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Dear Bianca

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Reads 57
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*i wrote this for one of the kindest, most beautiful person I know. I don't really write but I wanted to do this... For her I encourage you to read still (if you want) but keep in mind I'm not good at this and I wrote this for her enjoyment not mine. Thankyou :)*

Black. It was dark again, where was I? I couldn't see. It was hot, no, it was humid but warm still. I'm cold, am I sweating? Why am I wet. I'm so tired. Gently I reached out, I felt around with my hand, I felt grass, dirt. She wasn't here? Where was she? I screamed I didn't feel it, I think I heard it, I sound sore. Why wasn't she here! She said she wouldn't go! I can still feel her kiss on my forehead. She wasn't here. I'm so tired.All Rights Reserved

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Unwillingly Hers////Billie Eilish by chocolatey_love

How could a normal day turn out to be so not normal? "Hmm? What's my name princess?" Her eyes gleamed with mischief a smirk on her face. I scoffed, "Obviously asshole bitch." she frowns, "A little girl like you shouldn't be using those words princess." She quickly makes her way to me as i step back. Im pressed against the wall and look down only to have my chin gripped roughly. "Ill ask one more time, what is my name?" Tears well in my eyes as i stare into her ocean blue eyes that seemed to have darkened a lot. "M-mommy." "Good girl." !!!!!!! This story contains lesbian content, violence, sexual and explicit scenes, and kinks. If you are uncomfortable with this maybe this is not the book to read. However, if you're not uncomfortable then go ahead and read.

selfie || calum hood by thatsoraegan

caution: just letting you know, I wrote this years ago, so some things may not add up. I won't change them because most of you understand what I'm trying to say. please ignore any spelling/grammatical errors. enjoy reading! 'listen here red, we're gonna send each other a selfie a day, with a caption.' 'i don't know you.' 'yeah, i don't know you either, but that's how we'll get to know each other.' 'why me?' 'you seem interesting.' 'promise you're not weird?' 'promise. i'm the guy with the black hair and squishy face.' 'alright, i'll do it.' 'great. selfies start tomorrow. rules are: we can't know each others names or where each other live. can't wait to get started. (;'

surrender (Calum hood fan fic) #Wattys2016 by DJDZ_XO

Chelsea was just your ordinary girl. A good student, gets good grades, a sweet loving girl. There is only one problem behind her sweet loving smile... She's in pain. She gets constantly gets bullied by her childhood friend Calum Hood. He beats her, call her names, shoves her into walls and lockers, and makes her cut. She has no idea why he's doing this to her. When he goes to far she runs from the school and she gets onto a building roof and she was about to jump till she feels two strong arms stop her and she looks at the person and it's calum. will he stop his actions knowing what he did to her caused her this much pain? will she forgive him? will they both fall in love along their journey? or will they both fall apart?

I Heart You Brother!!! <3 by skippyNot

-Azalea- "Ohh... There he is! Azalea, meet your brother, Calum!" I followed Glenda's hand that is now pointing to a man standing at the entrance way of the dining room. He's wearing a NASA shirt and a pair of jeans with a hole at his knees. "Shit! CALUM-FUCKING-HOOD IS MY BROTHER?!" I try to manage not to shout but I cant help it. Calum Hood is my brother?! It's no big deal. It's BIG, BIG DEAL! "No fucking, sweetie. Just Calum Hood." Glenda corrected that made her chuckle ablittle bit. Knowing that I have to move here in Australia really excites the hell ofbme but knowing that Calum Hood is my brother really freaks me out. "Ohh, hi. I'm Calum, so you're the long lost daughter huh?" he extend his hands to shake mine but I didn't move. I can't move. Deym. Oh God. Maybe he thinks that I'm a weirdo. Come on, Azalea you've been waiting for this. Well not in a situation like this but still...you need to say a word except 'fuck'. "Can I touch you?" I said still in my shocked state. But then he nodded. I know I'm weird. But at least it's way better than cussing. And as my fingers touched him, I knew it. It's real. He's real. Calum Hood is in front of me and he's my brother. Well adopted brother but still he's my brother... unfortunately.

