CLIMAX'S - Cuggyofficial - Wattpad

Story cover for CLIMAX'S by Cuggyofficial

CLIMAX'S

Reads 4
Votes 1
Parts 2
Time <5 mins

Reads 4
Votes 1
Parts 2
Time <5 mins

Mature

biography historical information selfhelp truestory

I was 17 when I first thought, maybe I don't belong here.

The room was full of laughter, but none of it touched me. I stood in the corner, staring at my reflection in the window, wondering how a person could feel so invisible while being completely surrounded.

Most people think I'm strong. Some even think I'm lucky. The truth is, I've spent years wearing a smile that didn't belong to me.

What happens when the mask finally cracks?

This book isn't a story about perfection. It's a journal of the chaos behind the calm, the thoughts I never said out loud, the nights I almost gave up, and the mornings I forced myself to rise anyway.

If you're reading this, you've just stepped into my mind. Welcome to the mess-and the making-of me.All Rights Reserved

biography historical information selfhelp truestory

Table of contents

2 parts

Sign up to add CLIMAX'S to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

His Ruthless Temptation by Plumavenetta

I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.

These Chapters of Our Lives. by MissBunny57

(Book 3) Today was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. Today, all of my dreams were finally going to come true. I’ve ruined today. Up until today, I was so sure about everything. But everything changed all of a sudden, and I wasn’t so sure of what I was doing. I’m still not sure what I’m doing. Why am I walking away from all of this? Why have I second guessed this? Why? I can’t answer those questions myself; otherwise I would have been there, being my happy self. I would have walked in there with my head held high, smiling my brightest smile. But I didn’t… Why didn’t I? It wasn’t like my mind changed that quickly though. The change in thought happened over a course of time, over a course of… dreams.

TRAPPED IN HIS EYES by PraiseAjibola3

Nobody ever thinks their life will shatter in an instant-until it does. Not at first. You wake up, you go through the motions, and you trust the people around you. You laugh, you cry, you love. You never stop to wonder if the hands you hold today will be the same ones that destroy you tomorrow. I never did. I never questioned the warmth in his smile, the strength in his presence, the way he stood by my side like a shadow I could always rely on. I thought I had finally found someone who understood me, someone who didn't see me as an outsider. Someone I called a brother. But trust is a dangerous thing. It blinds you. It makes you miss the signs staring right at you. Because the moment I saw the truth- I realized I had been holding the devil's hand all along. #5 Survivor #36 Obsession

The Mad House Is Where I Belong by felicityderos

I like inflicting pain. Not on others but on myself. Some people would call me depressed but I'm not. If anything the pain makes me happy. I started "self harming" at the mere age of nine. Or at least, that's what she called it. My therapist, I mean. She ended up giving me a life time supply of antidepressants and some shitty advice. I'm now eighteen, rotting in jail, and awaiting my death sentence. This is my story and if I'm quite honest, you don't want to hear it. +++ awards: ➵ Winner, Short Story Category, "Summer Book Awards" @Capybara100 ➵ Overall Winner, "Summer Book Awards" @Capybara100 status: ➵ started - 19/08/17 ➵ finished- 07/11/18 note: ➵ Please don't copy me. I don't appreciate it and will block you and report you. No writer likes to be copied and neither do readers. Readers want something which is unique and original.

Palmprints on my Soul by maica9106

This isn't a story about perfect people or happy endings tied up with a bow. 🎀 This is a collection of late-night thoughts, heartaches that left marks, and the quiet moments no one talks about.🕯️ It's about growing up, feeling too much, and finding beauty in the mess of it all. ⌨️ If you've ever felt misunderstood, too soft for this world, or like your heart was both your greatest gift and your biggest burden-this is for you. Turn the page. You might just see yourself here.🤍

