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Control | Sal Vulcano

Leituras 18,749
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Capítulos 23
Tempo 1h 34m

Leituras 18,749
Votos 676
Capítulos 23
Tempo 1h 34m

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"I don't want you to ever leave my side. I don't want to be alone, having access to these pills and alcohol. Please..."

How do you cope after having a dark past? When someone so important comes into your life and turns it upside down, how do you open up about it? Diana was dealing with a death and after two years, Sal came into her life. He's someone she can relate to. Someone she can express her feelings with. But will her memories of the past be the enemies of the present?Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Memories to Burn a Broken Soul, de jaehleigh

It had been 10 years since Sal thought about him. A decade since he lost the love of his life so why was he suddenly dreaming of his late boyfriend? "If you keep rubbing your eyes like that, you're going to go blind." Sal hears a soft voice say behind him. He looks up as the stranger exits the bathroom, but he catches a glimpse of the side of his face. "Brian?" Sal gasps, reaching for the door to chase after the man. TW: death, mental illness, fire, funeral I do not own any of the Impractical Jokers.

L$D, de lostinthesauce

"Joey." Her voice sounded like a dream, something beautiful that wasn't of this world. This dirty, polluted world. He hated it. Nothing good came from being alive. Sometimes he just wanted to die, but no one would be able to handle another death. The loss of Steez fucked everyone up really badly, and even the thought of losing another so close to them... But nothing good came from being here. "You're in one of your moods again." She says, softly, moving closer to him on the bed. He had begged her to stay with him last night because he was hurt. He was emotionally unstable and she was the only person who could really put up with him. Because she often put up with Steez. She was the closest thing to Steez, so when he left, she broke apart and it took her two years to be put back together. Now she has to put him back together and he felt bad. He didn't want to be so dependent on her but he couldn't help it. She was the only connection to Steez he had left, and he needed that. Maybe that's why he loved her. Maybe it was because he could feel Steez in her.

𝓜𝓲𝓷𝓮, de theAkuhle

[THANTOPHOBIA] - the fear of losing someone you love - ### Everybody called her Jasmine but her real name was Diane - who hid behind her loud, enthusiastic character while Jasmine embodied it. Her eyes grew tired every night but nothing stopped her because it was all for her future. Her grip weakened as she fell onto the ground with blood pouring at the back of her head. She was alone. Helpless & weak. Her vision blurred but what she never forgot was the sound of a blade grazing against metal and that was the first time she met him. In a dark alley. She inhaled his scent - golden amber & vanilla whiskey. She knew he was hers when she buried her face into his neck that was warm & welcoming. The complete opposite of him - Isaak Johnson-Rivera. She found comfort in his embrace But it was all short-lived until they met again. She was a retired nurse who was now a wedding planner. And he was set to be a Don. After all of these years he was still hers and she was still his. Even though they burnt each until they were numb, he was still able to sweep her off her feet and leave her guessing. It was both of them against her family - Yulia Golov. The woman Isaak was set to marry. Little did he know the wedding planner was Diane and when he saw her again her gaze was different. Her aura had changed. She was cold, different, altruistic. The opposite of the person he knew from before. The hatred was evident as it poured out her sky blue eyes and he hated himself for it. But their love could overcome everything. Right?

Everything Hurts, de analiciapaloma

I knew what was coming later tonight, not only at home, but on the way there. I knew that reacting right now would just make it worse though. So I kept quiet and pretended that I was not dreading when I would be alone with the man that stood beside me, wondering when it became so normal to do so. Jason and Alicia have the perfect relationship from the outside looking in, but Alicia has kept her wounded spirit and body hidden well. After another one of Jason's violent rages that is impossible to hide, Alicia is finally able to get away from the abuse though. In the process of healing, she begins to relearn what trust, compassion, and safety are once again - that is, until Jason discovers her whereabouts. All Rights Reserved © Copyrights analiciapaloma 2014 © 2017 edits by Analicia Feliciano Book Cover Design by Analicia Feliciano (FIRST FOUR CHAPTERS *ORIGINAL AND UNEDITED* AVAILABLE HERE. PUBLISHED E-BOOK/PAPERBACK EDITION AVAILABLE ON AMAZON. LINK IN BIO.)

