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The_One_You_Loved

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Time 4h 21m

The_One_You_Loved

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betrayal family friendship hope love mystery revenge romance secrets spies

My heart pounds into my ears. My shoulder screams in pain, with each slamming foot step. My lungs burn for air, but I know I can't stop. I can hear Skyler's ragged breaths beside me, as we run through the ally. Glancing to my right I see, Jake right beside me with his pistol in hand. Glancing down I see my own pistol in my hands, and my black boots shinning in the setting sun. Glancing back up, I bring the pistol closer to my chest in a effort to stop the pain in my shoulder. The gun bangs against the metal in my shoulder, making the pain explode more. The sniper bangs against my back, as I refocus back on what's in front of me.All Rights Reserved

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Unreal by theawkwardgiant

I apply pressure to the bullet hole. The pain nearly causes me to grow numb. Darren scoops me up into his arms as he tries to avoid sudden danger. His cautious movements are for my benefit. I gasp at the sudden pain. My heart pumps faster. Adrenaline kicking in. "Hold on, Autumn." I look up at his face. I never would've thought I'd actually care for him. Darren and I only teamed up because we were running from the same person. My father. When things quiet down around us, he lays me down on the ground. "Autumn, look at me. Please." The anguish is clear in his voice. I'm sure he feels the same way about me. The surprise of two strangers caring for one another. I look up at him with hooded eyes. He smiles weakly. "Hi." "Hey." I croak. He rips the bottom of my shirt and uses it to help apply pressure. It's soaked instantly. "I can't believe that son of a bitch--" He looks at me. "I can't believe he shot you." "He didn't shoot me." I try to sit up, flinching at the pull of my side. "The guard did. He didn't know who I was." Darren clenches his jaw. "You're losing a lot of blood." I force a laugh. "I guess it's a good thing that I'm a fighter." His eyebrows draw closer together. I wanted to say something to easy his concern, but words lodge in my throat, causing me to sputter. It feels like I'm choking. Desperately trying to catch my breath. "Autumn? Autumn!" I try to say his name among my coughing fits, but blackness grabs me with its cold merciless hands before I can get a word out... That moment when you have to learn to accept yourself, but you don't even know who you are. Your reality is shattered. And everything you thought was real, becomes the opposite. (Inspired by a dream)

Fighting for Love (COMPLETED)(EDITED) by leenalynn621

"Well just for that, I'll show you abuse." He says and before I could react, he punches me. Hard. I was pissed. Even though I haven't had ALL my training. I figured I should at least try SOMETHING. Before he could hit again, I pull my fist back and punch him straight in the jaw. I heard a snap so I think I broke it. He was taken off guard and I kick him in this side as hard as I could, remembering that I can kick really good apparently. I guess the guys were right because he fell over. I pulled my leg back ready to kick again when I saw a glimpse of something shiny reflect from his hand. I froze when I realized what it was. A gun. He had a fucking gun. ****** Brianne and her best friend Adam become VERY close until it all comes crashing down on her. Her neighbor Scott comes to her rescue until her childhood friend Jake moves into the other house next to hers. Everything seems to go in a down hill spiral from there. Brianne falls in love and is heart broke more than any teenage girl should. There will be love, hate and heartbreak, but who causes what? ****** ⚠️ warning ⚠️ Contains language, violence, and abuse ***** USED TO BE CALLED 'DON'T GO' ABD IS NOW 'FIGHTING FOR LOVE'

𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 by cleopatra-x

Book one of the temptation series AND ISN'T A STANDALONE ❦︎𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ❦︎ ❦︎𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧𝐞?❦︎ ❦︎𝐈𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫❦︎ We were 'hate' fucking. I hid my gun underneath the bed because I don't fully trust him. He is unpredictable. I moaned, not able to hold back the way that made me feel and as I slowly recovered from it, he spanked me one last time before he pulled out. He stood up, grabbed his scattered clothes all over the room as he pointed a finger " Don't forget that, this doesn't change anything between us " I lifted myself unable to move due to the ache between my legs. He instantly pinned my naked body to the wall, a hand cupping my throat with a tight grip whilst he placed the other beside the left side of my head on the wall. I gasped with shock."You are mine to fuck.My enemy and mine alone." He demanded with a husky voice. He put on his black shirt and I take the chance to tug him, our lips inches apart. "If I am yours, then you are mine" I mumble slowly. He smiled at himself, his dimples appearing.

