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The Love That Saved Me....

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Evageline has been abused her whole life but one night things get really serious and MIcheal just so happens to be there to stop it And Damon being there also makes it better. Just because Micheal saved dosent mean she chooses him but it dosent mean she chooses Damon either does it ? Read to find out.

"Get Down Now!" The man Said as he whipped me on the back, I screamed but I did as he said and got down on my hands and knees crying and begging for him to leave me alone.

 

"Please....please leave me alone....dont do this-"another whipped straight on my naked back.

 

"AHHH!"

 

****Three Hours Earlier****

 

The trailor was run down, rusty, old smelled of a sewerand the people who lived in it were the worst except poor little 15 years old Evangeline,The rednecks she had as parents,a mother who has slept with every man in the little town, A father who did nothing but drink , beat her and touched her in the most inappropriate ways, And the worst part is they arent even her real parents.

 

Evangeline was hidding away from her father as he swinged the door open so hard that it shook the whole house not that her mother wasnt already but this was an angrey slam.

 

I could here my mother's moans and screams, yelling 'Dominic!' . I knew that father would be more than upset with me for not stopping her or doing something about it. As i peeked through a little crack in the closet door i could see everything happening.

 

Father grabbed something from the little drawer and ran into the room were mother was in with the strange man.

 

Boom...

 

Boom...

 

 

Two shots for two people I sat there terrified,He's going to kill me now.....I thought as i was shaking in fear. Father knew exactly were i was and opened the closet door and grabbed me by the hair dragging me out in to the livingroom were i saw mother and the strange guy she brought home lying there bearly breathing they each had one bullet to the stomach.All Rights Reserved

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New town. New identity. Same crazy. I love it!!! (insert enthusiastic voice ) (cough, cough) Not!! I hate it. I hate having to to hide who I am. But to protect the civilians and my new home from being destroyed like my last ones, I have obey the leader's rule. No matter if I do disapprove. But all of that changes when I meet, more like bump into someone who's special. ... DOOR OPENS. "Naomi Satchel!" my mother yells as she comes blaring through the doors. "Yes?" I say as I still lie under the covers. My mother pulls my cover from my body and tosses it on the floor. I quickly sit up in my bed and glare at her. "Get your ass up now you have half an hour left before your first-period starts and you better not be late," she demands. "Mom, this isn't my school. This isn't my home. I don't want to go." I whine and beg my mother at the same time to let me stay home. What was I thinking? My mom has an image to uphold being this perfect mother who loves and cares about her little baby girl. We both know the truth. Until a few years ago, I never even knew she existed. She and my father both agreed to send me here because they couldn't stand the fact that I fell in love with a black boy. Although neither of them would ever admit, that's the only reason why I know of her. I don't want to attend a school where I'm going to have to forsake who I truly am just to fit into their liking. How can I explain that to my mom when she sees everything to be black and white.

Love never dies - Klaus Michaelson by 1mixedlady20

I could hear her heart race and her breath get heavy. When she looked up at me, I saw tears run down her red cheeks. She flipped over onto her back and crawl away from me. I stood over her and I laughed at her helpless state. "I know a thousand ways to hurt you without spilling a drop of your blood. So, you either come quietly or in pain. Your choice?" I heard her cry and watched her tears stain her face. I almost wish Nik was here to see her cry in fear, it is so entertaining. Suddenly, I felt something pierce through my chest. My eyes widened. I gasped out in pain. My hands went to my heart. I inhaled some air quickly. I felt myself grow weak like I was falling to the ground. I was surprised that I was on the floor. I looked down at my hands. They had turned gray. I felt lifeless. The veins in my body rose to the top of my skin while the gray covered everything. The last thought I had before the end was one name. Nik? _________________________________________________________ Dawn Gilbert has just lost her parents. While her sister, Elena gets a new boyfriend and her brother, turns to drugs, she sticks to what she knows best. Her art and best friend, Tyler. But when weird stuff starts happening with her art and Elena's boyfriend turns out to be a vampire, their world gets turned upside down. She now has to handle witches, doppelgangers, vampires, werewolves, and familiar faces that keep popping up in art. She has this feeling that there is something more going on in her, but she just doesn't know what.

