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For me? Oh nah hell nah these are just the inner thoughts of my broken mentality. Enjoy my suffering. Oh, and join my commie cult, we perform sacri--I mean uhhh operations against thin mustache boi. Okay, we good? Good.All Rights Reserved

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Cruel Fairy Tale - Book 6: I Won't Cry by senpaichaeki

And now , I'm close to reality. Close enough to crush them one by one. They will not know that I am the only person behind all of their sufferings. I want them to get confused. I want them to look at me as an innocent man, who does not know anything about what they do, or what they we're planning to do. I want them to be clueless about what I'm doing , about what I am thinking. But I guarantee to those people,if someday they will know about me, about what I am doing ; I won't cry and I will never stop crushing them until they become ash in my eyes. For them I will have no mercy. I will remove their mask for everyone will see the truth in them.

❛ɪ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴋᴀᴄᴄʜᴀɴ❜ by Little0bsessions

[BOOK TWO OF THREE] "у-у'киσω ι-ι ℓσνє у-уσυ...я-яιgнт?" "∂σи'т ∂σ тнαт..." "я-яιgнт?" нє яєρєαтє∂, ωιтн мσяє υяgєи¢у. "у-уєѕ σf ¢συяѕє, вυт ∂σи'т fυ¢кιиg ∂σ тнαт....ιт'ѕ ℓιкє уσυ'яє ѕαуιиg gσσ∂вує, ωнι¢н уσυ нανє иσ иєє∂ тσ ∂σ." нє ѕмιℓє∂ ωєαкℓу. ℓιfтιиg нιѕ нαи∂ υρ ѕℓιgнтℓу, нιѕ fιиgєяѕ вяυѕнє∂ αgαιиѕт му ¢нєєк, иσ ∂συвт ѕтяєαкιиg му fα¢є ωιтн нιѕ вℓσσ∂. "ι-ι'м ѕ-ѕσ ѕ-ѕσяяу.....к-кα¢¢нαи," нє ¢συgнє∂, нιѕ fєαтυяєѕ тωιѕтιиg ιи ραιи αfтєя тнє ωσя∂ѕ ℓєfт нιѕ ℓιρѕ. нιѕ вσ∂у вє¢αмє ωєαк, нιѕ нαи∂ fαℓℓιиg вα¢к тσ нιѕ ѕι∂є αи∂ тнє gℓσω σf ℓιfє тнαт нιѕ єуєѕ σи¢є нα∂ ∂ιѕαρρєαяє∂ ιи αи ιиѕтαит. "иσ!" ι ѕ¢яєαмє∂, ¢ℓυт¢нιиg нιѕ ℓιfєℓєѕѕ вσ∂у ¢ℓσѕє тσ мє. му ωнσℓє ωσяℓ∂ ¢αмє ¢яαѕнιиg ∂σωи αяσυи∂ мє, αи∂ ѕυ∂∂єиℓу ιт вє¢αмє ѕσ нαя∂ тσ вяєαтнє. иσтнιиg єℓѕє ѕєємє∂ яєℓєναит αиумσяє. ρℓєαѕє ∂σи'т ℓєανє мє... ❝ι иєє∂ уσυ, ∂єкυ.❞ ᴋᴀᴛsᴜᴅᴇᴋᴜ/ʙᴀᴋᴜᴅᴇᴋᴜ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ➼ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴛᴡᴏ ⚠ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ⚠ : ᴛʜɪs ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ʜᴀs ᴀʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ ʀᴇғᴇʀʀᴇɴᴄᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ ʙᴏᴋᴜ ɴᴏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ (ᴍʏ ʜᴇʀᴏ ᴀᴄᴀᴅᴇᴍɪᴀ) ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀʏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀs. ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴀs ɪᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡ

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

~Book One Of The Sold To Series~ *UNEDITED* Sneak peek.......... "Yes, he's my son, please don't hurt him I'll do anything" he begged. Does my dad finally care about me? But why he gotta tell him I'm his son that now put me in more danger, dammit! "Anything?" the Greek god said once again scanning over my body before licking his lips. "Give me your son," he said smirking which causes his cute dimples to poke out dam- wait what did he say? "Mr. Dragon, Please anything but that" my dad pleaded. Of course, I love my dad and he loves me we just have a fucked up way of showing it but my dad would never give me to this sexy motherfucker. "I'll give you 2 million dollars," Mr. Dragon said I assume that's his surname since that's what my dad called him. "Really?" my dad asked is this dickhead bastard considering it, yes I finally said it and I don't regret it. I'm worth more than that considering I'm a virgin and have a big ass so it's gonna have to be more than that before I let that happen. "Sorry but-'' my dad was about to refuse the offer when he interrupted him with another offer. "4 Million dollars and considered all your debts paid," He said. My dad quickly got up and looked at me before looking back at Mr.Dragon. I know my father is not about to- "OK." my dad said. "Wait! Hold up Mister, I'm 18 which means I'm old enough to make my decision and my dad do not have a say in this!"I yelled. Causing all attention to myself which I quickly regretted. Mr. Dragon face lights up in amusement at what I just did. "Either that or you both die, simple," he says looking me in the eyes. Why are his eyes so damn intimidating?! *Sorry not really good at descriptions * WARNING!: MATURE LANGUAGE AND CONTENT!!!!! Voices- Rank #5 to Rank #3 to Rank #1 Sold-Rank #13 to Rank #7 Mxb- Rank #9 to Rank #4 Mpreg - Rank #2 Bought - Rank #2 Bxm - Rank #2 Anyway, hope you enjoy! :)

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The Rich Emo: Ouran High School Host Club by graciegreat

Loneliness. Depression. Broken. Scared. Devastated. Hopeless. Mournful. Disheartening. Bleak. Joyless. Somber. I have no one. Depression and Loneliness are the only things I feel. My family tries to make me happy, but I just put on a fake smile and cry about it in my room. They act like everything is alright, but everything is not. They KNOW I was devastated about Mom's murder. They KNOW I was heartbroken about Dad's sickness that eventually killed him. That's all I've thought about. Devastation and heartbroken. Just because of those two things. Never in my life I have been this devastating. Dayton, Hayden, Angel, or Monica know how to make me truly happy. Not even my own siblings know how to make me show a real smile. Suicide is all I can think about day to day and I've almost died because of that. DEPRESSION IS A REAL THING. NO ONE KNOWS HOW I FEEL EVERYDAY. NO ONE CAN JUDGE OTHERS ABOUT DEPRESSION OR EVEN MAKE JOKES ABOUT IT BECAUSE ITS A REAL THING. DEPRESSION HAS KILLED PEOPLE. EVERYONE IN MY LIFE JUDGES ME JUST BECAUSE I DON'T SMILE, LAUGH, HUG, OR DO ANYTHING NORMAL PEOPLE DO. I CUT MYSELF, I CRY, I YELL, I VENT, I PUSH PEOPLE OUT OF MY LIFE. Those are the things people are worried about me. "Go kill yourself and join your parents in hell." They say and I just shrug it off and find a private place to hide and cry it out. "I CAN'T DEAL WITH LIFE ANYMORE!!!!" I say and I use my sharp nails and cut myself then cry some more. A gun is buried within my arm for defense from my dad, but I use it in case I am tired of society. Then that's when I met the Host Club. They saw my sadness and made me a part of it to repay my debt for accidentally breaking a vase. I am now a Host for men to flatter them, but how can normal guys want me to be a Host when I wear lip earrings, eyeliner, chains, and have a gun in my arm? I'm the definition of Hell. Then he made me smile again, something that I thought I would never get back. Happiness.

