Story cover for HUMAN-MONSTER-BOY by FKYeast
HUMAN-MONSTER-BOY
  • WpView
    Reads 524
  • WpVote
    Votes 76
  • WpPart
    Parts 38
  • WpHistory
    Time 4h 50m
  • WpView
    Reads 524
  • WpVote
    Votes 76
  • WpPart
    Parts 38
  • WpHistory
    Time 4h 50m
Complete, First published Jan 11, 2025
Mature
What defines a person? What shapes us into who we are? Are we doomed from birth to be nothing more than products of our circumstances? This is the making of a failure, the messy memoir of one Emil Woodlaw, documenting his coming of age and his gripes with identity.

Disclaimer:
This story features heavy themes of childhood trauma, abuse, grooming, sexual violence and suicide. Reader discretion is advised.

This work was written by Emil Woodlaw.
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add HUMAN-MONSTER-BOY to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 9
Love In The Shadow (18+ | Litmatch Lovestory) cover
Whispers of the Heart: De Zoektocht van Eli(Search of Eli) cover
Life experiences  cover
The Failing Place cover
Capricious cover
secret BROKEN soul (R.V.V.D) cover
Answer cover
Even If It Wasn't Love cover
a Story cover

Love In The Shadow (18+ | Litmatch Lovestory)

6 parts Ongoing Mature

Prologue - When Hearts Break Betrayal doesn't scream. It whispers. It seeps in like poison, invisible at first, until one day you wake up and realize you've been dying quietly inside. That was me. A wife. A mother. A woman discarded for someone else's smile on a glowing screen. He was supposed to be my forever. Instead, he became my wound. Eight months later, I'm still learning how to breathe without bleeding. Two children look at me with eyes too wise for their years. Han, seventeen, carrying silence like armor. Bella, six, asking me why Ami cries at night when the world is asleep. I tell her it's just allergies. She doesn't believe me. Some nights, I wonder if I still exist beyond the roles I'm forced to carry-mother, provider, survivor. Is there still a woman left inside me? Or did she die the night she saw the truth blinking on his phone? And then, in the middle of that loneliness, I met him. Not in the real world, but behind a username. Mr× A stranger with shadows darker than mine. A man broken by betrayal, scarred by addiction, living with an illness that became his shame. We should have never crossed paths. But broken souls recognize each other. And sometimes, even in the darkest places, love finds a way to whisper back. This isn't a fairy tale. This is a story of two wounded hearts, meeting in the rain of their ruins, daring to dream of sunlight again.