Saved By a Stranger by BrittanyRose7

No one stopped to look. No one glanced in the alley I cried in. I was tired of this place, so tired of the endless days that stretched out before me. The emptiness in my heart was eating me alive, with no end in sight. My own darkness was swallowing me whole and leaving nothing alive. The tears froze on my bright red cheeks. I was tired of feeling so broken, but most of all I was tired of being so alone. I pulled out the cold heavy weapon from my coat and stared at it. "If someone would look this way," I thought, "If someone would just glance at me and see my pain. I won't do it." There was a man standing in front of me. After he removed the single bullet from my pistol, he handed it back to me, and left. I followed the man at a distance back to his apartment. He knew that I had followed him and waited at the door to let me in. For reasons I cannot explain I entered his tiny apartment. I fell asleep at the table playing with the bullet and woke up to my alarm the following morning. There was a pillow beneath my head, a blanket over my shoulders, and a note that read: "Dear Stranger..."

Aryan's Lethal Obsession by AnjaaniSadek

"Here," he threw the gun at me, which I had to catch with my two hands. "Kill him." The moment the words were out of his mouth, I dropped the gun in shock and took back steps. "I will let you go if you kill him," he was pointing towards John. "No," I whispered and again took a back step. "No?" The devil asked with disappointment, "Tsk-tsk, and here I thought you wanted to leave." "I can't," I stuttered. "Why?" "It's a sin," I whispered. A gasp escaped my throat when he stood so close to me that I could smell him and feel his hot breath on my face. Reading my intent to pull away, he wound his free arm around my waist and drew me near. "You said you want to go home, right?" a shudder passed through me when he murmured. "Killing is....a..sin," I pushed at his chest with all my might. I gasped when he turned me around abruptly, facing John. My heart palpitated when I felt his presence behind me, crossing all bounds of personal space. "What will happen if you sin?" My chain of thoughts broke when I heard him ask, leaning close to my ear. A ripple of shock passed through me, stunning me in the spot as soon as his callous palm ran over my stomach, pulling me deeper into his chest. "Please," I begged. "I will tell you what will happen if you sin," he leaned closer. "No, no, no," John thrashed in his place. A whimper left me when his hot breath hit my ear, "you burn in hell." Lost in my dread of his proximity or his touch, I failed to notice when he placed the gun in my hand, locked my fingers around it with his own, and raised it towards John. "And this is hell." Before I could stop him or pull my hand away, he pulled the trigger, followed by the gunshot. I clutch my eyes shut with a scream locked in my mouth. I was trying to save my father then; how did I end up becoming a sinner? I killed a man! "Boss." "She is mine." I didn't know who was talking to whom, but at that moment, I just wanted this all to be a dream.

Love and betrayal by blackcoldwind

She felt stinging pain in her back, she turned around in disbelief, expecting to see him pointing a gun but she saw him standing there with a shocked reaction too she focused behind him. Someone was standing with a gun pointed toward her, they shot again and the force of this bullet imbalanced her hurt, blood losing body, causing her to fall. Hey guys! Here is another story but this one is not a fanfiction, but I hope you like it. If you do, don't forget to vote for all the parts. Warning: • I use curse words openly. Without these '*'. So, if you are uncomfortable, I would recommend not to read. • This is all fiction, It has nothing to do with real life.

