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ANARCHY

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Parts 13
Time 1h 12m

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I have always wondered,what does it take to be human? to be entitled to call oneself human,more importantly what is human??.I like to consider myself an optimist but truth is I'm more of a pessimist yet I've always had this carnal desire in my heart to be optimistic cause that's what makes someone  "good" or so I've heard,I've been told conspiracies against pessimism and that kind of got to make insecure with myself more than I'd like to admit but oh well,I can't change myself overnight ,as we all know change takes time to take place that is if its possible my lovelies.Now this is the story of my journey in identifying myself as I'd like to  call it and not everything is all sunshine and rainbows my sweets,life is bittersweet and so is my sense of self and judgement.All Rights Reserved

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Servant Pet by Lolipops2marsh

"Hey! I don't want to go back! I tap out. Turn my soul into particles. I refuse!" I was unwilling. I had goals before all of this. I was once naive until everything changed. Nonsense! "Host, there's no need for drama. Accept your fate." I reached for anything-air, darkness, anything! The struggle felt so real. The terror and horror of returning to that place overwhelmed me. I loved them, yes, but not enough to endure that suffering again. I am a flower. A fragile flower. What they did to me was- "I don't want to go! I refuse to comply." "Host, do you want her to have them?" The system's cold voice whispered. Startled, I released my grip on the darkness, allowing my soul to be drawn away. "Your decision was wise, but as punishment, two more males will be added. Their last lives served well; it's a pity they'll be taken by another." The voice continued, but the host was unaware. She would discover the truth upon her arrival. To add intrigue, the latter parts were erased, allowing her to accept them without fear. The system smirked knowingly. This is my second life. I am still utterly confused about how I ended up in this situation. A choker made from my own tears. The man I thought was my big foster brother turned out to be-non-human. And me? I am human; I think I am. I sit in his lap, curled into a ball of loss. I feel so lost; I just don't understand. I claimed them, and then the world ended. It's enough that it ended. But why did they become powerful shifters while I mutated into a dud? I'm so confused that I want to cry, but I can't; I don't want their 'care.'

Love Beneath The Moon by IncredibleSmile0

Aurora, a fierce Iceborn from the wild lands of Coldlands, crosses into the rival nation of Vistartion, hoping to end generations of conflict. Disguised as an orphan, she finds herself drawn to Mark, a quiet boy with secrets of his own. As tensions rise between their nations, their connection grows into a forbidden love. But when betrayal shatters their fragile peace, they must confront ancient prophecies and buried truths that link their pasts in ways they never expected. Can love survive a war fueled by vengeance, or will they be forced to choose between their people and each other?

Abused by One Alpha Mate, Lied to by Another Alpha Mate by HoplessRomantic14

"You are mine and belong to no one else" he sneered in my face "You're wrong" I mumbled turning my head away "You are my toy and I use you when I want" he smirked "But you-I-I'm your mate! You're supposed to love me and care for me not fuck around with other girls and have me whenever you want!" I screamed. His smirk fell and was replaced by a scowl. He lifted his hand and I flinched back awaiting the slap. But all I heard was a growl and a grunt of pain. I opened my eyes and there he was. The man I felt an indescribable connection to. It wasn't until he turned to me, his golden eyes meeting my teal ones that I realised what connection I held with him. Mate! My wolf howled Another one!? I thought to myself, gasping Serenity Harper is a werewolf, but she's not just any werewolf. She's the mate to the alpha of the second strongest pack in the world. She's an extremely rare silver wolf and she's super kind. But her life isn't perfect. It's far from it actually. Her pack hates her and has ever since the death of her whole family believing she is the cause towards it. Her own mate refuses to announce that she is his mate and even went through the trouble of ordering her to keep her mouth shut about it! But that's not even the worst of it. Her mate abuses and rapes her repeatedly. You would think after all her suffering she would crack and kill herself... and she was going to... until she meets the mysterious Xander. He's alpha to the strongest pack in the world and a good natured leader. What is the connection Serenity feels between the two. Its that of a mate bond only slightly stronger. So what happens when everything she ever knew was a lie and she finds love elsewhere. But not far after love do you find betrayals... {SEQUEL: The Beautiful Killer}

