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What happens when you've got a burning desire to serve God on one side, and on the other a rooted addiction holding you back? No one knows about the addiction, after all, and the only thing between you and taking off on that two-year Mormon missionary service are some paperwork and some interviews with the local church leadership--that and a few little white lies, right? Well, maybe not lies . . . not really. You figure that if you can just hold off on lifting those books from the gas station display spindle, or the magazines from work, or that second edition The Hobbit from your friend's place . . . . If you can just hold off until the interviews, and then a little bit longer until it's time to leave for the Missionary Training Center, well, then, shoot! It's all downhill from there, right? And no one needs to know! 

Eugene Cross, accidental victim of a special breed of self-justifying kleptomania, learns the hard way that this is not how it works. Righteous desires? Check. Good and supportive friends and church leaders? Check. The required courage to face down the addiction and effect a complete repentance? Hmm. Not so much. Not yet.All Rights Reserved

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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.

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?

The leaving 11 years on on going stopped up dating for a awhile by CarolOBrien1

The leaving. It was hard, tragic , painful, yet it had to be done, I needed to save my life. I didn't want to start again, this would be the story of finding myself, pulling myself back together, reuniting the happy go lucky youngster I had once been. The shock of leaving took more of a toll on me than I thought it would. I had asked two people to help me move out of the house I had shared with my partner for 8 years, we had been together 23 years in total. The move was done in total secrecy, my partner could never know in advance, it was a very scary time. I had moved various things out of the house and secured a rent on a property nearby. The house I picked was near the School the children went to, and my oldest lad was going to be near his best friend. My Mother told me of the property it was advertised on the web, we both went and had a look, even that was scary, I didn't want to be seen by anyone and became paranoid that I would be caught out. For many months I lived on a new kind of fear, the fear of someone finding out that I planned to leave my abusive partner, though of course no one knew my seemingly happy, funny, generous partner was abusive. Finding the house was one thing, getting the various companies to connect the house and exchanging the information of my current address so they could varify that I was, who I said I was almost drove me mad. The day came to leave, My Mother and a very dear Friend came round as early as possible, we packed as much as we could. This included taking the boys clothes, bedding, toys, stuff from the garden, my stuff. We had 3 cars the packing seem to take all day. By the end we had to get going to be able to unpack, leaving me time to pick up the boys from School and settle them in their new home. I couldn't do it at first,I started to cry then scream, to leave the world I had put so much of my life into, and now in a split second would be leaving was breaking my heart.

The Monster Amongst Us by urfunsizemami

When you're little you're surrounded by people that you're supposed to trust and feel safe with. The people God gave you are supposed to protect and nourish you, they're supposed to encourage positive growth, teach you right from wrong. So where along the lines, does an urge so sinister come into the mix? How are you taught to handle dealing with these types of situations, that most people don't have to face in their lifetime? How can anyone then stand by, defending these acts created against an innocent child? Feeling ostracized by every family member or person they have ever had to tell their truth to, some just to defend the monster? How can you then justify this? Love is love right? No matter the cost, right? How about falling in love with someone so manipulative, so deceitful, so evil and cruel, a cold hard liar. Claiming they are a child of God yet disguised as the Devil himself wreaking havoc, trauma and so much hurt and pain on innocent beings? It's time to face the judgement that lies ahead of all the evil they've committed. Here we dive into..... The Monsters Amongst Us.

Addicted【Zenix X Reader】[ Completed ] by Mariko_Akiyama

CONTENT CONTAINS : SELF HARM SUICIDAL THOUGHTS SUICIDE ATTEMPT MENTAL ILLNESS SEXUAL CONTENT DRUG USE ASSAULT ABUSE TORTURE VIOLENCE & STRONG LANGUAGE IF YOUR EASILY TRIGGERED OR UNCOMFORTABLE, DO NOT READ!! • " She told me the pills you were taking weren't for your brain injury " " They're aspirin " " I've finish my meds years ago. . . .I take these for the migraines and headaches " " Do you take it often? " " Not as often as last time, I reduced it after an overdose I had a few years ago " • My daddy issues gets worse every year, he always gets himself in trouble, like getting in debts, drugs, alcohols, while mom decided to take a step out of the house and never step in again. Our brothers and sisters couldn't live that life, we tried our best to pay off the debts. I got myself into trouble as well, which had me ended up behind bars. As for brothers and sisters, they can rest in piece. Years of self medicating doesn't work, not even therapy. One guy walk into my life and let's just say I'm more Addicted to him than my medications. What illness does this person have?, Who is this one guy?, How did this person ended up behind bars?, What was his intentions? Read this book to know. Credit : To a series called 'Shameless' [ Completed ] Started : 16th October 2020 Finished : 8th March 2021 [ Highest Ranking : #61 in Aphmau ] [ #3 in Zenix ] [ #1 in Zenix X Reader ] Disclaimers : I do not own ANY of the characters only the ideas, they belong to a youtuber called Aphmau, I don't own any of the songs either or the pictures, except Y/n, it belongs to you. There are a few characters that I OWN. My OC : Xelora Kiselyov Catherine Fox Ash Lee Mandrell Natalie Rosetta Mandrell Coraline Alycia Jones Mariko Akiyama

