Dream Boy (BoyxBoy)
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His pale skin, soft lips, black hair, dark green eyes, he was the definition of perfect. He was the boy sitting at the edge of the rusty bridge. His forest eyes piercing through my skull. His whispers pleading for help. Begging for my touch, for me.
"Help me" he breathed, tears threatening to spill.
I never anwsered his plea for life.
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A Gang of Our Own
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The Twist of Mate
Scarlet Montgomery lived her life as the pack slave. She was left Omega after her parents ditched her to become rogues. She is constantly tormented not only by the other pack members but by the Alpha himself. When she meets her mate on her eighteenth birthday, things take an unexpected turn that seem to leave her life in a downward spiral. She becomes more and more defeated with each awful instance sent her way. Will she be able to escape or will she be eaten alive by the wolves that she was thrown to? ************ Trigger warning! There is graphic content, abuse, violence, sexual violence, strong language...etc. If you can't handle any of those things, shy away from the book! Thank you ************ Excerpt: "You know, wouldn't it be fucked up if we were mates?" My face scrunched up, not only in disgust but worry about where he was going with his question. It would be the worst thing that I could imagine. There was a chance that if we were mates that he would lighten up and become the loving mate the moon goddess would have intended but that was a very slim chance. "Do you know what I would do if we were mates?" I shook my head; I didn't just mean it as I didn't know but I didn't want to know. He would probably reject me in the worst possible way he could think of. Or he would use the bond against me. I was already his slave but maybe there was something else that he could do that my innocent mind just couldn't conjure because I wasn't anything like him. I held my humanity close to me as if it would save me in the long run. I refused to be anything like my tormentors and I kept as true to myself as I could. He turned his body towards mine and I could see he was smirking at me but I got a bad feeling. "I would fuck you as hard as I possibly could and then I would kill you. You don't deserve to be a part of this pack but we need slaves just like any other. You truly disgust me and I hope that whoever your mate is rejects you. You're a sorry excuse for a she-wolf."Concluída
THE GAME (Completed)
The black fur, reddened with blood, and glowing green eyes that held nothing but anger and want, the bared yellow teeth inches from my face with small bits of flesh and fur stuck in between the back of the beast's jaw. He had me pinned against the harsh, cold forest floor, stones and twigs digging into my back beneath me, slightly cutting my clothing and some skin, all his weight resting on my shoulders and legs, pressing me infinitely deeper into the coarse ground, whilst I tried my best to use the strength I had left to hold him from my throat.Concluída
Playing His Games
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Todoroki stood on the bridge, the cool breeze brushed past him. As if he isn't even there. He looked down at the crashing waves, the air filled with salt. He took a deep breath, absorbing his surroundings for the last time. Lone in behold, a green haired boy was making his way down the bridge. Planning to do the same. To both of their surprise, the green haired boy did something that was life changing. He asked him to not jump.Concluída
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Captor's Forest
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Again that part of me was hoping... wishing I would see those green eyes that belonged to the boy who saved me, hurt me, and let me go. "Thank you for coming." I whispered to Five, who was now leaning over me, inches from my lips. "I wouldn't leave you Janessa, you that right?" He replied in a soft voice. I looked at him unconvined. "Not now, not ever." He continued Janessa has always felt like she wasn't loved and wanted, but then she met a boy. They fought, a lot. They threw more than insults to each other. But they had a bond, so entirely strong.
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