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The Capturing

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Could one decision make us curse our existence ?
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Could one decision let us regret our lives?
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Could one decision make us worry of what lies ahead?
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Could one decision set us free with just one leap?
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Could one decision change what we could have been?All Rights Reserved

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𝑰 𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑳𝑳 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼, 𝑰 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑬 ✧ 𝑩𝑨𝑫 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑬𝑺 by chaesteria

"How can Cupid... how could you be so cruel?" I curse lowly. Who could have imagined something like this happening to me? It had been so long since everything happened, but somehow the pain in my heart never left. The memories starts to flashback into my mind as I start to process what is happening in front of me, and why my past heartbreaks are all gathered at the same place. Nightmare, my childhood friend and first love. My first ever heartbreak. I tend to find him in everyone I have loved. He was cold and unpredictable but he was also warm and considerate at times... He was complicated but I loved all of him. Error, the one I chased over and one I was not willing to give up. He stood up from the rest and gave color to my world. All my poems were dedicated to him and him alone. Dust, possibly my other half. He felt like my soulmate. Everything about him made me feel like we were meant for each other. We shared the same interests about everything but I was wrong about one thing. We didn't share the same feelings. His heart belonged to my best friend. Killer, a flirty guy who people often rumored as the playboy. Most girls had fallen in love with his charm and personality. I was one of those unfortunate ones who fell right into his trap. But I... I saw something in him that other people couldn't see; there was something beneath those sweet grins. Horror. My comfort. My home. The one who filled the gap. The one who I think of every little nice thing. I love him so much to the point where I feel like the pain that would come with it would be worse than death. It had to be avoided. Cross. I was always drawn into him. He was my best-est friend. The one who I can count on everytime. The shoulder I can lean to when needed. The one who made me feel like I am the best thing that ever happened in his life. He was perfect while I am just... me. So why did I have to see them again? Why now? Love is not something I want to go through again... never again. <\3

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ONCE my mom told me that we, as humans, only fear what we do not know and that that is the sole reason for violence. We do not know what is to come of something, so in retaliation we immediately fight it off before we can ever find out; before we can ever see if there is any beauty in it. My mom is gone now. Along with any sanity we as a people have left. The year is 2193, and the world is at war. We, humans, are at war with each other only because of what we are and what we can do. We fear what we do not know, thus all we know is ignorance. The government, our democracy, our people and our world have fallen. Nothing good ever comes from being afraid of the abnormalities of others, especially when those abnormalities are amazing. The truth is, none of us are normal. Everyone's definition of normality is different, making it humanly impossible for anyone to ever accomplish the craved label of "normal". Then again, everything we have grown capable of was once described as humanly impossible. By those standards none of us are human. Not even me. A U T H O R ' S N O T E : This book is completed and there will be a second book coming out sometime next year, most likely in the summer. Please excuse any grammar issues or misspellings I have. I hope there are not many, but please consider I do all of the editing myself. Also this is a revised edition of Incapable - Book I: The Fallen. I think I have made it much better than the original story I wrote in the summer of this year and posted only a few months ago. I hope you enjoy! Happy reading. Xoxo, Miquéla P.S. I'm more than open to Q & A in the comments section or on my board if you have any questions regarding the book or just in general. :)

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Loneliness, even when you are "happily" married can take a dark path. After she found the website, her life would never be the same again, and the sordid encounters did nothing for her self esteem, but she NEEDED it, or at least she kept telling herself so. A chance encounter changed everything. Could she really fall again? Could she really escape with him?

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___________❦ 𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲: 𝗠𝗮𝘆 𝟮𝟯, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮 𝗘𝗻𝗱 𝗗𝗮𝘁𝗲: 𝗔𝘂𝗴 𝟭𝟲, 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮 𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗣𝗹𝗼𝘁: 𝗛𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗯𝘂𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀. 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗰𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘀 𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝘆 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗱, 𝗞𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘆𝗮𝗺𝗮. 𝗛𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗻 𝗛𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗮'𝘀 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿. 𝗕𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹. 𝗞𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘆𝗮𝗺𝗮 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗛𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗮 𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵? 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀: 𝗦𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝗖𝘂𝗿𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗕𝗼𝘆𝘅𝗕𝗼𝘆 𝗠𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗴 𝗢𝗺𝗲𝗴𝗮𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲

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𝑰 𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑳𝑳 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼, 𝑰 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑬 ✧ 𝑩𝑨𝑫 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑬𝑺 cover

Sweet Insomnia [Book 2] [Jeff the Killer x Reader] [JTK] cover

Good Luck! // Creepypasta x lucky reader cover

INCAPABLE - BOOK I: THE FALLEN cover

Bittersweet Summer cover

Broken Pieces (Jason the Toymaker x Reader) cover

Slay My Soul cover

Does Love Sink or Swim? ( Ben Drowned X Suicidal Reader!) cover

IDecide (Book 2 of Wishing Series) cover

𝑰 𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑳𝑳 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝒀𝑶𝑼, 𝑰 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑬 ✧ 𝑩𝑨𝑫 𝑺𝑨𝑵𝑺𝑬𝑺

"How can Cupid... how could you be so cruel?" I curse lowly. Who could have imagined something like this happening to me? It had been so long since everything happened, but somehow the pain in my heart never left. The memories starts to flashback into my mind as I start to process what is happening in front of me, and why my past heartbreaks are all gathered at the same place. Nightmare, my childhood friend and first love. My first ever heartbreak. I tend to find him in everyone I have loved. He was cold and unpredictable but he was also warm and considerate at times... He was complicated but I loved all of him. Error, the one I chased over and one I was not willing to give up. He stood up from the rest and gave color to my world. All my poems were dedicated to him and him alone. Dust, possibly my other half. He felt like my soulmate. Everything about him made me feel like we were meant for each other. We shared the same interests about everything but I was wrong about one thing. We didn't share the same feelings. His heart belonged to my best friend. Killer, a flirty guy who people often rumored as the playboy. Most girls had fallen in love with his charm and personality. I was one of those unfortunate ones who fell right into his trap. But I... I saw something in him that other people couldn't see; there was something beneath those sweet grins. Horror. My comfort. My home. The one who filled the gap. The one who I think of every little nice thing. I love him so much to the point where I feel like the pain that would come with it would be worse than death. It had to be avoided. Cross. I was always drawn into him. He was my best-est friend. The one who I can count on everytime. The shoulder I can lean to when needed. The one who made me feel like I am the best thing that ever happened in his life. He was perfect while I am just... me. So why did I have to see them again? Why now? Love is not something I want to go through again... never again. <\3