Is it too late to say Sorry? - 1 ✓ by iambellissima_nishaz

"The fuck you are leaving me." He snapped and growled at his mate. She was calm as she was ever be regardless of his snapping. She sighed and turned around to leave without saying something to him because it was worthless. There was no point in talking and especially to him. He grabbed her arm before she put one step. "Where do you think you are going Ara?" He growled so loudly as everyone shuddered watching their interaction. She quickly remove his hand as anger rolling off of her in waves. "Don't. Touch. Me. So you think I will live here and watch you mate and breed that female." She snapped at him. "She meant nothing Ara." He said after a minute. She laughed, literally laughed but without any humor. "That's why you were fucking her in your office just a minutes before, don't you?" "It was a mistake." He tried to reason with her. "But in your case mistakes happened in more than one time. And they said mistakes happened only one time." She said sarcastically. "I don't need her. I need you." He said again desperately. "Lies. All lies coming from your mouth. I feel disgusted just by looking at you, let alone talking to you. And you said you need me? Ha. Very funny. You don't need me and I sure as hell don't need you. This female behind your back is more enough than me. Breed her, mark her or fuck her. I DON'T FUCKING CARE." "I am sorry. I am really fucking sorry." He said brokenly as kneeling on the ground. A small laugh escaped from her lips. "Isn't it too late for that mate?" And she left just like that while single tear rolled down her cheeks. He had made mistakes. Mistakes that will cost him everything. He knew he had lost her and this time completely. She was broken. Again. He did break her, repair her just to break her again leaving a broken shattered woman but strong willed. ---------------------------------------------------- The cruel, sadistic Rogue Alpha and his caring, lovable Witch mate. Will it be too late for him to say sorry?

His Wife by paynechristianson

NOTE: This is only a preview of my novel His Wife which is sold on Amazon in all formats. The link to the full novel and my other novels is in my bio. For years, Evangeline has been married to Joseph Vanderbilt who has always been the perfect depiction of a husband while she was his wonderful obedient wife who would give in to his control. Out in public, he'd always go around with a smile on his face and a loving arm around Evangeline. But behind closed doors, no one really knew how impossible it was for Evangeline to be his wife, not even Evangeline until it was too late. She didn't realize it was too late until she saw the dead body in her husband's trunk, and he confessed that his real name was Eugene. After that, Evangeline has been fighting for her survival every day while also trying to escape him. However, he's made it almost impossible by tying her to the bed every night and constantly keeping her by his side. He confessed that all the precautions were because he loved her and wanted to keep her in his life, but the more she tried to escape, the more he began to show his true colors and start abusing her. He'd tie her up for hours or beat her as he pleased and would even bring his family members into it. After a while, Evangeline realized that time was very limited when she discovered a secret cellar and a secret even darker inside it below their cozy home. After she discovered the hidden room, Eugene would start locking her in it for days at a time with the possibility of never letting her out again. It only gets worse when he and his cousin make threats to mutilate her if she ever tries to escape again, which only gives her one last chance to get out while she can and get it right.

Melancholy by ruani_writes

She hated them. They loved her with everything in them. The universe truly has a sick way of telling you it's there, doesn't it? From being kidnapped to being abused, that was all Arabella saw in life. It was all she ever knew. They tell you to keep fighting but sometimes you realize... you were just a child. Now she's built herself up using her pain as the next step to her strength. She's learnt how to strive forward even as her past haunts her mind crawling up her back every passing second. That is until the first 7 people who only ever brought her pain find their way back into her life. She has no way to let go of her past when they come right back to her. The world showed her no mercy in it's ways so why should she. ~~~ I let out a small sigh wanting more of this. I wanted to be held like this whenever I felt broken. Feel the way he puts me back together in his arms. It ate at my heart and I could have sworn I felt a feathery kiss on my head. It was as if he could hear my thoughts and was kissing them away for me. Slowly he lets one hand go, the other staying around me as he brings my chin up to him gently wiping my last tears as more fill my eyes. He sees this and his eyes look... crumbled. If you feel this way then why can't you choose me, Dominic. I shake my head from his hands wishing to step back but he pulls me back to him a pain filled groan leaving him. "Just one more minute. Please." His body shook and I brought him closer, feeling our pain become one. Our hurricanes of minds pull away even for the smallest time letting us stand together as one in each other's embrace. He was it for me. But I wasn't his.

Cry Me A River by StormeKeller

Valentine Martin woke up in the early morning, scrunching her nose as she heard unfamiliar moaning through the wall. She sat up, massaging her face to get the sleep away. Straining her ears, she heard it again. "Use your words slut. What do you want?" Valentine could hear the husky voice of River, making the woman shiver, even if there was a wall between them. "You." She heard Kenji whimper through the thin wall. It had Valentine feeling like a whole new level of freak She knew she wasn't supposed to hear them; that she shouldn't know this side of them. It was private. But the sounds they were making.. she couldn't help herself. She then heard something bonking against the wall, followed by a squeaky moan. Vibrations ran through the wall. Valentine's cheeks became warmer as she thought what was going on in the other room. Valentine, a woman who thought she was an ordinary orphan, left her boyfriend after suffering years of abuse. She rekindled with an old friend who she had a crush on in her college years. Just for him to turn out gay.. living with her old friend and his boyfriend, old feelings surely began to resurrect. just as the fact that she wasn't who she thought she was. And the people around her, either. This book contains triggering content. (For example, rape, abuse,Assault and gore.) If you can't handle it, please don't report this but rather search for another book xoxo HIGHEST RANKING #1 in black heroine HIGHEST RANKING #1 in creative writing HIGHEST RANKING #1 in MxMxF HIGHEST RANKING #2 in menageatrois

The unreachable mountain by Growened

"You're unbearable!" He kicks her with utter contempt. "Please tell me where I'm wrong, causing you discomfort was not my intention," she said crying, causing him to hit her against the ground again. "Do you think you can live with good intentions? Didn't you have all the time you wanted to change and learn? You still dare to ask for more!" He yells at her with hatred, he blamed her for being the one will cause a woman to be beaten; He didn't want to be that kind of man. However, what he lived with her caused him to bring out what he hated the most about himself from within. -Forget it love- said a woman who was next to her- it's not worth it- this dog was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to support her just like she did; however he managed so that he and she hated each other and thus be able to steal it. The woman on the floor does not know how much she was framed and harmed by her naivety, nor did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortunes. Because of that woman she did not stop suffering, wherever she went she suffered verbal or physical abuse and everything was orchestrated by this woman; she didn't know until she was about to faint. "Why?" She asked this unarmed woman without knowing why she hated him so much. She never did anything to hurt him. She just laughed viciously without answering him, she didn't have to waste her time with an insect; leaving La to die imprisoned in the house where she was kidnapped. "Answer me!" She got up from her bed screaming "Eh? This looks like my room; Did I reincarnate myself in the past?" She ran to the bathroom just to see that her assumption was correct. She thanked the heavens for this second chance by promising that she wouldn't be fooled a second time.

Run, Fight, Repeat by BellaGrace568

" I lunge forward at him hitting his groin with my knee then right between the eyes. As soon as I do, he crashes to the ground, out cold. I go for more, but a pair of arms snatch my waist lifting me up. I kick my legs and flail my arms to get closer but he is too strong. "Let go of me!" I demand. "Shut up." A low strong voice commands."Is he okay?" "He is fine." I grunt. Then the young adult wakes up, then scurries back away from me. "Sorry ma'- miss... " he says, making me angry again. I give him a cold stare. "I'm sorry." He repeats, standing to his feet. "Put. Me. Down." I demand again. With a huff he puts me down. I step forward with full intentions to punch him again but the man behind me takes my arm, holding me back. I jerk forward to get off his grip but he takes my other arm tightly. "Alright! I'm done! I'm done!" I huff in defeat. " This story follows Astrid, a 26 year old female who ran away from home 10 years ago. The only reason she has come back was to get away from the hole she dug her self into. She is running away from her problems again. Life before she ran away wasn't as nice as the public saw it- the sherif's family, happy, and loving. Behind the doors it was orders being barked left and right with no warning or break. Not wanted to deal with this anymore, Astrid ran. On her voyage out, she ran into some trouble that seemed all fine until it wasn't. She comes back home and everything is all fine and dandy until, "Unknown: You thought you could hide forever? I found you, and I can find your friend, Nicole. If you want her safe, you'll be at the ring in an hour." Since Astrid's leave, the town suddenly had a motorcycle gang that hangs around, not realling doing anything in particular, but the sherif doesn't trust them much. Damon being the head of the gang, keeps everything they do quiet. When these two meet up there is obious tention and immediate hatred. ***EDITING TWs: Controling dad, violence, abuse

