the greek rebound
- Reads 159
- Votes 5
- Parts 4
" oh well" she sighed as she looked at the gravestone in
front of her, which says " Paris
Mentosan, 1980-2000, The man Broken by a woman " , and then she looked at
the grave beside paris
' Helen, 1980 - 2040 , The woman who had found happiness, yet it broke someone'
(BY:SWEET_HALO & BEATRICE_PRIOR38
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
![Viantrez Wife - "Intersex " [ English version ]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/390318059-256-k300253.jpg)
Viantrez Wife - "Intersex " [ English version ]
"Are you lying?" she says, her voice sharp. "Or do you have a mistress now?" I freeze. ...Is she serious right now? A bitter laugh escapes me - humorless and broken. My head tilts slightly, and I meet her gaze, my eyes already stinging. "And if I am... what's the problem?" I whisper, voice cracking at the edges. "You have an affair too, right? You have a boyfriend - your boyfriend - even though you're married to me." Her jaw tightens, but I don't stop. The dam has broken. "Do you really think that's fair, Peyl?" My voice is shaking now. "You can have someone else, but I can't? Is that it? It's okay for you, but not for me?" "You-" "You what?" I cut her off, my heart pounding in my chest. "I know you think I'm childish - immature - but Peyl, you're too much. You're really too much." My voice cracks again. My hands are trembling. I can't stop them. English version Smut slightly mature Plagiarism is a crime 🔪 Started : 2025/02 End :
Silent Cries |✔|
"What happened?" he asked sternly. She sat still and made sure her hood was covering her bruised cheek. He noticed her unease like no one else. "Nothing." She answered. He mentally noted the scratchy sound in her voice. He carefully walked towards her while shaking his head. "Who is hurting you?" WARNING: Adult content, strong language, violence, and a lot of sexual content. This story is graphic and may be too intense for some readers. I suggest readers 17 and older. Read at your own risk.Complete
Somebody's Girl
"At the point where most people can't think straight let alone remember their own names out of their drunken stupor..." "How come she can still clearly call out her name?" Why can't it be me? Why not me? "Every single time and without even meaning to..." "This woman..." "How can she still manage to be cruel in the state she is in?" How pathetic! "Even at times like this..." Why can't I? "I could not let her go." © All rights reservedComplete![[2] MOSKAL, the despicable ✓ [Editing]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/213891895-256-k206365.jpg)
[2] MOSKAL, the despicable ✓ [Editing]
[Book Two of The Phantom Saga] PG18+ Status: Completed [November 29, 2021]/Editing In Process "I'm fine" is an automatic response everyone is so used to saying when asked if they're okay. Even a dying person would lie in a hospital gurney and tell their loved one, "I'm fine," just before they're pushed into an Operation Room. A depressed high schooler will tell their friends and families, "I'm fine," up until the point of having life ending thoughts and bringing it to reality. The look in a framed convict's eyes as they're being lead away after a sentencing will tell their people, "I'm fine," although they were given life without parole. What if they had spoken up? Would the outcome be different? Maybe, maybe not. Who knows? Alessia Moskal wasn't dying, she wasn't suicidal and she wasn't framed. She wanted out of the life she was living and she managed to change that in a short span of time. It must have costed her something. However, that something didn't phase her. It was a simple transfer from one cage to the next. She didn't get her freedom, but at least she's not being dragged on a leash anymore. Right, Petro? "Katya Sharpe," he tuts, "I knew I should've searched harder for you..." Sitting on the window sill of his office, she smirks at his remark. The sun isn't as bright as it was before, falling behind a thick huddle of clouds, but the wind whisks through her loose, curly, strawberry blonde hair, lifting the light strands and cascading them over her shoulders. "Yes, you should've." She states, "Nevertheless, you still wouldn't have found me since having your blood on my hands is apparently my destiny." "You won't get away with this." "Yes," a smirk twitches at the left corner of her mouth as she flicks the safety off her pistol, dangling it in the light, "Yes I will." Warning: The WHOLE story MAY be triggersome. [SHORT CHAPTERS/NO FILLERS]Complete
Bird Shit
Poppie can't remember much from the night she met Harry, but there's proof she really did meet him and in the process of erasing it from her life forever, she gets shit on by a bird and slips in dog shit, the blow to her head making her remember everything and question her future.Complete
The Royal Tatvas
She was shivering as she held those papers.. Closing her eyes she thought once and signed on them and handed them to him. He had devilish yet satisfactory smirk on his face. " Welcome to hell... sweetheart"Complete
The unreachable mountain
"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.Complete
billionaire's love
Aimlessly, Donna was plodding sluggishly. The clock had hit the 4 am. She was in the search of peace and was wandering on countryside to find serenity. She wanted her mind to stay tranquil rather than filled by chaos. It was still dark. Moon was glinting. Everyone was in deep slumber but she was restless and plodding. It was the end of spring in Italy. She was at the EUR district. She looked at the beauty of that place. The trees of cherry blossoms bloomed already. But some splendid beauty of those blossoms still alive. She stirred and moved forward. A single blossom bloomed and landed on her cheek. She thumped it and looked. It was like blossoms wanted to say, "stay happy and enjoy the beauty of this world. Don't let anyone to invade your tranquil life. Let the thing dropped on their own." Again, a blossom landed on her nose. The blossoming started. She curved her lips into a smile. "Daughter, always remember that these cherry blossoms are the flower of birth, so delicate and fragile like a human existence. It cherishes and blooms the world and then disappears leaving behind their rare splendour beauty." She was reminding her mother's word when she was five, which made a gush of blood flow into her veins. --------------------------------------------------------- Date- 6 July, 2020, from today, I am going to edit my this book again as it is not upto mark for me and I want to do justice with my book!! Caution- i write the story when I was 16, so it may become cringe sometimes.Complete
"Are you lying?" she says, her voice sharp. "Or do you have a mistress now?" I freeze. ...Is she serious right now? A bitter laugh escapes me - humorless and broken. My head tilts slightly, and I meet her gaze, my eyes already stinging. "And if I am... what's the problem?" I whisper, voice cracking at the edges. "You have an affair too, right? You have a boyfriend - your boyfriend - even though you're married to me." Her jaw tightens, but I don't stop. The dam has broken. "Do you really think that's fair, Peyl?" My voice is shaking now. "You can have someone else, but I can't? Is that it? It's okay for you, but not for me?" "You-" "You what?" I cut her off, my heart pounding in my chest. "I know you think I'm childish - immature - but Peyl, you're too much. You're really too much." My voice cracks again. My hands are trembling. I can't stop them. English version Smut slightly mature Plagiarism is a crime 🔪 Started : 2025/02 End :
More detailsContent Guidelines