Shackles around my heart (Book #2)

Shackles around my heart (Book #2)

  • WpView
    Reads 113
  • WpVote
    Votes 10
  • WpPart
    Parts 4
WpMetadataReadOngoing24m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, May 30, 2020
(Same characters, new adventures. If you havent read book #1 yet please read that one first before you venture into this one.) RaeAnna Sallow is now a broken teenager, with a lot of baggage. Her past comes back to haunt her everywhere she turns. After the trauma she has been dealt in her short life, she doesn't know how to deal with it, she has a lot of anger and pain bottled inside. After a devastating, heartbreaking revelation she will fall deeper into the abyss of darkness. She will face new unexpected twists that she will not see coming. Will she be able to deal with these new challenges or will she fall into a depression she can't dig herself out of? (Warning-mature content. Death, depression, abuse, mental illness, sickness, weapons, drugs)
All Rights Reserved
#951
mentalillness
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • (Book 1) - Our Perilous End - Emo Boy and Nerdy Girl Series
  • The Faith of a Mustard Seed
  • Just A Thought
  • What She Left Behind ✔️
  • Maybe
  • ROSES ✔️
  • 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄
  • Empty
  • Breaking In
  • The Survivors

(Book 1) (Emo Boy and Nerdy Girl Series) (WARNING: Crude humor, suicidal, and/or violent scenes in this story. If you do not like or feel uncomfortable with those types of things, then please do not read.) (PG-13) (Completed.) ---------------- I'm not normal. She's not normal. This ill-fated relationship isn't neither. Our relationship is filled with regrets. Way too many to count. Many from me. Drugs, alcohol, pain, and–...Love. It's a shame that I just had to ruin it too many times. I feel as if it's my fault that I'm now imprisoned in my little world of darkness– Forever. It was my choice. Possibly the worst one I've made in my unfortunate life. I could only imagine what her's was like though– What type of hell I put her through this whole time we were together. I miss being alive sometimes– With the sunlight's warmth shining against my skin, and myself breathing, my heart beating. I no longer function the way I did whenever I was alive. I'm just stuck here in this little world of mine I call home now. While yet, she's an angel floating in the skies, I'm just an apparition that nobody notices. I'm becoming a psychopath it seems like... I'm sick of this world. I want to see you again, my Princess. Let me tell you the tale of the used-to-be–... Us. From both of our perspectives.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines