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Memories are what make us who we are, so without them, who are we? Is it possible to live a happy and fulfilling life without knowing yourself?
Or perhaps the question we should ask is; does it even matter to begin with?
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I stopped sleeping around the time I started seeing shadows that didn't belong to anyone. The kind that breathed behind cupboard doors. Whispered when no one else was home. I used to think I was losing my mind. Then I met Ardere. She transferred in with haunted eyes and bruises she didn't talk about. The kind of girl who didn't touch anyone-and for good reason. Her power wasn't fire, or flight, or anything survivable. It was grief. Weaponized. If she brushed your skin, you felt every dead thing that ever lived inside her. Most people stayed away. I couldn't. She was dangerous in a way no one understood. And I was already too hollow to care. Maybe that's why her power didn't break me the way it broke everyone else. Or maybe it did. Just slower. Then the people who once stole her came back. And the only way to stop what's coming is to let her be taken again. To make her break loud enough that they come running. She asked me to help her do it. And I did. I hurt her in ways I swore I never would. She's gone now. And I don't know if what's left of her will ever come back.
Ashes
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Fight For Me
(Completed) Bryan Phillips didn't have an easy life. Parents who got addicted to drugs meant doing what it took to survive. He thought blacking out when he lost his virginity was the icing on the cake... not even close. Two little words that hold so much meaning changed his world. "I'm pregnant." Becoming a parent at nineteen is no easy feat. It's even worse when your child's life is threatened. Handling a debt that his good for nothing parents owe is why he standing here at the underground boxing ring. Flexing his hand after punching the notorious Grayson Miller. Feared by most, but there is something in his eyes that Bryan can't shake. "I'm so dead Benny, what the fuck was I thinking? I can't do this!" "What other choice do you have?" I don't and that's the problem. If I don't get the money that they owe, my little girl... "Your puny ass will be dead within a week here." Grayson glares at him. "I don't have a choice, I rather it be me than my daughter." Why did I just say that? The cold dead look in the man's eyes would scare anyone away. I can't back down, no matter what. Neither one of them can look away. A familiarity, a longing one that Bryan thought he lost almost five years ago resurfaces and he doesn't understand why. "It's your funeral, meet me here tomorrow at ten, I will show you how to properly fight." The hold is broken as Grayson walks away. That was... strange, but forgotten the moment he was out of sight. Little did they both know that they shared a history that will soon come to light once training begins. How they will deal with that history is anyone's guess. Copyright © 2022 All rights reserved. This book or any portion of this book may not be used or be reproduced in any matter whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher. Except for brief quotations in book reviews.Concluida
The Obsessive Villainess Vol. 1 ✔
"Don't touch that man." "Why not?" "He has a beast guarding him." I am that beast; Nora. I woke up as the villain of this book, destined to die after going crazy due to my love for the main lead. "I spent my last life wanting to die, and now that I've decided to survive, this world is after me?" No. I won't die such a pathetic death. I will survive this time. No matter what. But first, I need to survive these main leads. One won't leave me alone; the other keeps fighting with me; another is destined to kill me... Even my superpowers are so weak! Surviving in a world that hates me... Is kinda difficult. *** I got tired of reading about 'special' and 'pure-hearted' heroines so I decided to write about a character I could relate to. Writing gets better after first few chapters. [#1 Angst] [#1 Obsession] [#2 Yandere] [#1 Villain] [#1 Antagonist] [#1 Superpowers]Concluida
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Have you ever had one of those terrible yet annoyingly pivotal moments? You know, that monumental fragment of time that flips everything you have ever known. That plot twist second that completely takes you by surprise. The one just before the storm hits and everything goes to hell. Yes? Because you see, that moment happens to be my whole damn life. It wasn't always like this though. I used to have a pretty mundane existence, happy to just get good grades and be around my friends. God I wish I could get that simplicity back, I'd never complain it was boring again. But I know I'm not going to ever get back my old life because well... I died. (Kinda) But I woke up. And I was thrilled, beyond grateful I wasn't dead. But then I realized that there was one minor detail that had changed about my reality. I was given the chance to live but it turns out I woke up as the villainess in an otome game my friend used to be obsessed with - Kingdom of freaking Hearts (I added the freaking in there for effect, it's just Kingdom of Hearts) Where, for the record, the villainess only has two possible endings 1) execution and 2) getting exiled. So Fate was like, "Don't worry, I'll save you. Here's a chance to live" and then was like "psyche, screw you. You're still going to die but I'll let you suffer a little first." So now, if only to annoy Fate by proving it wrong, I am determined to survive. I can and I will if I play by these simple rules: 1) Befriend Heroin 2) Avoid Aryn Edwards at All Costs as well as other capture targets And 3) Be the top student at the academy and become an invaluable asset to my Kingdom so I become indispensable, thus unkillable. I'm determined, stubborn, persistent and I will live passed 16. Fate made a big mistake setting me up to die. Since it threw this plot twist at me, I figure I'll return the favor. I'll be the biggest plot twist Fate never saw coming...![[1] Apocalypse: Third Rebirth](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/359868585-256-k543700.jpg)
[1] Apocalypse: Third Rebirth
What would you do when four men come into your life and completely turn it upside down?... All I wanted to do was hide away on my ranch with no one to bother me, but apparently, they had different plans. Luckily for them, this was not my first zombie apocalypse. If they learn to listen, we might just get out of this with our lives. If not, maybe I would finally be able to rest in peace. Li Dai Lu was born and raised Canadian in her first life. This meant that she was taught how to share, how to put others first and to keep the peace as much as she could. However, that all backfired in a spectacular way. Reborn in a new time and place, Li Dai Lu did her best to protect all those that she could from the zombies that were wiping out the human race. Unfortunately for her, those she rescued were not as grateful as they should have been. Killed by the very people she saved, she held her breath and waited for the calm, peacefulness of death. But the Fates were not too accommodating and our heroine woke up in her third life, a year before the zombie apocalypse. This time she would live life on her own terms, and to those that disagreed... well, she would have a few words for them. With four men at her side, she will shed the cloak of civility and become who she was truly meant to be. WARNING!!! This will turn into a Reverse Harem. Mature Content and Vulgar Language on board, and Rage Bait at the start.Concluida
Out Of My Hands
This story was written years ago, so please understand that my writing isn't the same as it was then. feel free to still leave feedback but I just wanted to post this for fun. TW: this book contains themes of abuse and death, please don't read if this affects you. Dallon's life is turned upside down when he discovers he has telekinesis, after his parents are killed he ends up in an orphanage only to discover he isn't the only one. Someone knows all about his abilities and the reasons soon changes everything he knew.Concluida
Half Hero ⚡️ {Superhero Adventure Scifi}
I should be dead. At least, that's what the government officials told me in the super-secret lab where I woke up strapped to a mattress in a windowless room...Sound problematic to anyone else? Like I told the psychos experimenting on me, I've got zero clue how I got my new powers, but I'm sure-as-shit not going to let them turn me into a deadly weapon (or squeeze me into a spangly jumpsuit). Problem is, I'm not so great at controlling whatever the hell it is I've become...Not to mention I'm on the run from my country for a teensy-weensy act of treason while being chased by a shadowy masked mute who may or may not have superhuman abilities too (but is definitely stupid hot under his off-putting disguise). I'm only 25 and my career choices have been limited to hero or villain. WTF?!? Indie Author Fangirl Moments: 1. SHORTLISTED FOR A 2021 Watty (WTF?!?) 2. A FEATURED STORY ON WATTPAD'S SUPERHERO LIST: GIRL POWER! 3. FIRST PLACE WINNER IN THE 2021 PUNK ROCK AWARDS, ACTION & ADVENTURE CATEGORYConcluida
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I stopped sleeping around the time I started seeing shadows that didn't belong to anyone. The kind that breathed behind cupboard doors. Whispered when no one else was home. I used to think I was losing my mind. Then I met Ardere. She transferred in with haunted eyes and bruises she didn't talk about. The kind of girl who didn't touch anyone-and for good reason. Her power wasn't fire, or flight, or anything survivable. It was grief. Weaponized. If she brushed your skin, you felt every dead thing that ever lived inside her. Most people stayed away. I couldn't. She was dangerous in a way no one understood. And I was already too hollow to care. Maybe that's why her power didn't break me the way it broke everyone else. Or maybe it did. Just slower. Then the people who once stole her came back. And the only way to stop what's coming is to let her be taken again. To make her break loud enough that they come running. She asked me to help her do it. And I did. I hurt her in ways I swore I never would. She's gone now. And I don't know if what's left of her will ever come back.
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