Isabella

Isabella

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Parts 2

Ongoing<5 mins

Last published Thu, Nov 10, 2022

drama murder mystery romance selfharm

I stood before her, the knife in my hand, blood oozing down my arm; splattered all over my dress. I couldn't believe what had just happened. It had been an accident. Hadn't it?

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Whats and Hows
My eyes betrayed me, drifting down to her boobs. Fuck. I had always wanted to touch them, feel their weight, and lose myself in the softness. She wore an armless gown, dangerously short, with a plunging V-neck that left very little to the imagination. Her boobs spilled generously, teasing me with their fullness. She noticed my gaze, caught me staring, and instead of pulling away, she bit her lips-her eyes daring me to act.DA
Alpha Ares [Complete]
11:59 pm "5" "4" "3" They chanted counting down to the moment Ares will meet his mate. "2" "1" Sparks erupted in my heart making me gasp and fall onto my knees in shock of the unfamiliar feeling. Everyone in the ballroom turn to me before gasping in shock. A loud Beastly roar is heard through the air making everyone go silent. "Oh Shit!" Steven exclaimed next to me, his brown eyes going huge at the sight in front of me I look up to see Ares, he jumps off the stage and runs at me, the crowd splits in half leaving me in the middle where he can get to me easier "Gee thanks guys" I glare at everyone He quickly but gently picks me up into his strong arms slamming his soft pink lips onto mine. Fireworks.Sparks.Tingles. It's as if all of the evil memories or thoughts of him were washed away as I kissed him more. Like as if I was brainwashed, in a trance that I couldn't break out of. It was addicting like a drug, I had to have more. Then I remember who he was. What he has done to innocent people. My mate is a monster. I pull away in shock not believing what I just have done. It felt like I murdered someone just by kissing Him. This is wrong. I hate it. But, I love it. He looked at me with shock and hurt expression on his face The Alpha Ares actually has feelings? "What did I--" He asked quickly but was cut off by me bolting into the crowd of people leaving Ares standing there In shock. • This is my first story so please don't roast me boy and the sequel is way better trust me. Just bare with me pls. |Copyright 2015 | All rights reserved to llaurenllove | This material shall not be be rewritten, published, or redistributed |
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INSIDE THEIR MINDS
I let my thoughts wander, anything to get my mind off of her. They glide down a winding river of past emotions, actions, conversations. Then the waters become choppy; rushing and rushing. They are out of control. I can't keep up. The horrible thoughts take over. My muscles stiffen. My hands ache. We are trapped in here. Why did this happen? How did this happen? Then the mother of all dreadful thoughts came into my mind, what if this was not an accident? Some of this is rewritten and you can find it under Inside Their Minds 2, but that is not finished yet.
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Conversations ✔
"You got in an accident." He began. "I know." Then he took her hand, "I may not be real. I hope I am but there is a good chance that I am not." And again, she sighed. "I know." A figment of her imagination, is what they call him. But what if he is real? These are piles of conversations that never happened. Except in the mind of a writer and eventually in that of a reader.
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Psychotic Bitch
He kissed the gun before aiming it at my head. Is this a tragic love story? Well, that depends, who's side are you on? (⚠️TW SELFHARM ⚠️)
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Bite marks
I struggled and lashed out at him hoping to cause some, any damage at all that might allow me to escape, instead his grip tightened and a whimper escaped without my consent. His touch burned, or at least I imagined it burning, sizzling my skin until it was burnt to a crisp. He clawed down the back of my dress, shredding the lace fabric to bits as if it was paper, it floated to the ground like confetti, I looked at it in disgust, as if it was celebrating my exposure. The cold air of the store room nipped at my bare back, contrasting between the burning fire his touch inflicted. I felt sick. He was now shoving himself closer to me until it was impossible for me to move. I could hardly even breath. I was seeing red and I couldn't even do anything. I felt so helpless. Tears welled up in my eyes and they threatened to spill. I shut them tight wishing I had just stayed at home. Suddenly the pressure released. I could breath. Once again I was shocked and didn't know what was happening until I opened my eyes and saw the rogue getting up and looking to my right. I hadn't even noticed the large figure standing protectively next to me and so I was staggering away from him too. Power radiated from him making me feel safe and scared at the same time.
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Annabella Snow: The Killer.
It's like the whole world stopped. Everyone just stood there, not moving or breathing. The lights faded out and my lungs ached. I couldn't breathe. No matter if I gasped, nothing would come. Everything was a blur. In that moment, I knew that I just pissed off the wrong person, and I was dying. "I love you, L-" I gasped out before the whole world started to work again. But I wasn't there, I was dead.
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Save Me
I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.
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A Single Glance
I saw her from across the bar. My bar. My city. Everything in that world belonged to me. She stood out from the crowd like she was looking for someone to blame for her pain. That night, I felt the depths of my mistakes. I felt my scars. With a single glance, I knew her touch would take it all away. I craved it more than anything. I knew she would be a tempting, beautiful mistake. One I would make again and again... even if it cost me everything.
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My Abusive Mate
Today's the day I'm supposed to find my mate. He was the most gorgeous guy with black hair and blue eyes that was the color of the ocean. He smiled at me and I smiled back. Extremely nervous, he came up to me and grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me into a nearby janitors closet. I didn't even have a chance to say anything because his lips were suddenly on mine. I slowly pushed him off me, feeling like we're going too fast. "Shouldn't we at least find out some stuff about each other?" I asked him. "Why? It's not like I care about you." Those words shattered my heart. "S-so you're going to reject me?" He thought for a moment. "No, I think I'll keep you as a sex toy." Before I could say anything else, he ripped off my shirt and bit down on my shoulder. Meet Lexi. A nobody. She hopes that once she finds her mate, he'll be sweet and kind. But once she found out who her actual mate was, was like a slap to the face for her. Meet Brad. He can only be described in one word: an *sshole. He plays around with girls and doesn't care about anyone but himself. Will Brad finally settle down to love Lexi? Will Lexi forever hate him for what he did? Read and find out .
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My eyes betrayed me, drifting down to her boobs. Fuck. I had always wanted to touch them, feel their weight, and lose myself in the softness. She wore an armless gown, dangerously short, with a plunging V-neck that left very little to the imagination. Her boobs spilled generously, teasing me with their fullness. She noticed my gaze, caught me staring, and instead of pulling away, she bit her lips-her eyes daring me to act.DA

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