The Trouble with Trust [COMPLETED] by AlleyandMisha

I'm about to tell you a story about a girl. A normal girl. A girl that had no cares in the world, until her trust for it was stripped away. When you read her story, you'll find yourself trusting her, loving her, rooting for her. But you see, not everyone gets to trust the world. Not everyone has a happy ending. --- Halfway through the kiss however, his attitude changed; instead of being a loving embrace, it became a fierce trap. His grip on her waist tightened, trapped her where she was instead of simply holding her where he wanted her. The hand in her hair grabbed a section of it, enforcing his demand for her not to go anywhere. Before she knew what was happening, he left go of her hair, and pushed her to the ground. She gasped, suddenly able to breathe. He stood up and walked over to her. He placed a soft hand on her cheek, just like he used to when he was telling her how special she was to him. None of the emotion was there this time however, all she could feel radiating from his was rage. "You shouldn't have run off, babe," he said bitterly. "I was about to show you how much I loved you. Instead, I now have to show you what happens when you anger me." --- The men regarded her, before she was shoved to the ground and one produced a whip. There, laying broken on the floor, as the other girls watched, she was whipped. Slowly, she felt her skin breaking in time with her heart and her will.

Sophisticated Ride by BethSerafina

Camila: I am so done with gorgeous men, I fell for one a long time ago and paid with my heart. I thought he loved me until I figured he couldn't stand my body and I was just a free place to live. I don't have time for games, I need to stay focused. Dante: I come from a family of means, but, I am just a regular man, I work 9 to 5. I actually enjoy working with all the "little people" I feel respected with them. I have recently woken up from a long sleep, I didn't even know a person could break your control the way she did it to me. She refuses to take my shit, and I love her all the more for it. -and when I inhaled again, I could smell HER, fuck, something citrusy and sweet. Delicious, I wondered if her lips would taste as good as she smelled. Her full peach colored lips beckoned me for a sampling. My mouth began to water. I looked back up to her eyes and time seemed to stand still, holy shit! That actually happens?! and as I gazed into her eyes, I felt something shift, I felt like my soul was on full display for her to unravel. And in her eyes, I saw a story, a story I very much would like to know about. Her eyes were like dark pools of chocolate coaxing me to take a dive. And I very much wanted to take the plunge and drown in them. She started to lean closer to me but stopped when I opened my stupid mouth said the last thought I'd had, "Impressive, did your man teach you how to work on his car?" Obviously, it was not what she waited for me to say at that moment and whatever connection had began was just as quickly DISconnected , because she gave me, what I'm assuming was supposed to be a death glare, but really she just managed to look cute with her little nose scrunched up. "Ex-cuse me!?" she almost yelled, she looked hurt. Oh damn, "What?" Shit, I had been drooling so much over her scent that my mouth didn't process the words through my brain before releasing.

Drawing Love by theSECONDdelay

Calum...I had tragedy in my life for a long time. I was heartbroken and abused. Then I spent one day with a famous stranger and he changed everything. I used to draw scenes I saw that brought me back to memories of life. But after I met him, I learned what it meant to live, love and make art out of life again. Rose...I used to be so unsure of myself. I was never quick to open up and show my real self. I was ashamed of my real self and afraid of rejection. But then I spent one day with her and she changed everything. I felt like showing my real self right away for the first time in a long time and she reminded me how to be happy with me. ***** Just a warning this is a story from when I was just a little innocent tweeny-bopper - the whole thing is just cheesy fluff sooooooo don't read if you actually want i real nice story LOLLLL

