Violently Happy

Violently Happy

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18 year-old Grace lives alone in her four-story mansion. Her parents died two years ago, leaving her with everything. Even her mothers vibrator. Gross. She's always secluded herself, never really wanting to interact with people. But, being the rich-kid she was, she was forced to be social very often and was really good at faking emotions. She hated everything about being around people. That is, until River moved in next door. He was beautiful, dark, charming, mysterious, and secretly psychotic. Lucky for him, Grace was just as secretly psychotic. She had always fantasized about hurting people, but her fantasies turned more twisted once her parents had died and she spent most of her time alone.
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Warning ⚠️ 18+ contains alot of violence, toxic actions, smut, vulgar language, sexual abuse, assault, mental and physical abuse. This book is 18+ and contains alot of dark scenes.. "𝓐𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮, why are you trying to close the door? " He asked calmly. I didn't utter a word. "Won't you atleast look at me 𝓐𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮? Am I that bad 𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽? You thought you could live here for eternity? Could you 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔯?" A man with deep voice asked softly. "𝓒𝓸𝓼ì 𝓯𝓸𝓽𝓽𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓫𝓲𝓵𝓮." He said in Italian. -------------------------------------- Then suddenly, the front door got closed. The light was gone and everything was pitch black. I thought it was Lisa who closed the door, so I called her name. "Lisa?" I called her but it sounded more like a question. There was no response. I tried to call again but still no response. At this point I am scared. I am so scared, it's dark in here and I am scared of darkness at this point. "Li-lisa do not play with me. I am scared Lisa. Pl-plea-please." I said stuttering. "Pl-plea-please l-li-lisa. I-I am s-sc-scared. P-pl-please." I begged in between my sobs. "Li-lisa. Lisa, please an-answer me. I swear I w-won't ask for cho-choco-chocolate. Please just tell me yo-you are here." I begged her again. "Li-lisa?" I called her out again in case she answers or just signals atleast by the sound to know. There was a pin drop silence. Nothing, No fucking response. Now I am mad and scared at the same time. "Stop calling her name 𝓐𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮. She won't answer." The deep, dark and thick voice said. What do you think will happen? Well... If you wanna know then read darling. ---------------------------- ⚠️⚠️Warning you again⚠️⚠️ At first you know it will be cringing and lack of words or sentences but as you keep reading it will be good. So yeah... HOPE YOU ENJOY ;⁠)

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