Journey to the Depth of my Soul ✓ by Saramitra_

❝you've been broken for long, come, let me heal you again❞ the darkest valleys of soul have been broken for long. let's burn our inner flames again, soaring so high, it makes the stars smile again. let the journey begin. bon voyage. ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦ a guide for general titles: ♥ → poetry ♣ → short story/one shot ✦ → letter/notes ➤ → shorter quotes/collection of quotes ➷ → ai-generated poetries [serves as a memoir, please skip] content warning for dark themes (most of them are implied and clearly mentioned beforehand) | Featured in "Poetry Collection" of @WattpadAnthologies | ❮ cover credits: a friend made it for me long ago back in 2018 ❯ ✦•······················•✦•······················•✦ highest ranking: #1 in microtale #3 in wordporn Thanks for stopping by, Saramitra

WAKE (Wattpad edition) by coffee-an-flowers

The powerful conclusion to the SCARS trilogy. Jon finally feels like he has a place where he can get a break from the weight of having to be Pastor Pete's good son. But the opioid pills he's using to manage his pain are changing his behavior in ways he won't be able to hide for much longer. It isn't even his biggest secret: no one knows the real Jon White, and he's terrified if the full truth of himself comes out it will cost both the love of his earthly dad and his heavenly Father. Cary has one last hurdle to leave years of childhood abuse behind him: the trial at which he has to testify against his abuser. But his decision to speak up has splintered the remains of his family and his former best friend seems bent on self-destructing. Cary's going to need everything he's learned along the way to snatch Jon off the ledge. It's never been more obvious the journey from walking wounded to wholeness isn't meant to be travelled alone. A novel about wearing our scars and owning our stories as fully loved children of God. Cover illustration by Teylor.AArt. Used with permission. Contains mature language, and subject matter related to addiction, self-harm, and suicide. All rights reserved. Created for Wattpad. If you are reading this work on another site, this work has been stolen and you are at risk of viruses and malware!

SIN by Literallyskyva

"Was it the kiss? Was it me?" "No!" He vociferates, throwing his hands up dramatically. "Yes! It's you!" He comes to stand in front of me again. "I don't know what you're doing to me" he shakes his head in defeat. "I've never had any girl make me want to break any promises. Not the ones that I made to myself, and especially not the ones that I made to God" Can you name one thing in this world that is more pleasurable than S I N? No? Well that's because we all love to SIN! ~~~~~~ THIS STORY CONTAINS different POV, it doesn't necessarily focus on JUST two main characters, but trust me, it is worth the read! RATING: Mature Audiences

His Little One (Book 1) by esthersteel_

~ 5k words per chapter. And I let it happen. I closed my eyes, turned my back, and gave in to the sunlight. And for the first time, I've experienced a sunburn. It was too good, too perfect. I hadn't noticed my own mind bleeding out in guilt, the burn covering me entirely until I fell to an ache. I let my false peace lull me into a deadly sleep, my skin too far gone for repair. ~ A bad relationship that was once so sweet has put Eos Dextral in a bad spot. She knows she wants to leave, find happiness in her photography, but when her demon is her boss, caretaker, and has a guard that keeps you in check there isn't much she can do. Or so she thinks. Theodore King, a bear shifter that's based in northern Canada. He's in America for business dealings but runs into her while she's eating her treat for being good, a strawberry donut. He wanted to take her then, give her the world, but she is dragged away then beaten for punishment. When Theodore finds where she works and offers her the chance to be a personal photographer for his company, it's an offer she can't refuse. Her saving grace, her personal angel, whatever he needs to be. And once she accepts the offer, he has much more to give to her. At least, as much as his little one will let him give while she's healing from the past she runs from. But for all its worth, what does a volcano God have to do with it? __ Completed, 122K words. Book 2 starting January 5th, 2023.

Burning Desires by XODanger

They were both so determined to have me. So relentless in their chase. I tried to tell the both of them I couldn't do it. I didn't date. I didn't have sex. I didn't do anything other than what was expected of me. But neither would listen and It was impossible to choose. Both were so completely different. Bleu was calamity. He was whom I craved when I needed quiet and serenity; when I needed to laugh and smile and let go of stress. Bleu was a warm sunset on the horizon of calm waters. An artist whom sought a muse. A free spirit who didn't realize his own potential to make the world a better place. Bleu gave me something I'd never known before. He gave me peace. He gave me a purity. Lucien was the complete opposite; he was tortured and traumatized and so familiar to me. When I needed the voices and the anxieties to disappear, when I needed to feel absolutely nothing but ecstasy, I knew I needed Lucien. He fed a part of me that had been awakened years ago. He fed my anger, my rage, and my fear until I had none left. He also needed someone who understood all that he was, and all that he needed. I had little knowledge of the dating world but they knew that already, and it didn't matter to them. So, I had to do what I had to do in order to protect myself; to keep myself in check and not let my emotions and feelings get too involved. I was only so strong and when two incredible, irresistible, successful men popped up and teased me, taunted me, and begged for me, what the hell was I to do but experience them both... have them both? To have them both and live the lie. Keeping my friends and family whom I'd once shared everything with- on the outside of my personal life. Two chance meetings. One massive lie. And two irresistible men. This would be the biggest challenge Elysia Lockwood had ever faced before.

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This is my truth

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.