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Concrete

LECTURES 513
Votes 47
Chapitres 13
Durée 47m

LECTURES 513
Votes 47
Chapitres 13
Durée 47m

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Waking up, not in a bed, but running, she remembers nothing. No memories of the past, no knowledge of where she is headed or where she came from. Not even knowing her name, but somehow, she knows that the two men chasing her are allies.

Who am I really? Should I stay the way I am now, or search for my lost memories? 
When I remember, will I be different?

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Lost Memories, écrit par TouchingDaylight

Run. Do not interact. Those were the words that went through her mind as she ran from the wreckage of the burning train. No one noticed her leave. She couldn't remember anything about herself: her age, her life. Not even her own name. She only had a partially burned Driver's license with her face and the first initial of her name. J. Run. Do not interact. She forgot why she heeded those words. She walks through the forests with only a stranger as a companion. She can't speak to anyone. Did she wish to go back though? She wasn't sure. Run. Do not interact. Now she remembers. The type of person she was. Will she keep running? She wasn't sure.

Whispers Beyond the Forest, écrit par NDeMeer

When Emily wakes up in a hospitalbed after a traffic accident, she can't remember anything from her life before that. Her friends and her dad tell her things, but nothing rings a bell. Then they tell her about the Others - a savage race of people living on the other side of the forest. People with strange, magical powers. As Emily discovers more and more about her old life, she also finds out that people close to her have been lying to her. Can she even trust her own past? Why does she have a photo of an Other boy hidden under her bed? She'll need her memory back to know the truth. Prequel to The Atrament series (Can be read separately). Cover by the fabulous @KatySantiago08.

𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 | [𝟏𝟖+], écrit par aivahkaur

𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. Book 1 in "Dark Fate" series. "They say you can't choose who you fall in love with, and he couldn't agree more. His sister's best friend had captured his heart, and he was consumed by his obsession for her and now, he knows he would never be able to let her go because she belongs with him." • ✧ • There's a kind of love that feels like sunlight - warm, gentle, safe. And then... there's his. It's not cruel. It's not loud. It's something far more dangerous - quiet, calculated, all-consuming. He was my best friend's brother. The man I was never supposed to notice. He watched from the shadows, memorizing me without ever needing a single word. I never really knew his name... but he knew everything about me. My fears. My patterns. My dreams. Even the parts I hadn't yet discovered myself. He's always been there, just a step behind-waiting, watching, wanting. And now, he's no longer waiting. He calls it love. I don't know what to call it, only that it pulls me in like gravity - unavoidable, inescapable. There's safety in his arms, yet danger in his silence. Gentleness in his touch, yet fire in his gaze. And somewhere in the tension between fear and longing, I find myself unraveling. Because the scariest part of being wanted like this... Is realizing you might want them back.

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐧, écrit par evaraarchives

#𝟐 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐜𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞 ✦ 𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𓂃⋆.˚ She was light-too blinding, too pure for a man like him. He was darkness-cursed, dangerous, and utterly obsessed. He was a man of power, feared and worshipped in the same breath, ruling over the world of shadows where morality was a myth and sin was the only language spoken. Love? That was for the weak. He didn't do love. He didn't believe in innocence. Until her. She was untouched by the darkness he thrived in-a vision of purity, a forbidden fruit he had no right to crave. But the devil had never been one to deny himself temptation. And she... she was his greatest one. She should have run. He told her to. Instead, she stayed, unaware that the moment she stepped into his world, she became his. His to ruin. His to cherish. His purest sin. And now, even if heaven came calling-he'd rather burn than let her go.

