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bruised, not broken
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Ongoing, First published May 26
Mature
prince has always been good at hiding behind a smile. a black teen growing up in the heart of the city, he's used to keeping his head down, dodging the chaos at home and the bruises left behind by someone who claimed to love him. his parents don't see him for who he is, and his boyfriend uses love as a weapon. at school, he's the quiet one- trying to survive. but everything starts to shift when damien transfers to eastbrook high. 

can prince finally rewrite his story, or will his past pull him back before he reaches his happy ending?
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Broken Doll

31 parts Ongoing

The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia. They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister. *** "When she was choking me, is that... love?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips. Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind. My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed. I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief. Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable. She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty. It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and potentially distressing themes, including abuse, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content. Cover by Canva Update: Random