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I felt the warmth of Ethan's body come up next to me and I nearly collapsed into him. 

"Ethan?" I couldn't recognize my voice at this point.

"Yeah Mer?" His voice sounded like concrete. Strong, firm and consistent.

"They're dead." My ears rang with the silence that followed and I just kept my eyes fixated on the two identical slabs of stone in front of me.

"Yeah, yeah they are." His voice wasn't concrete anymore. Instead it was gravel and broken glass and pain strung together by vocal chords that were playing the saddest song they could.

I took as deep of a breath as I could manage. How could life go from warp speed to slow motion in a nanosecond? I closed my eyes in an extended blink and the red and blue sirens that haunted my dreams shone behind my eyelids. I opened them and the harsh, grey rock greeted my sight instead.

I didn't know which one was more painful.

The moment that changed everything.

Or every moment after.
*****
Ethan and Emerson were just along for the ride, this was supposed to be the love story of their siblings, but when a tragic accident kills the young lovers, Emerson and Ethan are left to deal with the aftermath of their death. Can two broken people be the glue the other needs to heal, or will both lives be left shattered?All Rights Reserved

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Charmolypi [S.H] by Mari_Cami101

"Look, we're running out of time here and if you don't let go now to grab my hand, we're both going down," he pressed, eyes flickering between yours. "And I don't know about you, but I'd really prefer to stay alive tonight. So for both our sakes, you're going to have to take a leap of faith here." "Okay," you finally said, your voice soft, almost a whisper. He widened his eyes, quickly nodding to show you it was alright, that he'd catch you. "On three?" he asked, not wanting to rush you but knowing he had to if you both were going to make it out alive. You gave him a single nod. He hadn't even made it to two before you let go, firmly grabbing his elbow. Your clammy hands nearly slipped, causing you to yelp, but he quickly seized your hand, his fingers slotting through yours with a secure grip. With a strong pull, he lifted you up, the momentum sending you crashing onto him on the cement, safely away from the edge. The wall cracked and crumbled, falling along with the vine into the boiling liquid below. His arms encircled you, holding you firmly against his chest. "I got you," he murmured, letting his head rest against the hard ground as he looked up at the sky, his hands gently cradling your head. Your face nestled into the crook of his neck as you tried to steady your breathing. "I got you." // You've always lived for the dramatics, always patiently waiting for something, anything to change your life. After the earthquake that nearly tore Hawkins apart, you selfishly thought your moment had finally arrived. You didn't believe in coincidences. Hawkins didn't get earthquakes, and for one to just happen at such a huge magnitude was extremely bizarre. Something more had to be at play, and you were determined to uncover it. You didn't anticipate, however, just how much it would impact your life, or that it would all stem from meeting a certain group of people. *This is a Stranger Things Fiction *Steve Harrington x Female Reader

𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐻𝑦𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑎 | 𝐁.𝐄. by greylish

"Its been one year and eight months since, and now all of a sudden you bring her up, why now? Out of all days?" I ask Jake sincerely. "I can see the act your putting up in front of everyone. The recklessness and all. You can get away with all of that with everyone else, but you can't fool me Bil," Jake tells me concerningly. "Why does it matter? I moved on, I have Drew. I'm not stuck on her anymore. Clearly - I've proven that by now," I say to Jake. "Do you mean that sincerely?" Jake asks me. I huff before looking back at Jake. "Yes. I do," I say to him truthfully. "Alright well. Finneas decided that it was best that I'd break the news to you," Jake says before sitting up in his seat. I look at him with my eyebrows furrowed, and suddenly a deep trench of anxiety forms in the pit of my stomach. "What is it?" I ask him. He hesitates before speaking. "Lilith is coming back to LA to work on the stage crew," Jake says. My eyes slightly widen. Fuck. ~~~ A year has gone by and now Lilith is back. Although a reunion is coming up, a year can change a person drastically, and as they say, change is inevitable. Will Lilith be able to reconnect with Billie? Or is it seemingly hopeless? Will Lilith finally remember Billie? Or did change form Lilith into a completely different person? ~~~ (This is the Second Book to the first book called 'Sweet Belladonna'. I highly recommend you go back to read the first one before continuing on reading this one, or else you'll be majorly confused.) ~~~ AU (Alternate Universe); Though some characters are real, this is fiction. Keep that in mind. Will contain explicit language, depression, anxiety episodes, violence, smoking, drinking, trauma, drugs, and real-life events that occur. +18 Votes and Comments help me a ton, so please feel free to do so.

