Fated shadows

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Parts 12
Time 45m

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Your name is whatever you wish but I just put mine as it was easier :3 I hope you enjoy TW!!!!!!! Involves discussion of abuse and sa and also some smutAll Rights Reserved

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Six years of marriage. Ten years of love. A lifetime of lies. Denise and Preston Williams once had it all-passion, trust, and a bond unbreakable. But time has unraveled their perfect picture, leaving behind betrayal, resentment, and a marriage neither can seem to let go of. She deserves better. He refuses to let her go. With emotions running high and secrets lurking in every shadow, one question remains: when love turns toxic, who will break first? **************** Without warning, he thrust into me, filling me all at once. "Fuck!" I cursed, the sudden intrusion causing my body to jolt. "You like that, baby?" He growled, his hands gripping my hips as he fucked me hard and fast. "You wanted it rough, didn't you?" I couldn't hold myself up any longer. My arms gave out, and I collapsed onto the bed, my face buried in the sheets. "Yes... oh God," I moaned, my body shaking with each thrust. "Baby, slow down..." But he didn't. He kept going, relentless in his pursuit of pleasure. "Take it, baby," he grunted, his voice rough. "You're gonna take it all." He reached under me, his hand wrapping around my neck as he pulled me back against him. "You're mine," he whispered into my ear, his breath hot. "All mine."

"Derek..." I laughed not hesitating to run up to him, I launched myself into his arms, and we stood there holding each other, my feet barely touching the ground. His face nuzzled into my neck taking in my scent and I was pressed into his shoulder so tight I couldn't smell anything but him, we were so focused on one another that we didn't care what was happening around us and when we did pull back, I grabbed his face looking at the new parts I didn't recognize and the old ones that always stayed the same. {WARNING THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN GRAPHIC/MATURE CONTENT, IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANYTHING SKIP THE CHAPTERS WITH WARNINGS, MAY CONTAIN - SEX - ABUSE - ASSASSINATION - TORTURE - TRAUMA - MURDER - SEXUAL CONTENT - AND OTHER MATURE CONTENT OF SORTS.} Created: June 2018 Edited: January 2024

Marki-Roommate (Markiplier x Reader) by misspeachypaws

-MarkiplierxReader lemon/smut !!! -You were a young lady who was abused and tormented by your father growing up. You look for a new life but your insecurities and scars stick with you, making it hard to overcome your past. With the help of a young man, you try to find comfort in yourself. -Rated M! Trigger warning for abuse, r*pe, and sexual content! ⚠️ -This story was originally created on one of my old Fanfiction accounts but unfortunately, I forgot the password to the account and don't have access to it anymore.

//PSA BEFORE YOU READ: This story was written when I was brand new to everything writing. For a much better everything, go read the rewritten version on my profile. Still written by me, just MUCH better in literally every way. If you still choose to read this, then brace yourself for a bumpy ride.// Lyrica Hale, wife of Derek Hale, teaches Music Ed. at a school called Beacon Hills High School. She's a werewolf, obviously. The day she was turned, a mark appeared on the base of her neck. A simple triskele with initials under it. She discovered that the initials are of her future family members. What happens when her students start turning into werewolves? How will her and her husband handle these betas running amok? I officially suck at descriptions. This is basically a Derek Hale fanfiction. The story will follow the show. I just love the fluff about Derek's wife or girlfriend becoming the mother of his pack. SO I wrote my own. Enjoy!

TW: this book may contain mentions of SA and other things alike! Read at your own risk! I made this book because I felt the need to share this in some way. I've been quiet and I need to get it out there. I've portrayed myself as this girl, Emily or Emma(forgot the name), who goes through things a teenager shouldn't. I didn't know where to share my story.. So I did it here..

Witchery. | Scott McCall by PatheticFckinfool

As the twin sister of Stiles, she often finds herself being compared to him - but she is quite different from her brother. Unlike him, she is popular and has a remarkable ability to read body language. Additionally, she is not best friends with Scott, despite him being a significant part of her life. The truth is, she is in love with him, but little does she know that he feels the same way. However, he is too afraid to confess his feelings. Everything takes a dramatic turn after the Bite and their lives are changed forever. (NOT COMPLETE) [WARNING MAY CONTAIN GRAPHIC/MATURE CONTENT, IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANYTHING SKIP THE CHAPTERS WITH WARNINGS MAY CONTAIN - SEX - SUICIDE - MURDER - DIFFERENT TYPES OF KINKS [MAYBE] - AND OTHER MATURE CONTENT OF THE SORTS.}

Realisation and Love|Brad Simpson by HiyaBradley

This will include the following: • Trauma • Strong language • Slight smut • Y/N so you can use your own name If trauma is triggering for you, I advice for you not to read. I won't be going into full detail of trauma, but I know sometimes even the slightest mention of it can trigger people, so if that's the case for you then please don't read this.

Comfort n. a state of physical ease of a person's feeling of grief or pain . . . . . I grab ahold of his right hand and put it to my chest. With every beat of my heart I wanted him to feel my words. "I love you more than you could ever imagine. When best comes to worst, regardless of the outcome, you always COMFORT ME." . . . . . TW: underage drinking, drugs, addiction, smut, racism, anxiety, rape, etc Read at your own discretion

CONSTELLATIONS - individual literary roleplay by astralisaureile

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Tragedy of Love

Six years of marriage. Ten years of love. A lifetime of lies. Denise and Preston Williams once had it all-passion, trust, and a bond unbreakable. But time has unraveled their perfect picture, leaving behind betrayal, resentment, and a marriage neither can seem to let go of. She deserves better. He refuses to let her go. With emotions running high and secrets lurking in every shadow, one question remains: when love turns toxic, who will break first? **************** Without warning, he thrust into me, filling me all at once. "Fuck!" I cursed, the sudden intrusion causing my body to jolt. "You like that, baby?" He growled, his hands gripping my hips as he fucked me hard and fast. "You wanted it rough, didn't you?" I couldn't hold myself up any longer. My arms gave out, and I collapsed onto the bed, my face buried in the sheets. "Yes... oh God," I moaned, my body shaking with each thrust. "Baby, slow down..." But he didn't. He kept going, relentless in his pursuit of pleasure. "Take it, baby," he grunted, his voice rough. "You're gonna take it all." He reached under me, his hand wrapping around my neck as he pulled me back against him. "You're mine," he whispered into my ear, his breath hot. "All mine."

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