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eternal felicity | ziall a.u.|

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LECTURES 220
Votes 4
Parties 3
Durée 12m

MrZiallUniverse101

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I had always thought about how I would die. I had reason for the last few years- but if I hadn't, I would like to think someone might love me.

But right now, I am staring across a room, looking into the eyes of my attacker.

Sure, this is a nice way to go, alone and by myself. This is it, I'm ready, after years of torture and torment from the kids at school and mums' new husband. 

If I had never came to live in Bradford with my dad, Bobby, I wouldn't have met him.  But noatter how hard I try, I still couldn't take my choice back into consideration.

The attacker smiles at me as he lunges for me from his previous stature, to finally kill me. This is it.
I'm ready to die.Tous Droits Réservés

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His Abused Mate (Completed), écrit par KillUrslfOrGetKilled

"No one will ever love a worthless whore like you," my dad screamed at me. And I believed him, no one will ever love me. Im not pretty enough, and I'm too fat. I cleaned up the blood on the floor that the knife had caused. And went back to my room, or the cell that they gave me. I sat up against the wall and cried, I'm breaking. I'm dying, the doctor said so. I don't have a lot of time to live. I just feel bad for the next punching bag they have. Trigger warning: suggested by @poptart_playz10

His Dark Temptation, écrit par IridescentTryst

Part 1 of the Kings Series. Aiden brings me closer and wraps his hands around me, engulfing me in completely. He kisses my bandage on the forehead and I await a 'I'm sorry' but it never comes. He caresses my hair and rubs my back to comfort me. My eyes well up in tears but I control them from falling. I can't be weak. I don't want him to give that power. He takes my face in his hands and his eyes meet my eyes. A lone tear drops down but I stare into his eyes, not breaking the mask I've built around him. "I can be good to you. Only if you let me. If you keep disrespecting me and my decisions, what happened yesterday would be nothing in comparison to what I'm capable of. I let go hurting you yesterday. I wanted to make you bleed profusely and chain you to my bed for weeks until you came to your senses. Your friend's ear is still intact because you of what you told my parents afterwards. Don't test me, love. And don't test my patience. You decide your own fate and your fate is in my hands. Make a wise decision. I won't let go again." "Do you understand?" That lone tear got accompanied by many lone tears and now I was crying silently. He looked at me, just waiting for an answer. So I gave it. "Yes." "Yes, what?" "Yes, Aiden." He smiles. "Good girl." Mature Content.

Dangerous possession, écrit par logang17

Stella lives her life under the radar. When her parents died 6 years ago in an accident , she went under her older brother Nico's care. But what her parents taught her isn't gone, they taught her to be strong, fearless and to never back down to anyone. However, there is one man that makes her forget all about that. Dominic, Every time she sees or hears his voice it's like those lessons all just disappear. She doesn't know why, he's an ass. He's rude, misogynist , possessive, demanding, cold and to be honest a little scary But he could never know that, so she keeps the act going to protect herself. And from her brother's wrath. If he ever knew she liked one of his best friends, he'd kill her, and is friend too. But what happens when one night she finds out Dominic's secrets, and he brings her into the world that is his life. Will she stay his best friends little sister and continue their "hatred" toward each other. Or will the dominos come staggering down, when she becomes his dangerous possession ______________________________________ "We're in public" I screamed at him as people casually walk by he doesn't reply. "Wtf" I think to myself. Why is no one stopping him Snapping me out of my thoughts I feel cold metal surround my hands as he sits on top of me pinning me under him. I soon feel that same around my ankles and before I can protest I'm being thrown over his shoulder. We reach his truck and he places me on the ground in the back seat then climbs in himself. Putting one leg on each side of my body trapping me in place. I keep my head down refusing to look at him. The audacity this man has. I feel his eyes burning a hole in my head as his hand reaches and firmly tilts it to look up at him. Dominic : you have anything to say for yourself or are you finally going to just listen to me and do as your told No answer from me. Okay, guess we're this the hard way I hear him say as he starts undoing his belt No wait, fine fine. I'm sorry Dominic: too late