Fear by Louisapoof

Psychological Horror and Slow-burn Dark Romance. 18+ --------------------------- It's been five years since that fateful Friday night. I remember it like it was yesterday. The night I was kidnapped. I was held against my will. Tortured. Starved. Broken apart, piece by piece. All in the name of "curing" me. He didn't just steal my freedom. He rewrote the rules of pain, of fear - and then, somehow, of love. If you'd told me I'd fall for the man who ruined my life, I would've laughed in your face. But reality doesn't always follow logic. He's given me this journal and I'm going to write my story. This is my truth. My confession. My war cry. Because what he did to me deserves to be known. --------------------------- THIS BOOK CONTAINS TRAUMATIC CONTENT! TRIGGER WARNINGS: Kidnapping, assault, systemic abuse, mentions of Domestic Violence and childhood trauma, phobias, blood and gore, body horror, and mental illnesses including severe psychosis. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED! --------------------------- Original version: 2023-24 Rewrite started: Feb 2025 to present

His Sinful Infatuation by Laena_writes

Her siren ebony eyes sang to him a beautiful melody of fear so hypnotizing that he could not find it in himself to look away. For the first time, he felt his heartbeat drumming violently against his ribcage, a reaction to her call. He heard her song, and he was coming. With the corner of his lips curved into a smirk, he marched towards her; if drowning and burning into holy water was what it took to have her, he would swim right through it because she was his the moment he laid his eyes on her. ... Trigger warning‼️This story contains many graphic themes that touches sensitive topics, which some readers may find uncomfortable. ‼️AGAIN! THIS STORY CONTAINS MANY GRAPHIC REFERENCES, NO WARNING WILL BE GIVEN BEYOND THIS POINT.‼️

My Pshycho Lucifer by DeviantButterfly

#1 Legally InsanE Being the daughter of a prestigious Indian Politician has never been so difficult untill I come across the biggest lie of my entire life. Well aware since birth that my strict father will never let me fall for a Mafia lord's son , I had always maintained my distance from Daksh . Everything was normal for me but world slipped from under my shoes when I discovered he doesn't think the same . Not even that , I'm devastated on learning that the sweet boy becomes a psychopath stalker when I turn my back . He is a Mafia Gangster who has been shamelessly assassinating people to remove them out of my way while pretending to be my saviour. From silently staring at me like I'm his , to secretly fantasizing about me in the dark corners of his brain . He has betrayed me . I wish to never see him again but he has other plans . □■□■□■□■□■□■□■□■□ DO NOT COPY!!!!!!!!

My Broken Bowl by luciferlover1234

I have DID or Dissociative Identity Disorder... and that is what this story is about. It's about my personal journey learning about myself and living my life with five other people. It was tough to write so I hope you like it..... This is my life but I changed the names in it for everyone's safety.! I really hope this doesn't suck! Enjoy!

𝓑𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓑𝔂 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓼 ( The Vincolo Series - Season 1) by TheVeloriae

I never believed in monsters- until I met him . Arrogant, wealthy and ruthless , he rules the underworld with a hand of iron and a heart of stone. To everyone else, he's untouchable. To me , he's a nightmare I can't escape. One wrong step dragged me into his world. Now I'm bound by his rules , his obsession and his dangerous charm. He wants control, and he will stop nothing until I surrender completely. But every secret I uncover, pull me deeper into the shadows , where desire and destruction walk hand in hand. I should run. I should fight. Instead I find myself craving the very man who could ruin me . And in his world , love might be the most dangerous game of all.

You may also like

Slide 1 of 10

His Ruthless Temptation cover

These Chapters of Our Lives. cover

TRAPPED IN HIS EYES cover

The Mad House Is Where I Belong cover

Palmprints on my Soul cover

His Sinful Infatuation cover

My Pshycho Lucifer cover

My Broken Bowl cover

𝓑𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭 𝓑𝔂 𝓗𝓲𝓼 𝓢𝓱𝓪𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓼 ( The Vincolo Series - Season 1) cover

His Ruthless Temptation

I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.