Altered, de LuellaOpal

Have you ever met someone who alters the course of your life? For good or for bad, they've come in, given and taken, and then- BOOM! Your life was never the same. There's always a change, an altering of reality. When you meet those people, the reality that you've known your whole life is suddenly gone and a new one has taken its place. When those moments happen, there's no going back. You can try to return to the way things were but nothing, and I mean nothing, can take you back to exactly how it was. That's what happened to us. I think that's why we're still trying so desperately to get back to some sort of normalcy. Four years later and we're still on the ground, crawling, in search of the happiness that was lost that June. Summers will never be the same. Midnight walks through my neighborhood will never be the same. Field parties with bonfires and loud music will never be the same. I still don't know why you left and what lead you to the decision you made. What I do know is that we're here. We're alive and we're pushing forward to the future. A future that you're not a part of. But in some ways, I'm glad you're not a part of it. I just wish it wasn't like this. *** TRIGGER WARNING*** SA, abuse, suicide, substance abuse, and mental illness. This is a complete story that is much like life; fast, full of surprises, and not always how we want it to be. This has been a project of mine for over three years. It was self-published on Amazon, but after some issues in publication, I decided to just upload it on here. I hope you fall in love with these characters like I have. The friends in this story are trying to make names for themselves, figure out who they are, who they can trust, how to love, and how to separate themselves from a restrictive community. As in any coming of age story, they will experience growing pains... but will they survive them before its too late? PLEASE READ THE TRIGGER WARNINGS.

Falling into U again, de AdrenalineAmour

He took the file and asked me to sit. I sat, and he started reading it. "Tell me about the venue, is it arranged", he asked. "Yes, it is, I have talked about it, you just need to approve. "Do you like him", he asked. "who!", I said. He: Tedom Me: Did I ask you if you like Sanaria ma'am, or not? He looked at me, he was trying to read my mind. He: Have you ever spoken straight? or it's normal behavior. Me: It's my normal behavior, I don't talk about personal things in a professional place. He: Then, we should go to some personal place to talk about personal things. He is still the same, he is as outspoken as earlier. The only thing he has lost is his memory, but his behavior is still same. "No, I didn't mean to say it that way", I said. ...... ...... ...... Pete was very close to my face, I was looking at him, with half-closed eyes, and moved too close to my face, I am not able to breathe, I can sense my breath on his upper lip, He has put one hand on my cheek, he is continually looking at me, his eyes is way more seductive than anything, his lips have met my lips. "Ms. Marrie!, could you please listen!", he said. I opened my eyes, it was a dream, Oh, such a horrible dream. I am locked, Ah!I just don't know what to do. He: Are You mad for real? How could you faint in such a condition? ......... A breakup sometimes does not end the relationship. Past does not always end in the Past, It's always fascinating and sometimes can make your heart flipper when your past came into your present, and going to affect your future. Love has its principles, every new love story came with different types of problems, but the common things are, misunderstanding, insecurity, and not being able to move on. Your heart never heals, it's just get used to it. This is the story of Marrie and Pete, who have separated what will happen when their paths will collide again, it's gonna be a sparkle, Just give it a read and enjoy.

Lifeless, de KittenNamedCheshire

When you're taken and locked away from your loved ones, when your life is jeopardized by someone with the capability to kill you with a single glance and when your only option out is to kill the one you care for most or let them go... How would you feel? Depressed, oppressed, consumed... maybe wondering what is there now to live for? What is that now undeniable, undescribable feeling. Lifeless

My boyfriend, Sal Vulcano , de HarringtonBaddie

Just another story about you becoming Sals new girlfriend with a horrible twist towards the end

Laughing into Love, de Darling_Dixon08

Melanie, a spit fire of an assistant for Sal is forced to face her feelings during a punishment with Q. Will the two be able to laugh their way into love? Find out in this Brian Quinn Fanfiction!

The Best Kept Secret!, de writersosa

They say what's in the past keep it in the past but I wanted to know all about my past. It was things that I didn't know and that I wanted and needed to know! But my life turned upside down when my past is exactly what I should have left alone. Now if you ask me how it all began, I don't exactly remember but I know it started when I moved in with my grandma who I haven't met in all my twenty years of living. I have been in and out of foster homes since I can remember, living with families I knew nothing about. Being the outcast and them constantly asking me what's wrong because I simply did not speak. The only thing that kept me sane was my good grades throughout school. I got the satisfaction of doing the one thing that people kept telling me over and over I couldn't do. I stayed to myself and graduated high school with honors, getting a full-ride scholarship to any college of my choice. Of course, by having this accomplishment, it didn't make it any easier for me between my foster families. To them, I became the girl who was better than them. But I didn't care because when I turned twenty I finally got to start making my own choices. This is where I wonder if the first choice I made was the right one. The first choice I made was to go live off-campus with my grandmother during my first semester in college. I ask myself how could I be so stupid? But you will see just how stupid I was. Or was I?

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Memories to Burn a Broken Soul

It had been 10 years since Sal thought about him. A decade since he lost the love of his life so why was he suddenly dreaming of his late boyfriend? "If you keep rubbing your eyes like that, you're going to go blind." Sal hears a soft voice say behind him. He looks up as the stranger exits the bathroom, but he catches a glimpse of the side of his face. "Brian?" Sal gasps, reaching for the door to chase after the man. TW: death, mental illness, fire, funeral I do not own any of the Impractical Jokers.