Lilith. by CheerleadingLifeX

I, Alexander Stone, reject you..." he trailed off, he doesn't even know my name. " as my mate, my soul and the luna of this pack" as soon as those words were said I felt an excruciating pain in my whole entire body. It felt like someone was setting my body a light, whilst shredding my skin off my body and taking my limbs a part one by one. The pain however was something that I could deal with and he did not expect that because his smirk faltered when my eyes started glowing. I could feel my wolf howling in pain and in anger and she was beginning to surface even more. " Why" I managed to growl out, my voice was still my own which meant that I still had some control of the situation. " You're asking why? Just a year ago you was a feeble human, you're too weak for this. I don't want a weak mate, I need a strong mate, someone that can lead a pack not someone who doesn't even know what a pack is" His words were like daggers to my heart but the disrespect hurt me the most. He shouldn't disrespect me like that, he doesn't even know who I am. " Pathetic, scatter to your little freak family and stop polluting this area" I snapped me eyes away from my so called mate to the source of the voice. It was no other Emma MqQuay, the queen bee of the school and my mates toy. By the time she said those words I was very close to my wolf taking control and partially for what I did next was due to her.

The Middle - Volume Two ✔️ by jamiesquared2

#3 - Shocks 27/9/19 "Don't hold back." I whisper, and he brings his face up to look into my eyes. He looks conflicted, but the lust raging inside of him is enough to override the conflict. And in a split second, he snaps his hips forward and I feel my mouth fly open of its own accord. The air leaves my lungs, but I don't care. All I can feel is him, and it's all I want to feel. I tense, adjusting to the sudden feeling of fullness he's given me, and he pauses. He's completely bottomed out inside of me, but he isn't moving. "Fuck, Jamie. I don't wanna hurt you." He groans into my neck, and in response, I snap my own hips up into him, desperately trying to feel what he made me feel the last time we were in a situation like this. "I'm fine. Make me cum." I breathe, and it's enough. My words have the desired effect. He pulls back, before slamming himself back into me. It's hard, and it's fast, and it's exactly what I want. I feel myself clench around him on reflex as my body reacts to what he's doing to me. He groans from the sensation. "I won't last long if you keep that up." He says, before burying himself into me even harder still. "Either will I!" I yell as he continues fucking me. Hot, hard, wet and fast. The best sex I have ever participated in, no question. He slides his hands down so that he's gripping onto my butt cheeks, before elevating me slightly, creating an almost perfect angle while he pumps into me. Jesus! I never knew sex could be this good. I moan and curse and scream his name shamelessly, feeling the build growing stronger and stronger by the second. I'm gonna shatter. Fuck, I'm about to cum... *** The night of the NBU Halloween Dance was very dramatic for Jamie Hawkins, Noah Adams and all their friends... What will happen the morning after? The Middle Volume Two picks up where Volume One left off. Read my story "The Middle" before reading this one, or it will make absolutely zero eff-ing sense. [Complete Series, Volumes 1 - 4 out now]

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New town. New identity. Same crazy. I love it!!! (insert enthusiastic voice ) (cough, cough) Not!! I hate it. I hate having to to hide who I am. But to protect the civilians and my new home from being destroyed like my last ones, I have obey the leader's rule. No matter if I do disapprove. But all of that changes when I meet, more like bump into someone who's special. ... DOOR OPENS. "Naomi Satchel!" my mother yells as she comes blaring through the doors. "Yes?" I say as I still lie under the covers. My mother pulls my cover from my body and tosses it on the floor. I quickly sit up in my bed and glare at her. "Get your ass up now you have half an hour left before your first-period starts and you better not be late," she demands. "Mom, this isn't my school. This isn't my home. I don't want to go." I whine and beg my mother at the same time to let me stay home. What was I thinking? My mom has an image to uphold being this perfect mother who loves and cares about her little baby girl. We both know the truth. Until a few years ago, I never even knew she existed. She and my father both agreed to send me here because they couldn't stand the fact that I fell in love with a black boy. Although neither of them would ever admit, that's the only reason why I know of her. I don't want to attend a school where I'm going to have to forsake who I truly am just to fit into their liking. How can I explain that to my mom when she sees everything to be black and white.