REAP by EelyakKAY133

"Ahhhhh what did I just do?!" I screamed. This question wasn't just about the mirror, it was about tonight, and frankly this whole crush on Oliver. It was ridiculous, absurd, unorthodox, and worst of all, it felt like a part of my heart had been ripped out. I grabbed a small broom and dust-pan, kneeling down and sweeping up the glass-covered floor. And as I was walking to put the shards in the garbage, I took one last look at myself in the broken shards. I made eye contact with my mirrored image, and I swore a solemn and silent oath to myself, "Never again." The forming of those words from my mouth had created a newfound feeling of freedom. A numbing sensation that prevented my emotions from surfacing. I had promised myself to never be vulnerable like that ever again. ******* What if the food chain turned on us? This is the question that defined the life of teenage protagonist: Amara Finley and her best friend: Oliver Macleod. All plant-life had come to life in a supernatural phenomenon that everyone had begun to call the "Bloom", and for some strange reason the plants began to attack humans. Their life and their world is dominated by plants, and with what little hope humanity had left, they fight with the winged brigade in hopes to rescue the world. Why did this happen? What caused the plants to go ballistic on humans? Is the brigade all that it appears? Will Oliver ever see her as more than a friend? ******* Oliver Macleod is in shock, and in grief. His loved one is brutally taken away from him. He doesn't know what to do with himself. Feelings of rage and sorrow transform into doubt and unbelief. The loss of this loved one is so prominent that it compels him to seek answers about their death. The more he looks, the less he finds. He begins to question if they truly are dead, or if it was all just one massive cover-up. When secrets are discovered and questions are answered he realizes that the brigade is not all that it seems.

𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞||𝟏𝟖+ by shreens_galaxy

#1 𝖎𝖓 '𝕷𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖆𝖑 𝕺𝖇𝖘𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖔𝖓' 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 ✧✿𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐥✿✧ I stood still in front of the mirror trying to accept the fact I saw just sometimes. Tears threatened to spill out from my eyes as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. DEVASTATED and BETRAYED. Suddenly, the door of the room opened and slammed shut. I looked at his reflection from the mirror and wiped off my tears hurriedly before shoving the card inside one of the drawers, not wanting him to know about it. He came and hugged me from behind resting his chin on my shoulder. Reality dawned upon me and fear crawled up on each and every ounce of my skin. Sweat buds formed on my forehead and neck as I looked at him staring at me intensely from the mirror. His gaze was filled with desire. He turned me towards him by holding my waist gently and sealed our lips in a soft and gentle kiss. I closed my eyes trying to hold back my tears which were ready to spill out anytime feeling disgusted with his touch. At that moment of helplessness, all I was praying to God was 'please god let it be a dream where I'll wake up beside the love of my life, my Rann' but the saddest reality is it's not. "My Rann is a ruthless killer. He is a Devil with whom I got married."

His Heart (COMPLETED) by xcrazymonkeyx

His heart was the key to his love. His heart was a wonderful broken place. His heart was mine and my heart was his. The problem was how long were we going to be able to hold on to each other My name is Isabella Moore and this is my story. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I was snapped out of my thought when Ethan uttered so softly, that if we weren't so close I wouldn't have heard it. "What are you doing to me, Isabella?" I was left speechless but before my brain could even register his words, his lips were on mine. My body was immediately ignited with an unknown fire. My heart was pounding in my chest, rapidly, as he moved his soft lips on mine. I was shocked at first but not really knowing what I was doing... I kissed him back. My lips in sync with his. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Warning: NOT EDITED> there are a lot of mistakes and hopefully gonna be editing each part. There is offensive language and will as a considerable amount of kisses. If you are uncomfortable with that, don't bother reading but let me make this clear...You will regret it for the rest of your life. Lol, Jk. But seriously, bear with me because I am a rookie in writing big stories.

