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Liza O'Blighe and The Emerald Tree

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1920s artdeco fae faerie faeries fantasy fey fiction gaslight noir science science-science-fantasy shiori trauma

If you're lookin' for a tale filled with sunshine and rainbows, this ain't it. My name's Liza, and I ain't here to paint pretty pictures or tell you how life's a bed of roses. My story's woven from the shadows, muck, and trash of this world. It's about the streets that chew you up and spit you out, where survival means runnin' fast and trustin' no one.

So, if you're turnin' these pages, don't say I didn't warn ya. This ain't a story of hope or redemption. It's a journey through the dark alleys of a broken world, where the only light comes from the fire in your gut that keeps you goin'. And if you're readin' this, I gotta wonder-who hurt you, and why d'you insist on hurtin' yourself more?All Rights Reserved

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A Swing in the Park by GeBaas

It was the summer of 1976 when my father left us. It was a particularly memorable summer and my mother suffered terribly. My father had left her for a younger woman and moved into her apartment which was above a flower shop where she worked. My mother struggled making ends meet and got a job as a nursing assistant at Peaceful Haven, an old folks home that still exists although it is very badly run down now. Because she could not afford a baby sitter, my mother took me to work where I sat in the lounge and watched TV and read books. On her lunch breaks she took me across the street to Faulkner Park where she made out with Fred while I wandered around eating my sandwich. But I quickly grew bored. I was 8 then, a bright young girl with an active imagination. I imagined doors in the sandbox, swings into the sky, doors to another world. And in the rooms of the old lost souls were more doors only waiting to be opened. I took those souls with me on my adventures and eased their loneliness and age with my contagious eagerness to believe anything. And then a terrible thing happened to me, so terrible I could not speak of it. I was in hospital, unable to believe anymore and my old friends came to visit me and to believe for me. I am 30 now, and as I write this and look back I wonder if I still believe. And yes, I do. Believing got me through that summer and believing got my father to come home again.

THE FARAWAY LANDS OF OZ - Book One by alwaysbooked

[!!CW!! graphic depiction of violence, alcohol and drug abuse, mental health issues] "My eyes fooled me... This could not be what had happened... I felt the pressure build up in my throat, this uncomfortable sensation of holding back one's tears followed almost instantly after. The knife was sticking in father's throat, and he was gagging as the blood found its way into his lungs. I looked to the side and saw mother sobbing and fighting with the chains. Father could not be dead; dying." Oz, 2013. Right after the Evil Witch of the East is defeated and her sister driven away from the Emerald City, Glinda - the Good Witch of the South - has to find a way to get rid of the human before he disturbs the balance of the Faraway Lands and causes yet another cataclysm. Talking of the devil, Glinda is faced with just that and the disaster threatens to be Oz' downfall. She has to not only rely on her sister Aliyah but also on the Evil and Wicked Witch to deal with the problem. Together, they receive a chance for something rare: A new beginning. Yet as things unfold and countless tragedies hit the family, and their adventures progress, the identity of a puppet master operating in the shadows seems to become the only option for the cause of their suffering. Now that they are aware of the course of history known to humans and told by L. Frank Baum as the books about the Wizard of Oz, destiny holds ready a different outcome for the four witches...

The Blood Witch by RavenMoonspark

When you come from the bloodthirsty gods and goddesses, you become bloodthirsty yourself. When they force you to feel their power, or either make your life a hellish experience in order to get what they want from you, chances are, you'll do what they tell you to. Bloodthirsty gods. Painful games that force people to fight to the death in order to get a small chance of survival. Love that turns tragic. Mythical beings who are all very much real. And of course, lots and lots of chaos and magic. If this sounds interesting, check this story out. You will meet the Blood Witch, forced to kill for the bloodthirsty gods who have taken her captive. You'll meet the warlocks who are kind, not evil, and all want to protect their friends and family. You'll be faced with the gods of this world, who are all very twisted and demented, a bit more evil than you'd think originally.

