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Love in pain

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Reads 317
Votes 49
Parts 17
Time 1h 23m

writewhatyougot

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"Have you ever seen hell in someone's eyes and loved it anyway?"

"She looked at me... like there is something in me worth looking at."

"Your eyes... your eyes hold everything my soul thirsts for."

"You loved parts of my soul that I was ashamed to have. Why should I... not choose you?"

"Your scars are not your shame. They are who you are... and I love who you are."

"I fell in love with you...
I don't know why...
I don't know why...
I just did."

"And I would burn the world just to have you look at me like that again."

Read about two people with a fate that fucks them and leaves them broken only for their fates to fix each other up.

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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

Fuck You.. Fate by Army_11_Blink

"..We.. The future Alpha and Luna of The Parevin dark moon pack, hereby, in the presence of the moon goddess..., reject you as our mate.." Syren saw not a hint of sadness in their eyes, his two former best friends, as he was slowly ripped out of the bond that had never even existed. He felt his body spasm in pain, but he remained stiff by face as slowly, the negligible connections that he had felt with his mates, were taken out and away from him. His face had showed not a hint of pain, but that one fúcking tear that slid down his cheek betrayed him..and he watched as Sebastian clutched Alexander's arm tightly, as if taunting him on how he would never be able to experience anything positive..as if all his life, He was to remain all alone. Syran knew this would happen, but that didn't mean he wasn't affected..Yet he was Strong all alone, and that loneliness was perfect for him.. ...To say that the story of the three best friends ended up like this, was a huge shock for all who had known them at all. The three had been inseparable, always together with a promise of never being separated...but as time passed by, deep cracks developed in their relation. Life is not always all about Flowers and Rainbows, and Syren may or may not have realized it a bit too early.... The story includes serious issues such as trauma, assault, self-hatred and depictions of abuse. You are to continue reading on your own consent..No hate will be tolerated. - A.K Kaur..

L.o.v.e...not the fairytale kind of love... by AuthorKateVine

Before you dive into this story, I need you to promise me something. I need you to promise me just this one thing and I believe you're one of those people that keeps their promises. Okay, now it's done. You, my dear reader, just promise me not to hate him. See, he really didn't have a choice. Well, maybe he did in the eyes of some people, but in his, he didn't, and I'm sure he considered every other way, every other angle. But in the end it all came to this. And I'm glad, I'm so fucking glad that he chose that direction. That he chose to go down that route. Why? Because he saved me. He saved me from pain. He saved me from misery. He saved me from becoming something I always despised. But first ... He gave me love. He gave me happiness. He gave me freedom. He helped me to become the best of me. And for that, I'm grateful.

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Ember by AngelBlueEyes0

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Something blossoming

(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