Partially Rejected by tyughj80

Hello, this story is not good. It was written by a depressed young tween who didn't understand what an abusive relationship is. I'm only keeping it up because it's my only completed book. Take everything a grain of salt. (It's cringey) So good luck on fixing me and what we could've been But you'll always fail to see I'm forever broken I hate your guts, I hate his too I hate myself for loving you You're the only reason that I hate everyone -Falling in Reverse Alaska is sick of her life. She's sick of everyone. It all started in forth grade when she moved to Colorado. She was a different girl back then... Alaska was naive, had blonde hair, loved people, and was kind. Then she met Dillon he was gorges, tall, strong, and everything Alaska was not. Dillon was a werewolf and next in line for Alpha position of Black Blood Pack. Dillon hates his mate and waiting tell he is old enough to reject her. He dose what he can, ignores her, forgets her, because she is nothing but a pathetic human. Or so she thought... . . . "Get out of my head!" He yelled at me. I stood my ground, because I was here and was not leaving. "What's your problem with me?" I hissed. "Your weak, ugly, pathdic, little human, who I could kill so easily. Unfortunately for me I can't reject you yet!" I didn't know what reject meant I knew it was bad, by the way the silent room went quite. "Well I may be ugly, I may be pathdic, and you know what I'm a weak little human. I may not be able to kill you, you can make my life hell, go ahead, do it. You can hate me with every bone in your body. But if you think for a moment I care your wrong." That was the biggest lie I ever told. What happens when an alpha were wolf and element witch meet? What happens if she doesn't even know she's a witch?

Death Is My BFFLAD (Book Two Original Series) by katrocks247

(Bfflad- Best friends for life and death) Dear Reader, Let's start at the beginning shall we? I died. Oh no, not one of these stories again where someone angelic and heroic saves the damsel in distress. If only I was that lucky. My heart stopped beating. My lungs stopped working, my soul began to lift away... And then I was saved by a beautiful man with a kind heart and sparkles sprinkled around his head in a golden halo. A cunning, dazzling smile etched his angled features and his hair lay perfectly on his head like...black, sinful layers of pure cynical distrusting evil. Evil that was just waiting to onset a innocent girl as myself and allow her a short amount of time of happiness, and then finish her off when she became older. I'll give you a hint. The beginning of that description was slightly exaggerated. The Angel of Death. One of the only creatures known that was capable of settling the boundaries of heaven on earth. The only creature capable of making one of the Devil's darkest deals to my loving mother; a second chance for her daughter. This comes with consequences of course. Everything you know about Death is wrong. Death is not natural, Death is not normal, Death is not doleful, and Death is far from mercenary. Death blends into the shadows like coal against the most atramentous sky. Death walks the earth with his cursed, monstrous and exotic features, his enticing voice and betraying alluring eyes. Death deceives, scratches, and plays with your mind, until you slowly and painfully loose your grip on reality. He'll make you believe he's a different person, that there's a sliver hope for him. Hope for you. Death is close. Forever and always, Faith Williams ************ DIMBFF FAN CLUB ON FACEBOOK: http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.1605057011183.80718.1378871754&type=1#!/groups/308207282529485/ **** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075