Last of Her Kind (Book 1, Part 1, of the LAST series) by Lux_Angeli

Born an elf into a world where elves are hunted and killed, twenty-two year old Faeda fears she may be the last of her kind. Hiding amongst those who would sooner see her demise than help her, Faeda is forced to live a life of secrecy. When she hears whispers of a place filled with those of her kind, Faeda goes out on a desperate journey to find them. However, as she meets and discovers new friends and companions, Faeda has a gruesome realization: there are beings out there killing people like Faeda-and they're working for more powerful beings. Now, Faeda must protect her new friends and keep herself safe...before she and those she loves are killed. Will she survive the madness? Or will she lose herself and all those she holds dear? *** **mature for violence *** (Highest Rankings) #6 blackwriter (06.16.2022) #7 bwwm (07.19. 2022) #2 realm (07.24.2022) #4 blackgirl (03.24.2023)

The Feast of Fears by NoteLeftBySide

Warning: This story contains mature themes, graphic violence, and intense psychological horror. Reader discretion is advised. _________________________________________________________________ What's The Story About? In a world ravaged by darkness, where the sun dips into the horizon and never rises again, humanity is on the brink of extinction. The once-blue skies are now a deep, foreboding grey, and the air is thick with the stench of death and decay. Maya, a young survivor, has lost everything: her family, her home, her sense of purpose. But when she discovers a mysterious entity that feeds on fear and terror, she finds a glimmer of hope. This creature, known only as the Devour, seems to be the only one who can help her find her way through the desolate wasteland. As Maya navigates this treacherous new world, she must confront her own dark past and the monsters that lurk within. But with every step forward, she's pulled deeper into a web of terror and deceit. Will she find redemption or succumb to the very darkness she's trying to escape? Genre: Horror, Dark Fantasy, Post-Apocalyptic Fiction Themes: Sacrificial Love, Redemption, Survival, Hope in the Darkest Times, The Human Condition Mood and Atmosphere: Ominous, Eerie, Creepy, Suspenseful, Hauntingly Desolate Setting: A Post-Apocalyptic World Riven by Destruction and Desolation Character Focus: Complex, Emotionally Depthful Female Protagonist Plot: A Gripping Quest for Survival Against Overwhelming Odds, Involving a Ruthless Monster and a Quest for Redemption Inspirations: Mythology, Folklore, and the Darker Corners of the Human Psyche Reminder: This eBook is transported from MY OTHER PLATFORMS WHERE I PUBLISH story contents. Since a lot of my followers requested me to publish it in Wattpad Aswell, HERE YOU GOO!!!It took a while to gather all the writings though... _________________________________________________________________

Something blossoming by DivineCinn

(UNEDITED) Him: And she had me then, tangled in her integrate web, I wanted to find out more about her, everything about her. Thaw the iced glaze over her eyes, melt to cold walls around her with my touch, my attention. Her: I could see the sunshine though the water like an oil painting. Breathtaking. I reached my arm up, as if to touch it, only to meet more water. I frowned. Staying there till my lungs burned, how easy would it be. To just stay here, at the bottom of this creek. Staring at the oil painted sun until my body finally gave up trying to find air. I would just drift away with the water. No one here. No one was around. How peaceful. How fitting to end my violent story with the soft ripples of this creek. -------------------------- Mature themes Both broken. Both with dark pasts. Can they overcome the demons together? None of the photos are mine. #3 bodyguard 2/8/2023

The Highborn's Salvation by ShadowWolfZA

In a realm where magic intertwines with the mundane, Sylvia, a fierce and emotionless fae warrior, navigates the treacherous landscape of her existence. Orphaned since birth, she has learned to rely solely on herself and the voice that guided her away from the clutch of death. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she is adopted by male named Jasper Aeraviel, a powerful baron known for his strength and compassion. Under the Baron's guidance and the care of her new siblings, Sylvia is thrust into a world of emotions she has long suppressed. As she trains to hone her skills, she must also confront the walls she has built around her heart. With the Baron's patient mentorship, she learns what it means to care, but her instincts always drove her to shut people out. To wrap that ice wall tight around her heart. Dark forces now threaten the continent and her people, and Sylvia must confront not only external enemies but also her internal struggles and then she met him. A male as cold and feared as she was. A male that had her questioning who she was. All while learning to embrace her emotions and not lose herself in the process.