KILLED by firelordstorm

My best friend's body lies on the wooden floor, her head help up by the rope that is tied around her slender neck, which is secured to the ceiling. Blood still pools out of a wound in her abdomen, creating a vivid red puddle on the cedar planks. Sara's gray eyes are wide open and glazed over slightly, her light hair pulled into a messy side ponytail. When my brain fully registers these details, my hands drop away from my face, I turn on my heel, and then I burst into an adrenaline-filled sprint out the door. I take the steps two at a time, and when my feet hit the snow covered earth, I take off again, running and running as fast as I can, feeling not free, but full of unfamiliar fear. When I tear into the house, I find my mom sitting on the couch, staring at our Christmas tree with a soft smile on her face and a cup of coffee in her left hand, steam swirling up into the air in an intricate and beautiful pattern that only I can see. "Tess? Are you alright?" She's at my side the instant she sees my face, the coffee mug crashing to the floor and shattering to a million pieces, the shards representing my heart. "Call 911", I manage, my shoulders shaking. "Sara's dead." ------- Christmas was never supposed to start like this. My father wasn't supposed to come back, and my best friend shouldn't have been murdered. Now I'm wondering: What have I gotten myself into?

Tattoos Kisses & Scars by Blue_eyes1991

Every Story can be told differently, but that doesn't mean its the truth. This is Sara Edwards and trust me its the truth, filled with lies and betrayal, love and hate, lust and disgust, sacrifices and death. "Who do you think you are?!" I sneer at the hooded figure as he aims his gun at me, his arms shaking from the unneeded weight. His lips tilt up as he observes my immediate defensive stance, before speaking the words that fucked up my life for good. "Your end".

Dangerous secrets by OnaCrunchy

Blood, so much blood. The moss under his head is full of it. I look into his eyes. Cold. Empty. That can't be. No. He promised. I shake him and beg him to wake up, but he doesn't. He's just lying there and staring into the sky. He's so still. I feel streams of tears running down my cheeks. This isn't right. It can't be. My shaking hand searches his wrist. I try to feel his pulse. Nothing. I lie down next to him and close my eyes. I don't let go of wrist. I won't let him go. No. I won't. Never... °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° Everything changes for Olivia when she discovers that not only her boyfriend Eduard hides dangerous things, but also that her best friend Kyla isn't what she seems to be. °•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° #828 in VAMPIRESTORIES (23.03.17)

You V.S. Mafia by scaryberry123

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I apply pressure to the bullet hole. The pain nearly causes me to grow numb. Darren scoops me up into his arms as he tries to avoid sudden danger. His cautious movements are for my benefit. I gasp at the sudden pain. My heart pumps faster. Adrenaline kicking in. "Hold on, Autumn." I look up at his face. I never would've thought I'd actually care for him. Darren and I only teamed up because we were running from the same person. My father. When things quiet down around us, he lays me down on the ground. "Autumn, look at me. Please." The anguish is clear in his voice. I'm sure he feels the same way about me. The surprise of two strangers caring for one another. I look up at him with hooded eyes. He smiles weakly. "Hi." "Hey." I croak. He rips the bottom of my shirt and uses it to help apply pressure. It's soaked instantly. "I can't believe that son of a bitch--" He looks at me. "I can't believe he shot you." "He didn't shoot me." I try to sit up, flinching at the pull of my side. "The guard did. He didn't know who I was." Darren clenches his jaw. "You're losing a lot of blood." I force a laugh. "I guess it's a good thing that I'm a fighter." His eyebrows draw closer together. I wanted to say something to easy his concern, but words lodge in my throat, causing me to sputter. It feels like I'm choking. Desperately trying to catch my breath. "Autumn? Autumn!" I try to say his name among my coughing fits, but blackness grabs me with its cold merciless hands before I can get a word out... That moment when you have to learn to accept yourself, but you don't even know who you are. Your reality is shattered. And everything you thought was real, becomes the opposite. (Inspired by a dream)