Diamond: The Promise by Daybreakwritess

Ethan + Iria, until death do us apart and we meet in hell. You could say it was the original promise, the one they got tattooed on their skin and, above the hundreds of things they had ever promised each other, promised once again not to break. It should be a different promise. It should have a different meaning but... Does it really? It's been nine months. Nine months full of nightmares and pain where Iria and Ethan seemed to forget about every promise. Their friendship seemed insurmountable after the months of coldness until Ethan makes an important decision that will turn the tables of the situation they are living. One last promise, save Iria from her sadness. It didn't seem as hard at first but then Ethan realizes his friend's critical situation. He can just rely on the memories from when they were kids, on all those things that once distracted them from a bad childhood, such as The Neighbourhood's songs, blanket forts or irrational plans during getaways. What Ethan didn't remember was how good his best friend kissed. Can Ethan save his best friend from her grief without changing his feeling or decision at all? Can Iria get finally over her Wonder Boy and accept Ethan's help without screwing the only precious thing she has left, Ethan's friendship? Can Ethan and Iria learn to love again or will they stay in the past forever? -------- FULLY COMPLETED (62 Chapters + Prologue + 2 Epilogues) Book 2 in the Rough Diamonds series. ***Book 1 --> "Diamond: The Original"***

A Self-love Story by Kirsten_Sharp

Bliss. Delight. Contentment. Euphoria. Elation. Joy. Glee. Felicity. Jubilation. These are all words synonymous to the word happiness. But what is true happiness? Happiness is that feeling of butterflies fluttering around in your chest, trying to break out. Happiness is that invisible fluid rushing in your veins, making you shiver in the most wonderful way. Happiness is the force that pulls your cheeks up into the widest smile and makes your eyes twinkle. Happiness makes you light-headed and giddy, it is in fact like alcohol. Well then, I am utterly and completely drunk. When you're happy, everything feels amazing. Even small insignificant things like getting up in the morning. The golden hue of sunlight streaming in through the curtains feels like a soft caress from the hand of a lover. The birds seem to chirp sweetly outside, a melody to which the leaves sway as if mesmerised by their music. The curtains tango with the wind beautifully. Every little thing seems perfect. And that's a word I'd use to describe my life. Perfect. To give you a little introduction about me, let me start by explaining the most important aspects of my life. I have a loving family. There's my sarcastic, yet surprisingly sweet brother, my beautiful mother (both in looks and spirit) and my stern, yet humorous father. I have the best best friend, Charlotte and I have an amazing boyfriend, Theo. I'm quite beautiful and popular too which I'm not saying to brag, I'm just stating the truth. So that is my life. The life of Tia-Jade Garcia. *** What she didn't know was that every high has a low and that the higher you rise, the lower you fall and the more painful that fall is. Follow her story as she loses everybody she ever cared for and thereby her happiness. See her fight all of her demons by herself. Watch her fall in love...with herself because the only person's love you'll always need is yours. This is her self-love story.

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Charmolypi [S.H]

"Look, we're running out of time here and if you don't let go now to grab my hand, we're both going down," he pressed, eyes flickering between yours. "And I don't know about you, but I'd really prefer to stay alive tonight. So for both our sakes, you're going to have to take a leap of faith here." "Okay," you finally said, your voice soft, almost a whisper. He widened his eyes, quickly nodding to show you it was alright, that he'd catch you. "On three?" he asked, not wanting to rush you but knowing he had to if you both were going to make it out alive. You gave him a single nod. He hadn't even made it to two before you let go, firmly grabbing his elbow. Your clammy hands nearly slipped, causing you to yelp, but he quickly seized your hand, his fingers slotting through yours with a secure grip. With a strong pull, he lifted you up, the momentum sending you crashing onto him on the cement, safely away from the edge. The wall cracked and crumbled, falling along with the vine into the boiling liquid below. His arms encircled you, holding you firmly against his chest. "I got you," he murmured, letting his head rest against the hard ground as he looked up at the sky, his hands gently cradling your head. Your face nestled into the crook of his neck as you tried to steady your breathing. "I got you." // You've always lived for the dramatics, always patiently waiting for something, anything to change your life. After the earthquake that nearly tore Hawkins apart, you selfishly thought your moment had finally arrived. You didn't believe in coincidences. Hawkins didn't get earthquakes, and for one to just happen at such a huge magnitude was extremely bizarre. Something more had to be at play, and you were determined to uncover it. You didn't anticipate, however, just how much it would impact your life, or that it would all stem from meeting a certain group of people. This is a Stranger Things Fiction Steve Harrington x Female Reader