Heir of the Forgotten by Cuteplosion_Xo

Change is inevitable. Peace is easy to shatter, but hard to rebuild, just like trust. Greed has always led to humanity's worst mistakes. Yet it is vengeance that led Selenetta to her worst mistakes. Waking up with no memory of her past, all she wants or needs is the care of her adoptive parents, yet she longs for the ones who gave her life. Only some dreams are meant to come true, and for the Fae, achieving peaceful dreams is almost impossible. On one horrible night, Selene loses her dream and is thrown into an unfamiliar world against her will. With a bounty on her head and memories resurfacing, she must navigate this new world. Now all she wants is to embrace the darker part of her mind and seek revenge on the one who stole her from the peaceful world she was in, stole her away from her family, and uncover her memories. Could the unfortunate loss of memory and the loss of her current family be connected? Warnings: This book will carry dark themes, such as, but not limited to, Sexual assault, Child abuse, Child neglect, Assault, imprisonment, stalking, possessive behavior, If you are at all triggered by these things, I advise you not to read.

Into Your World by Freethoughtsss

"Has anyone ever touched you here?" My heart raced as heat surged through me. I shook my head and his hand slid lower, resting on my thigh, near my butt. "What about here, Liza?" I bit my lip, the warmth of his touch sending a jolt through me. I shook my head again, and his hand moved to my abdomen, "Here?" his gaze became intense. I gulped and shook my head. His hand continued its ascent, stopping in the center of my chest. I dragged a long breath in. "I bet nobody has ever touched you here," he murmured, his voice now husky and tinged with tension. I gulped, shaking my head again. Moving his hand up to my neck, he held it firmly from the side and yanked me closer. Our faces inches apart. "What are you doing to me, Liza?" Liza Kirby's life changes forever when she accidentally pulls Adrian Scott, a mysterious and dangerously attractive man, out of a book. Dive into the chaos with "Into Your World" where love gets dangerous, secrets come to light, and trust is shattered. What starts as a mistake turns into a game of obsession that Liza may not survive. Triggers: Explicit Sexual Content, Violence and Abuse, Self-Harm, Grief and Loss, PTSD and Trauma, Graphic Descriptions of Murder, Gore, etc. It's raw, it's unflinching, and it's designed to challenge and provoke. You've been warned!! And of course, there's ✨ magic ✨ too. STARTED WRITING: MAY 24, 2024 FINISHED WRITING: OCTOBER 12, 2024

Captive of the Shadows (The Fairy Code Book #1) by Kaitlyn Weiss by Magic_Dome_Books

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A Swing in the Park

It was the summer of 1976 when my father left us. It was a particularly memorable summer and my mother suffered terribly. My father had left her for a younger woman and moved into her apartment which was above a flower shop where she worked. My mother struggled making ends meet and got a job as a nursing assistant at Peaceful Haven, an old folks home that still exists although it is very badly run down now. Because she could not afford a baby sitter, my mother took me to work where I sat in the lounge and watched TV and read books. On her lunch breaks she took me across the street to Faulkner Park where she made out with Fred while I wandered around eating my sandwich. But I quickly grew bored. I was 8 then, a bright young girl with an active imagination. I imagined doors in the sandbox, swings into the sky, doors to another world. And in the rooms of the old lost souls were more doors only waiting to be opened. I took those souls with me on my adventures and eased their loneliness and age with my contagious eagerness to believe anything. And then a terrible thing happened to me, so terrible I could not speak of it. I was in hospital, unable to believe anymore and my old friends came to visit me and to believe for me. I am 30 now, and as I write this and look back I wonder if I still believe. And yes, I do. Believing got me through that summer and believing got my father to come home again.