Human Status by DanickaCastro

I live in a world where I am nameless. I live in a world where I do not matter except or unless I am owned by someone. I do not have rights, freedoms, joys, wishes, or aspirations. I am property. I was born and raised to belong to someone that will one day take me away like the fairy tale stories that I listened to everyday in the house I live in. I prayed every night that a handsome prince would come and take me to live in his castle just like in the books. I prayed that I would be a princess and have a kingdom just like in the books. But I was never told that the books were all lies. I was never told the true reason why I was a well sought after commodity. I was never told that I am not the only one like me. When I found out it was too late to save myself. To think and in less than 4 days I will be taken away from my current home and be in a home of my own. I sat on the simple wooden bed hoping that my owner was nice and kind. I hated to think about some of the stories that I heard about the other girls like me. I hated thinking about being exterminated because I made my owner unhappy. I thought to myself that I would try real hard to keep him happy. I remember the covenant of rules that would keep me and my owner happy. I would need to follow five rules. 1. Always obey my owner. 2. Always be available to my owner. 3. Never talk back. 4. Always agree with my owner. 5. I am not human so I cannot do human things. I wondered how pretty human women were. I was so nervous about my departure I nearly refused to leave my room. I could leave if there wasn’t anything wrong with me physically. I remember the den mother telling me not to do anything that would cause a refund or else I would be exterminated upon refund. My new owner had thirty days to return me. If he returned me and no one else was interested I would be exterminated. I would be killed because it would be thought that I was defective and no one would want a defective product.

Soulbound (Bound by Desire #1) by LilaRosa34

What did they mean? I knew who I was, didn't I? I was Rosalia Mallory, a girl left on the doorstep of our town's foster agency to find a new home. From there I went through three homes before at the age of 16 instead of having to live in the group home I secured enough money to, along with the money the foster carers were given for me, to buy an apartment building. Alongside a job bartending and waitressing I had enough money to attend college and am currently studying Religion and Mythology, Creative writing and Art. Just a normal teenage girl with a normal life. But at the same time, I'm not. Who am I? Seems like the most cliché question a teenager can ask right? Except when your missing months, if not years, of your life suddenly that seemingly simple question takes on a whole new meaning. After all, if you don't know your whole past how can you answer that for yourself?

The experiment. by shrosz

They used my vulnerability against me. They used that weapon, to make me accept their stupid idea. And I of course, accepted it, I didn't even know what they were going to do. They tugged and poked and even shoved their disgusting finger in your wound, just to see you cry. To see you change. No pitty in their eyes. They just continue. They drag you around with metal chains, hit you and turn you into a experiment. But I had enough of the tugging, the clawing, the moaning, the crying and pleading for them to stop, but simply feeding them with our pain. They turned me into something, that neither do they know what I am. Their afraid of me, of my reflexes, my strength. I killed a lot of them. They say I have a cold heart, that I don't feel nothing. That's why they call me: Death -----------------------------------------************************************--------------------------------------------- Death. A teen girl, pitch black hair, black eyes, white skin. Her height is 5'8. People are scared of her, not just because of her strength but because of they way she kills. She lived in this hell hole, where they take her to rooms. Examine. Fight. She knows she won't be able to entertain them for long. She decides to run. Soul. Brown hair as mud, blue eyes as the sky. Hight 6'2. Tanned and toned body. Death's best friend in the hell hole they're in, he's as cold as she is. But shows a bit of sympathy. Well... More than her at least. He's been there for her, ever since she entered this place of crap. They're the two most feared. As some people say, they're a perfect couple. Killing. Fighting. Cold hearted creatures. Also known as D and S. Why? That's what your going to find out, joining this adventure with D and S.

