Unfinished story (English)

Unfinished story (English)

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(TW - Mentions of child loss, miscarriage, short mentions of SH, scars, sexual assault, death, mental illnesses as anxiety and depression, horror) December 1923 - August 1924. The now deceased Archbishop of Sweden's daughter Carin lives with her husband Gustaf and their twin daughters in a haunted castle in a small village outside Uppsala. Through the story, old romances, traumas, feelings, demons and ghosts are brought back to life. An excerpt from the story - "The flashes of light from the thunder again lit up the room and Carin saw something out of the corner of her eye again. The elevator door opened slowly and on the wall opposite the elevator, Carin saw a dark shadow. An old woman sitting in an old and squeaky wheelchair came out of the elevator. The woman's face was damaged, destroyed and bloody. Her look was full of terror, fear and desperation. Salty tears that flowed down from her dark eyes lay stingingly in the deep unhealed wounds that covered her face. She tried to say something, but the attempt to form real words turned into a hoarse, terrifying hiss. She wore a worn, old and dirty nightgown, and over it swept a rather ugly brown cloak. Carin stood there as if paralyzed with terror and gasped. Despite the woman's completely destroyed face, Carin thought she recognized her. Suddenly she was overcome by a feeling of anxiety, melancholy and another kind of terror. The feeling was familiar, even though she hadn't felt exactly like that for a long time..." - Somewhere around 15 chapters, with probably one quick time jump. - This story is almost finished and a second story is worked with. - Themes - Horror, mental health, historical fiction, lgtbq, thriller ??, mystery ??, inspired by real people and real things in history. (Keep in mind that the story written by me is translated from Swedish, sorry for any grammar mistakes or if it seems poorly written!)
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Hello, this story is not good. It was written by a depressed young tween who didn't understand what an abusive relationship is. I'm only keeping it up because it's my only completed book. Take everything a grain of salt. (It's cringey) So good luck on fixing me and what we could've been But you'll always fail to see I'm forever broken I hate your guts, I hate his too I hate myself for loving you You're the only reason that I hate everyone -Falling in Reverse Alaska is sick of her life. She's sick of everyone. It all started in forth grade when she moved to Colorado. She was a different girl back then... Alaska was naive, had blonde hair, loved people, and was kind. Then she met Dillon he was gorges, tall, strong, and everything Alaska was not. Dillon was a werewolf and next in line for Alpha position of Black Blood Pack. Dillon hates his mate and waiting tell he is old enough to reject her. He dose what he can, ignores her, forgets her, because she is nothing but a pathetic human. Or so she thought... . . . "Get out of my head!" He yelled at me. I stood my ground, because I was here and was not leaving. "What's your problem with me?" I hissed. "Your weak, ugly, pathdic, little human, who I could kill so easily. Unfortunately for me I can't reject you yet!" I didn't know what reject meant I knew it was bad, by the way the silent room went quite. "Well I may be ugly, I may be pathdic, and you know what I'm a weak little human. I may not be able to kill you, you can make my life hell, go ahead, do it. You can hate me with every bone in your body. But if you think for a moment I care your wrong." That was the biggest lie I ever told. What happens when an alpha were wolf and element witch meet? What happens if she doesn't even know she's a witch?

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