Broken Promise////Billie Eilish by chocolatey_love

"But you said! you told me you love me!" I yelled at her tears streaming down my face. She looks at me and shrugs smiling, "I didn't mean it. I was just playing around. Wanted to know what it was like. And you know I love him." "You wrote it! 'If I love you was a promise would you break it if your honest' it was a promise! you can't break a promise!" I sob out clenching the end of my shirt tightly. "How old are you? Fucking 10? Promises are made to be broken. At least I'm being true to staying honest. Wake up y/n, this is reality. I'm not even gay! I was just curious." She says rolling her eyes. "So you chose me to play with? To hurt? You think my feelings aren't valid just because I'm a lesbian? So you play with my feelings! You're just a selfish bitch! I fucking hate you Billie!" I yell unable to control my emotions anymore. "Okay? Well if that was it, I'm leaving. Brandon's waiting for me in the car." She says with a laugh. I look up to met her ocean eyes filled with amusement and accomplishment. I look at her with disgust and walk away. Away from her, hopefully forever.

All The Queen's Monsters (The Queen's Slave, Book 3) by herlittlenightmare

Everything was gone. I sobbed, my clothes ripped and I was bleeding, but it didn't matter. I had to get to her, to them. Had to find- Struggling to stand, I grasped my side, biting back the scream that wanted to escape. I looked down at my hands and red coated them, blurring together until I couldn't see anything anymore. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing my panicked breathing to slow, until I felt in control of myself again. It had been so long, I thought as I turned my peeling and dry face to the sun, my fingers shaking as I struggled to make sense of them. For so long, I'd been a wolf, cursed. All that I was, or could've been had been reduced to nothing but an animal driven by instinct, bloodlust, thousands of lives met their ends at the edges of my razor sharp claws. I had no idea where I was, how much time had passed. My fingers touched something hard in the sand, and a jolt of information went through me as Queen Azalea's sword, gleamed as I pulled it free. My heart started to pound as sun glinted off of the blade, reflecting back at me. I nearly dropped the metal when I saw myself. I took a second look and saw white hair, caked with dirt, and yellow eyes, blue veins sparking in their depths. All at once, I remembered who I was. I remembered why I was here, how much time had passed. I am Azalea Marie Albescu, The Queen Alpha. A false queen sits on my throne, controls what's mine. I would have to make my way back to my pack, my family, and my home, if still there. I would rise again, as I had before, and reclaim what belongs to me. DISCLAIMER: AS WITH MANY OF MY STORIES, I DO IMPLICATE SITUATIONS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT/ABUSE. Not in any way do I intend to glamorize this behavior, I write about these delicate and painful situations because I myself relate to them and will always fight for survivors, including myself. Thank you for your understanding and if you are in any way uncomfortable reading these stories, I encourage you to look elsewhere.

My boss, Mrs.Eilish || ✔️ by completelymispelled

"Now, Y/N, how am I supposed to trust you with my paperwork now?" She says. She rubs her finger up and down my arm, teasing me. It sends shivers down my spine. Im left speechless and almost unable to breath. "Should I trust you with this job?" She is now looking at me dead in my eyes while still rubbing her finger down my arm. "Yes..." "Yes what?" "Yes, Mrs.Eilish." ------------------------------ •A few chapters in this story has mature content. •This story involves: Kissing, stabbing, abuse, romance, gay sex, cheating, inappropriate language, and verbal abuse. •THIS STORY IS NOT MEANT TO SEXUALIZE BILLI EILISH! THIS STORY WAS SIMPLY MADE JUST FOR FUN AND NOT HARM! •Please be sure to vote for this story and follow me! ------------------------------ COMPLETED ✔️ ------------ #1 in Bil #1 in Billie #1 in Empire State Building

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How could a normal day turn out to be so not normal? "Hmm? What's my name princess?" Her eyes gleamed with mischief a smirk on her face. I scoffed, "Obviously asshole bitch." she frowns, "A little girl like you shouldn't be using those words princess." She quickly makes her way to me as i step back. Im pressed against the wall and look down only to have my chin gripped roughly. "Ill ask one more time, what is my name?" Tears well in my eyes as i stare into her ocean blue eyes that seemed to have darkened a lot. "M-mommy." "Good girl." !!!!!!! This story contains lesbian content, violence, sexual and explicit scenes, and kinks. If you are uncomfortable with this maybe this is not the book to read. However, if you're not uncomfortable then go ahead and read.