doesn't mean I'm good at it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hello fellow potatoes! Fair warning: This story will have some depressing themes and possibly some triggers. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ALL CREDIT GOES TO JESSICA. HER CHANNEL IS RIGHT HERE: https://www.youtube.com/user/ChallengeAcceptedInc