Villain Enchantress (Discontinued) by HiganbanaUbald0

No one has ever truly accepted me my whole life... My mom always advised me to be myself, be friendly, smile at people, and have confidence. I've tried so hard to follow her advice to make friends, but I've always been seen as attention-seeking, an outsider to friend groups, someone irrelevant to their lives. It's like no one even sees me. I've been experiencing a lot of stress and anxiety lately, especially now that I'm in my 30s. I'm single, living far from my family, without friends, feeling lonely, and overwhelmed with work. Sometimes, I worry that I'll be alone forever, without any meaningful relationships. It's tough being in this situation, feeling like a sad woman living alone in my small, nasty apartment. On my day off, I always find solace in playing my favorite game, 'Everlasting Power from the Heart'. It's my go-to for cheering up. However, after a meteor crashed down on me, I've been reincarnated as one of the characters from that intense otome game I used to play. Out of all the characters in the game, why do I have to be the villainess?! Reagan, who has no fate but to be the brattiest b*tch of the game!! F*ck it!! Does God really hate me that much, that my life has no purpose but to die being alone?? Why do I have to be treated this way?...

Jōshō Arashi (Rising Storm) by Haupkar22

I don't know whether I'm human or a demon. I don't know what my purpose here is. all I know is that I'm not normal, and I never will be. I am treated different no matter how people see me. I am not normal like them yet they treat me with kindness. I am lucky, to have such a life when the people around me are suffering.

The Karma Project by knikole_

Today I want to die. Not because of anything in particular or specific, but just because the utter thought of ceasing to exist sounds devastatingly euphoric. To make the noise stop. To stop this stabbing pain in the lowest pit of my stomach that's causing a burning sensation that crawls all over my skin, making me want to peel it off. To stop the guilt that festers every time I take a breath-- an oxygen thief. To stop the constant urge to detonate over anything and everything that dares to love me because in all-- I could never deserve such an honor. Today I want to die. For the longest time, I thought I was just unlucky. That sometimes life doesn't work out for everyone, and for people like me; things just never get better. I had settled into the life of being unlucky, reveled in it, and found comfort in knowing that no matter what; I would just be categorically unlucky. That was until I realized luck had nothing to do with it. It's karma. It's the idea of what goes around comes around, and what goes up must come down. Didn't some philosopher speak to that once? However, it isn't my karma. Well it wasn't at first-- somewhere down the line after all my wrongdoing I'm sure it has switched to mine. But I am the poor soul stuck with my father's karmic retaliation. The karma that he deserves has been thrown against me as some sort of sick cosmic joke-- I'm sure he'd actually celebrate and feast on the fact that once again, he still gets to hurt me even from his grave. Too bad I killed him before he had the chance to see. *Book One in the Karma Duet. Book Two is now in progress, titled: The Karma Study*

The Lycan's Origin Series: The 1st Lycan Alpha by SecretBookworm14

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Servant Pet

"Hey! I don't want to go back! I tap out. Turn my soul into particles. I refuse!" I was unwilling. I had goals before all of this. I was once naive until everything changed. Nonsense! "Host, there's no need for drama. Accept your fate." I reached for anything-air, darkness, anything! The struggle felt so real. The terror and horror of returning to that place overwhelmed me. I loved them, yes, but not enough to endure that suffering again. I am a flower. A fragile flower. What they did to me was- "I don't want to go! I refuse to comply." "Host, do you want her to have them?" The system's cold voice whispered. Startled, I released my grip on the darkness, allowing my soul to be drawn away. "Your decision was wise, but as punishment, two more males will be added. Their last lives served well; it's a pity they'll be taken by another." The voice continued, but the host was unaware. She would discover the truth upon her arrival. To add intrigue, the latter parts were erased, allowing her to accept them without fear. The system smirked knowingly. This is my second life. I am still utterly confused about how I ended up in this situation. A choker made from my own tears. The man I thought was my big foster brother turned out to be-non-human. And me? I am human; I think I am. I sit in his lap, curled into a ball of loss. I feel so lost; I just don't understand. I claimed them, and then the world ended. It's enough that it ended. But why did they become powerful shifters while I mutated into a dud? I'm so confused that I want to cry, but I can't; I don't want their 'care.'