The German's Obsession, écrit par Amethyst_Moonn

Warning‼️This book contains abtruse topics such as Dark love, Abuse, Violence etc. You have been warned. "I thought after 3months of dealing with my anger, when I finally saw you again the desire to skin you alive and add your pretty skin to my collection would have died down." he said camly looking at me. His game on pause for a second. My heart dropped to my feet. My eyes were wandering between him and the items close to him as I blinked the tears away. "Sylas- please. You have to understand-" I felt more scared seeing as his attention was back on the board and not on me. Dying was an exceptional thing for me but death by Sylas I couldn't even begin to imagine. "Sprich nicht."(Don't speak.) His native tongue did something to me. I gulped being unable to look at his eyes even though they were on the chess board. "What did you think was going to happen Mäuschen?" he asked giving me his full attention. Every Fibre in my body wanted to run, my mind was screaming for me to run but I knew that wouldn't get me anywhere, it would just make him more excited. "Lay your hands on the table." he commanded moving the chess board further from him. I now wished he continued with his game. I didn't want all of his attention. I complied to his instruction with trembling hands knowing I had no choice. "Which finger did you use?" he asked casually grabbing the hammer and standing up causing a sob to wreck through me. I harshly bit into my bottom lip to stop the begging that was at the tip of my tongue, I knew he wouldn't listen, he only just wanted his answer but I had no control over my tears. .. She wishes she never met him, but wishes only come true in fairy tales.

His Sinful Infatuation, écrit par Laena_writes

Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️

Through the maze, écrit par kg77711

A girl wakes up in a maze with no memory of how she got there. she has been kidnaped by someone who only speaks to her with a computerized voice. Alone and afraid she has to survive every horrible thing the voice can concoct. Will she make it through the maze. (This is nothing like the maze runner. I actually wrote this before I even read that)

Run, écrit par prantikawrites

Highest Ranks - #76 SF | 31/8/17 #146 ADV | 1/1/18 10K Reads | June 19th, 2018 *BOOK ONE OF THE OPERATION EVOLUTIANS TRILOGY* She woke up knowing nothing. Not where she was or why she was there. She didn't know the reason behind the injuries and scars marking her skin or why she was found in the forest. Alone. With a bullet in her shoulder. All she knew was her name, Lauren. And his name; Spencer. The name without a face, a memory. Just that name. Lauren was in a hospital, that's what the blue-eyed woman told her. A place to help her recover, a place to heal. It was, until it wasn't. And now, she's on the run. ***** February 6, 2017 - August 4th, 2017 Unedited ***** © 2017 by Prantika Saha

His Dark Mercy , écrit par Amethyst_Moonn

WARNING‼️This book contains abstruse topics such as Dark Love, Abuse, Violence etc if you are not comfortable with the above please feel free to swipe past this book. "Please take me home" I no longer felt like going to work I didn't want my patient to see me devastated and terrified. After a few minutes we reached my apartment as I was about to get out he locked the doors I shivered feeling him turn towards me by now my eyes were glossy. I slowly turned to look at him the smell of blood was painted on him the tears rolled down my cheeks his thick thumb wiped them away my body was shaking I was terrified of this man when his skin made contact with mine my body tingled with a foreign emotion, I looked up at his eyes letting him touch me afraid he would kill me if I moved. "Goodnight my Queen" I shivered at the title he had given me, I was scared to the bone and I was not about to argue with him while he had a taste for blood the look in his eyes told me he still wanted more when he entered the car earlier on. He tenderly kissed my forehead lingering as my heart exploded I waited patiently and shut my eyes praying for him to remove his lips from my skin so I could go home. He finally did and when he unlocked the car doors I jumped out and hurried to my apartment not looking back at the devil in the car. I finally reached my apartment panting and shut the door sliding down my door crying hysterically, I could still feel his cold lips on me. What did I just witness tonight. What did I get myself into. I was scared of the future because I knew surely he would be back to check on his Queen. Highest Rankings #1 in Dark Romance. #1 in Possessive. #1 in Crazy. #1 in Dark Love. #1 in Psycho. © 2016 MCU, All rights reserved.

His Ruthless Temptation, écrit par Plumavenetta

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𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬�𝐢𝐨𝐧 | [𝟏𝟖+] cover

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Lost Memories

Run. Do not interact. Those were the words that went through her mind as she ran from the wreckage of the burning train. No one noticed her leave. She couldn't remember anything about herself: her age, her life. Not even her own name. She only had a partially burned Driver's license with her face and the first initial of her name. J. Run. Do not interact. She forgot why she heeded those words. She walks through the forests with only a stranger as a companion. She can't speak to anyone. Did she wish to go back though? She wasn't sure. Run. Do not interact. Now she remembers. The type of person she was. Will she keep running? She wasn't sure.