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Spirit Blood

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Reads 137
Votes 7
Parts 8
Time 2h 39m

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"As I looked up, the water trickled down my body, washing away every soap suds on my skin. I shut my eyelids to prevent soap from burning my eye sockets blind. As I felt the hot water flow down my body, I couldn't help but still feel the paint of today's event stuck to my skin. I tried to scrub off the icky feeling, but it was as if it was tattooed to my body. I could still feel its hands crawling up my thigh and I could still feel its breathe against my neck. I wanted it to go away. I wanted it all to go away. I tried to scrub my skin harder and harder to get rid of the feeling. It was no use. All I could do was cry. And that is what I did. Cry alone, in the shower."All Rights Reserved

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holly ashley june by tlupii

From the silver tap, water began to stream out and slip down into the bowl of the blanched sink. Gently, it carried all the deep red, blood away from my hands towards the drain lying at the bottom. Regrets, I had none. He deserved what had come to him and what is to come to him. It wasn't like I was the one asking for it. Aching, blue bruises covered the surface of my arms and my clothes were coated with dirt and muck. I glanced up towards the mirror. In the looking glass's reflection, I could see that my shoulder-length, platinum blonde hair was a rat's nest and I had cuts and lacerations all across my face. None of the cuts were deep enough to form scars fortunately enough. My greyish blue eyes stared back at me long and hard. Perplexed? I guess it all just happened so fast you would think it was just a daydream but it was more like a nightmare, a nightmare that happened to be my reality. I stripped my dark clothes and pumps off leaving them on the floor. I turned on the shower tap to a hot temperature. Water sprinkled down my face washing away all the evidence of my previous and present pain. I closed my eyes and could see the man following me in the dark alleyway.

Decadent by DystopianMilieu

My hand slaps against my mouth as I try to shut myself up. Don't make too much noise...or he'll hear you. A vehicle's door opens then slams shut. I don't hear footsteps...but as the minutes go by I begin to hear them; the footsteps get louder and louder and louder, matching the sound of my thundering heart. That's when I see his shadow cast over the ditch...over the place where I tried to hide. "Well," he says with a smile in his voice. "I wonder where he could've gone...the footprints stop here...so I wonder if he just...disappeared?" My body begins to tremble. I can feel it now. The pain. I can feel the pain already. He jumps down into the ditch...he stands directly in front of me, with his back facing me. My hand presses harder against my mouth as I try to suppress my whimper, but it's way too late now. But his body tenses up when he hears it. He laughs bitterly as he turns around slowly, and his eyes cut through my camouflage easily. "There you are."

Chameleon ✔️ by CandaceMJ

I have three secrets. 1. I'm in the witness protection program. I witnessed my mother's murder when I was eight years old, and now the murderer is after me. 2. I can read minds. Or not "read" them... not exactly. But I can feel them. Every emotion has a color. An aura, as I call it. And I can feel those auras. I can feel the color of one's thoughts. 3. I can't feel Elijah Whitney's aura. [ COMPLETED - 1.28.16 ] [ LATEST REVISION - 8.17.19 ] [ SEQUEL COMING FALL 2019 ]

Wings of Butterflies by herview

Hoping to shake this human off once and for all, I twisted my body around rapidly with a plan to put my words into action. When I was on my way to push this man as deep into the floor as possible my body all of the sudden went rigid. When my body froze solid, so did my brain. It took me several seconds to get out of my trance and when I finally did, all that was running through my mind were two words. Those eyes. All of the feelings that I had been hiding for the last 160 years were now coming crashing down on me. They were literally shooting out from this human's eyes like fire. A fire that burned into my core.

Struck By Lightning by FaithTodoroki4

!!TRIGGER WARNING!! This story is 18+ and includes sexual/graphic/horrific senses that aren't for the light of heart. Self harm, verbal abuse, mental abuse, physical abuse, sexual abuse, sexual assault, religion, suicide, and cult activities all are parts of this book. Life's a fucked up hardship. You never know what will happen next and honestly I don't know if I want to know what is wrong with me or who I am. I would rather be a stranger to myself than realize that I'm a broken mess created by all those who shake their heads after I show a little blood. This story is a series of sad tails followed by disappointment, this is what my life feels like and if it all goes down hill from here, remember; I was only human, right?

Just Grey: In a Black & White World by itskateelizabeth

"But just look at the world around you, Love. There's messes everywhere with unclear answers. Don't give up yet." She told me gently. "I know, but I just wish that this was less confusing." "Well, things are gonna get confusing after a while, but you can't just stop trying. You've got to search harder for the answer; maybe it's somewhere you haven't looked yet. Someday you'll trip over a rock that's harder than this, and bandaids won't just stare you in the face. You won't know what to do. So prepare yourself for that day, baby." "I'm gonna trip over a rock?" I asked, eyes widening with worry. She shook her head, the bubbly symphony of her laughs echoing in the room. "No. I mean you're going to be in trouble one day and you won't know how to get out of it. Like this, but tougher." "You mean I'll have to go through this again? But even harder? Ugh, I won't make it." I sighed heavily. "No. I know you will. It just won't be so black and white. It'll be....in between the two." "So it'll be just grey?" She revealed her big, beautiful smile to me as if I had understood all that is right and wrong in the world. Kissing the top of my head, she whispered, "Exactly." {full synopsis inside} Rankings- #16 in juveniles #94 in newkid #241 in multimedia FULLY EDITED VERSION NOW AVAILABLE ON AMAZON KINDLE!!

