♡When She Returned.

♡When She Returned.

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sun, Jul 20, 20251h 54m
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LGBTQIA+
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Coming Out and Self-Acceptance
Paranormal
📌 Trigger Warning: This story contains mentions of abuse, trauma, self-harm, and sexual assault. Please read with care and take breaks when needed. You are not alone 🖤 🌙 "I don't want this... I just want to be safe. To be loved. To be free." She lost her mother. She lost her best friend. She almost lost herself. Now, Jamicah lives in silence - hiding bruises behind hoodies, wounds behind fake smiles, and her past behind locked doors. In a small town where vampires are rare but known, she's just trying to stay invisible. Until the day Raquel returns. The same Raquel who disappeared after Jamicah's fifth birthday. The same Raquel who was once her everything... And the only one who ever made her feel safe. But Raquel isn't just back - she's different. And so is Jamicah. Her eye glows silver. A strange mark burns beneath her skin. And a power buried deep inside her is waking up - hungry, ancient, and anything but human. Now she has questions. Now they're watching her. Now... she's not alone anymore. 🩸"You're not a vampire, Jami. You're something older. Something forgotten." Tags: #VampireRomance #DarkFantasy #TraumaRecovery #SupernaturalMystery #EmotionalHealing #FoundFamily #LGBTQ #EnemiesAndAllies #ComingOfAge #WattpadOriginal
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They took me when I was three. Since then, I've forgotten what safety feels like... what love is supposed to be. Every scar on my body tells a story-none of them with a happy ending. By day, I protect my little brothers. By night, I fight to silence the screams echoing in my head. There's no escape from this house. Not yet. But I haven't given up. Not completely. Sometimes, I wonder... What if there's more to my past than I know? What if I wasn't meant to live like this-trapped, broken, forgotten? And what if... just maybe... Someone out there still remembers me? Someone who could love me enough to bring me back to life? "This is an AU story, and the main focus of the story is on Maya." ⚠️Content Warning: This story contains themes and scenes that may be triggering to some readers, including: • Sexual assault • Physical violence • Blood • Substance use and overdose • Characters death • Mental health struggles • Insomnia • Alcohol consumption • Use of offensive/explicit language . Abuse . Flash backs . Torture . R@pe Please proceed with caution.

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