The darkness in his eyes, the dangerous smell of alcohol in his breath, and his deathly grip keeping me bound to him made my heart pound in my chest and my body quiver beneath him. Shamefully, it wasn't anything that I wasn't used to, because...the things I let him do to me? When he was frustrated, annoyed, and angry at the world, I was here to be his pound of flesh. In return, he masked the void of my loneliness because for months, that was the transaction of our relationship. He'd pin me to the wall, bend me over the counter, pull my hair, slap me, choke me, and I enjoyed every second of it because in that moment, it finally felt good to be powerless. Irony is a funny thing. I enjoyed being in pain because it made me forget how much I was hurting. *** "I warned you, doll." His voice strikes a string of chills down the base of my spine, a reminder that all of the time in the world could pass, and he's still not letting go. This is where the good girl in me dies. "You're mine now," he whispers. *** My name is Mercy-Mercy Carter. I went to college. Got myself a useless Bachelor of Science in Mathematics degree. His name is Marcel-Marcello Saldívar. However, at the time, I didn't know that he, the heir to the Saldívar Mafia empire, was the man that I had blindly offered myself to. As smart as I am, I was stupid all the times when it actually mattered. After all, he did warn me that he was dangerous. I just didn't think he could be much worse than my thug of a brother. I was vulnerable-naive. My name is Mercy, and I belong to him. My name is Mercy, and I am The Mafia's Mercy. ⚠️ Content Advisory: This is a DARK Romance novel, in every sense of the word. It DOES contains DARK themes that may be triggering. Reader discretion is STRONGLY advised.

The demon of the Cold Valley by dwaja0808

Please be warned:This Tragedy is not for people who prefers escapisam. There are no happy endings here. This is a Tragedy. This is for those that are broken.This is for those that are shatterd. You have been warned. So, proceed at your own peril. Now..for those that stayed...welcome my dear brothers and sisters to the greatest tragedy of your life. They came for me, when i had let my guard down. Even though i had expected the empire of the monsters and its accursed emperor to come at me with everything they had. They came for me when i had least expected them too, in a way i had least predicted them too, using the methods and tactics that made them, and made him for who he is. See...Peace can do that too a man. Hope can do that too a man. Light can do that too a man. It can make you lower your guard down. Even though i had honed my fists and mind, i would and I should not have lowered my guard down. Because i had done so, the people i cherished the most-the men and women of the cold valley, suffered for my negligence and my incompetency. And worst of all my little brothers and sisters paid them, with their future and their innocence. By doing this they caused a bloody war. By taking from me they instigated a bloodshed. and either of them they should not have done. For they should have learnt from their mistake long ago, it was not mercy that made me give their, and his life back to him-it was anger. pure and fresh in very format and flavor. And the thing about any war, and the thing about any battle, is that the demons are always the one's to dominate. Because they are the incarnation of carnage and death. My name is of no importance. But the moniker, and the epithet called The Demon of the Cold Valley that i use is of the greatest of significance. So this is my tale. This is my tragedy. But most of all this is my conquest, and pursuit of justice.

✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧ When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely overprotective and never lets me out of his sight. Now that I'm somewhat on my own everything starts to change. When I finish high school and start attending New York University my life takes a turn, for better and for worse. They're back. ☆ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☆ Years ago we found our little angel. She just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was the light in our lives, until one day we lost her again. Thirteen years later and we still mourn the loss of our sweetheart, but we found her once, we will do it again. I am the head of the Russian mafia, or a professor at NYU depending who you ask. One day I raise my head to look around at the sea of students and my eyes lock on a familiar pair of ocean blue irises. ★ 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★ I'm a heartless killer and offer no apologies for it. As the head of the Russian mafia along with being the CEO to a multibillion dollar company, my life is nothing but darkness. During the day I'm an office man, at night my knife slashes through the necks of anyone I can get my hands on. Killing is my outlet, ever since I lost her. It helps me keep my anger in check. I've never stopped looking for her. We've come close multiple times, but each time came out unsuccessful. As I put a bullet in the head of my ex-guard, Alex comes rushing into the room, and the look on his face says it all. He found her. Start: July 4th End: ///

Cruel Fairy Tale - Book 6: I Won't Cry

And now , I'm close to reality. Close enough to crush them one by one. They will not know that I am the only person behind all of their sufferings. I want them to get confused. I want them to look at me as an innocent man, who does not know anything about what they do, or what they we're planning to do. I want them to be clueless about what I'm doing , about what I am thinking. But I guarantee to those people,if someday they will know about me, about what I am doing ; I won't cry and I will never stop crushing them until they become ash in my eyes. For them I will have no mercy. I will remove their mask for everyone will see the truth in them.

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