Saved by sabzeverdeen17

She....I....... I was running through the thick branches, pushing the leaves out of my way with all my might. I had to get away. The wet, brown, ground made it easier for me to slip and let her red, chilling hands slip around my innocent, scarred body, not knowing where she would take me next. I was almost out of breath, but I had to keep running if I wanted to make it out of this forest alive. My red dress was getting torn to shreds, and my hands and feet had mud all over them. My long, bushy brown hair was getting hooked on every possible branch, making me push my hair in the back of my dress, just like I used to when I was forced to cook everyday for my loathsome 'parents'. Returning back to the real world, I had to stop otherwise I would black out. I took a few seconds to catch my breath silently, and to look around to see if she was there behind me. I was looking up at the tall, old tree when I heard a twig snap behind me. Just like in the horror films. I turned and ran in the same direction, not daring to look back and see her wretched face fixed on my body. I sprinted and sprinted, but slowed down when I saw I was heading to nowhere but a ragged cliff. The unknown would me known if I continued to run and jump. I stopped two metres away from the cliff and looked down to see a valley so far down. If I jump..... I die. If I let her take me..... the unfair horribleness awaits me. I had no choice. I jumped.

Mine by Sumellikaxfanfics

"Open your eyes wife, Look at me" Goosebumps spread across my skin as soon as his voice hit my eardrums. I nodded negatively meanwhile his grip tortured my wrist. He was so strong. Felt like he was surely going to break my wrist. Suddenly, I trembled as something poked into my cheek. I opened my eyes and realized that he brushed his stubble cheek on my cheek and wiped my tears. I pressed my lips together and allowed my tears to run down...I can't believe after all these months of him being a loving partner, he still chose to hurt me. Why? Why would he do this?

Five Foes, A Murder & Lies by etherealfolklore

Margo Watson was found murdered in her own home on October 13th. Leaving the town of Scattervale, with the solving of it's first murder mystery, in 30 years. Her body was found in her bathroom tub with evidence of a homicide, that led to her death. Once the autopsy came back with fingerprints from her friends, covered on her corpse, the mystery unravels. As each side of the story gets told from different perspectives. Only which side is the truth? And which is a lie? But that's not all, Margo's soul could not rest until she could remember who killed her. Forcing her to haunt her five friends who brought pain upon her, mentally and physically. In several different ways, since she moved here. Only to find out the truth, about what happened to her, that gruesome night. With her memories in shambles and even questioning her friendships. Margo wanted nothing more, than to get to the bottom of her own murder mystery, so she could move on & find peace. But when her foes as friends argue to be framed for the murder and not actual suspects. Things start to get bloody, as the town of Scattervale, point fingers, pick sides, and bid on the killer. So which one of her five foes did murder her in cold blood? And will anyone ever know the truth? There's only one way to find out.... DISCLAIMER: this story tackles very serious and disturbing topics, such as suicide, sexual assault, & drug use. If you have struggled with these topics before. This story might be triggering for you. Please be aware. Cover Art Illustrated By: Veronika Weroni Vajdova

My Bella by Moonyxyx

(Previously known as 'Forbidden love') My legs have a mind of their own and i find myself walking towards the bathroom. She left it unlocked. I turn the handle and open the door. The steam escaping. I walk further in and shut the door behind me. I don't think she can hear me. I strip from my clothes and push them to the side. I walk up to the bath tub that has a shower attached. I move the curtain out of the way and her back is facing me. She looks so beautiful right now it's too late to turn away. I step in and wrap my arms around her naked waist and rest my forhead on her shoulder blade. I hear her gasp and her body stills under my touch. Still not facing me, i speak. "i'm sorry if i hurt you. You don't understand, i do want you the same way you want me because... because... I'm in love with you" I've finally said it. •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• A lot is happening in Bella and Noahs' love story. First she and Noah go on a journey to find her father and seek answers to his mysterious disappearance. Then we find that their love blossoms throughout their journey. However something or rather someone has to be in the way of our two 'star-crossed lovers' and their forbidden love. But who could it be? Bella finds herself trying to find a purpose to life when things start to fall apart and she needs to learn to adapt to new changes. Noah needs to steer clear or else his life may end up crashing down into a million pieces, unable to put back together. But lovers always find their way back to each other, but could it be under a good circumstance or a bad one. Find out in 'My Bella'

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holly ashley june

From the silver tap, water began to stream out and slip down into the bowl of the blanched sink. Gently, it carried all the deep red, blood away from my hands towards the drain lying at the bottom. Regrets, I had none. He deserved what had come to him and what is to come to him. It wasn't like I was the one asking for it. Aching, blue bruises covered the surface of my arms and my clothes were coated with dirt and muck. I glanced up towards the mirror. In the looking glass's reflection, I could see that my shoulder-length, platinum blonde hair was a rat's nest and I had cuts and lacerations all across my face. None of the cuts were deep enough to form scars fortunately enough. My greyish blue eyes stared back at me long and hard. Perplexed? I guess it all just happened so fast you would think it was just a daydream but it was more like a nightmare, a nightmare that happened to be my reality. I stripped my dark clothes and pumps off leaving them on the floor. I turned on the shower tap to a hot temperature. Water sprinkled down my face washing away all the evidence of my previous and present pain. I closed my eyes and could see the man following me in the dark alleyway.