Eye for an eye , écrit par talesbyher__

|| Mature || Explicit Content || Forced relationship || Bdsm || Adult || Read at your own risk. Feminist please stay away. This story was ended long time ago, Now why are you here Samandar? What the fuck do you want? I yelled at him and hit my hands on the prison bars which stood between me and him. REVENGE!!! I want Revenge from you. Zaraar Zain. He growls. Take it!!! Take anything you want. My Home, My Company, My properties, My money. Take it!! Take anything. ANYTHING!!!! He laughed loudly seeing me in this helpless position. That's what he wants. Okay okayy. Fine. If you say so. I will. I want eye for an eye. I want Asmara. I want your wife. I wanted to fuck her until I get bored of her. I want to make her my Whore. The story which I left behind long ago, from which I was running was standing in front of me. This is my Karma. And this will weigh heavily not only on me but also on Asmara. What did Zaraar did to Samandar? Why Samandar wanted to take revenge from Zaraar? What will Asmara do when she will get to know about this? Stay tuned to know more. Love yaaa...❤️

Unintentional Passion , écrit par PlayNmyCurlz

Geovanni Have you ever gotten that feeling that somebody was watching you? And that person who was watching you wasn't normal. I have felt that way all of my life; but then again I felt as if I went missing nobody would even notice or care I was gone. I am 23 and just graduated from college. I was there an extra year because I had to take care of my family. I had to transfer back into the city and pick up the extra work because my mom died, and my dad became addicted to anything that would numb his pain. My little sister and brother would be lost without me here. But now I could care less. A cold breeze blew through my window waking me up from my thoughts. I looked over in the corner and saw that nothing was there. It was odd because I felt like someone well more like something was there. It had to be my imagination getting the best of me. I laid back in my bed and closed my eyes. Then all of a sudden I got the feeling I wasn't alone. But the really strange thing is that even if there was someone in here with me I felt safe. Jordan. I watched her as she slept. In fact I have been watching her since she was born. I have waited half a century to find that one person. I think I have finally settled on her. She was my choice. I know. After being in as many relationships as I have you know things. I felt my fangs tingle. Her blood smelled so sweet. Her heartbeat was steady and strong. I took my tongue and ran it across my fang. The temptation to indulge in her red liquid was far too strong. I let out a low growl and jumped out her window. I was ready for a hunt. "Did you see her Jordan?" "Yes, and tomorrow night you will turn her," "Why do I have to turn her?" "Ezra, you know once you turn them, they hate you," "I didn't hate pops," "You wanted to join though," "True, but first see if she wants to be turn before you jump to conclusions," I nodded my head, before me and Ezra took off to find some fresh blood for the night.

My Short Life, écrit par ari12502

I didn't think about how I would cease to live. I always just thought about family and being myself and just going on with life without a care in the world. I just wanted to spend the last moment I had with that special person in my life, but I guess that will never happen. I have always wanted an anniversary since I was a little girl, and now that I had a chance to get one, I couldn't show up. I want to escape from this prison I'm in, but to do that I have to go through a lot of adventures and ups and downs before I can get away.

Dark Desires Unveiled , écrit par Noonefr0

She never knew her life would be full of such horrors. She didn't know that falling in love is filled with so much pain and misery. She fell for his innocence but he was the devil in disguise. She tried to run only to get captured by him and to be taken back to that tiny place which is filled with her pain and screams. It is a nightmare He tortured me in every single way. I was petrified, I was living in the hope that someone would come and save me but, nobody did. He knew every single thing about me. "He knew my every.....weakness"

Unveiling The Vampire's Omega (Bound By Blood, Freed By Love), écrit par AlphaKelly

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Alice, écrit par Itskrissyy88

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A living THING, écrit par SBany89

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His Abused Mate (Completed)

"No one will ever love a worthless whore like you," my dad screamed at me. And I believed him, no one will ever love me. Im not pretty enough, and I'm too fat. I cleaned up the blood on the floor that the knife had caused. And went back to my room, or the cell that they gave me. I sat up against the wall and cried, I'm breaking. I'm dying, the doctor said so. I don't have a lot of time to live. I just feel bad for the next punching bag they have. Trigger warning: suggested by @poptart_playz10