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"He who fears he will suffer, suffers because he fears."
life is a mysterious circumstance. quite the peculiar situation.
because you never know what's coming next. it's unpredictable. it fools you, disguises itself, in the form of everything wrong with this world.
and yet that's what's most beautiful about it. the fact that it is the most powerful being in the universe.
the fact that it still cares for us, nurtures us. all the crimes, all the weaknesses - its all just life's way of preparing us. of making us stronger, ready for the actual reality.
and once the illusion is thrown away, discarded onto the side, do we truly see life for what it is.
a curse. and yet the biggest blessing.
inspiration, music. melodies, words and lyrics. we can gather information, memories and stories from virtually anywhere.
and that's what had been done here.
all the ideas, stories, plots and characters have been all furiously typed out into this book; a place to organise the tangled up mess in her head.
please respect that
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𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄
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Caged By Him
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His Opponent
"𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬?" He rasps, voice low and sensual as he stares down at me. I look up at him, unable to keep the fear off my face. "Maybe?" I squeak. He sighs. "Guess I'm going to have to fuck them out of you, yeah?" Shivering, I take two steps back, creating space that he easily eats up. "That won't be necessary." He hums, considering my words before drawling, "Too bad, did you forget what I said earlier? I. Don't. Fucking. Care." Stepping in between my legs, he tilts my chin up, forcing me to look at him. "So many bad thoughts," he mutters. "Once I start with you, I won't stop until I finish, and you better pray to God and hope that I don't break you." "Too late for that, I'm already broken," I reply. He growls, hand flying to my throat. My back digs into the wall. "Lets start with that thought." .·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·. 𝐈𝐌𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐗 promised herself she wouldn't fall for him. Her thirteen-year-old self had refused to accept it, convinced she could never like him-let alone love him. After two years of hating him, fifteen-year-old Immy has bigger problems than a stupid golden-boy, or so she tells herself. 𝐊𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐋 𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐎 never wanted to hate her. One touch, and he was addicted-she became his inevitable downfall. Better to make her hate him now, before it was too late. How could he control himself when he never had any control to begin with? The moment he saw her, it was gone-vanished, irretrievable-and he never got it back. "𝐉𝐢𝐮 𝐣𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥-𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐢𝐭." 𝐓𝐖: 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐜 𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 + 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 (𝟏𝟒+)
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