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Time 7h 36m

I thought I was finally free from having to protect my secret. I didn't need to go back anymore. Everything was exposed now and I couldn't go back.  So why was I back at this god forsaken place again?All Rights Reserved

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It was naive of me to believe that my problems would be solved the moment I gained back my consciousness. I had to be silent, so my words wouldn't be used against me. I had to hide my feelings, so I could protect the ones around me. I had to keep my composure, so I wouldn't be attacked. I had to forget, so I could feel normal. I had to sacrifice my sanity, so I could become a hero.

The Bad Boy's.....What? by EnchantingWords

I don't know how it happened. One minute I'm living an extremely lonely life and all it takes is getting lost to change all of that. But, change is good, right? Yeah, if you take the fact that I was entrusted with the most adorable little girl as good. Throw in a reunion with a twin brother that I haven't seen in years and a gang of bad boys to the pile and all is peachy keen. As complicated as it seems, there's more. Now, I have to keep a certain mystery boy away from me for my own sake. I have to deal with a brother that thinks these bad boys are his new best friends. And on top of all of that, someone's after me. Forget the fact that this is senior year. Why can't I just be Khloe Mason, an uncoordinated mess of fandoms. Now, I'm The Bad Boy's...What?

Not like them ~ A Sans x Reader ~ by UndertaleTrashEX

Disclaimer: this story was written when I was very young and didn't know how to write, apologies for poor writing My name is Y/n L/n. About two years ago monsters had returned to the surface. Many people don't like them back, but I'm not like that. I secretly support them, I secretly do because my family doesn't approve of monsters. But what happens when I meet a monster that changes everything?

Someone walks into the room but I cannot see its face. It looks like a man and by the look of his posture, he seems very important. "Why were you in my territory?" His voice is strangely calm however I think its the calm before the storm. "I didn't know it was your territory! For gods sake how many times do I have to tell you people? Just let me go and I promise I won't say anything to anyone. Not like I have anyone to tell." The last part I said in a whisper. He didn't need to know the situation I was in. I hear the cock of a gun making me raise my head. The all too familiar sound ringing in my ears. "I don't believe you bitch, so you better tell me the truth or your brains are gonna end up on the wall." Ah there's the storm. "A gun doesn't scare me arsehole, I've had way worse things than that!" He steps forward into the light so I can see his features. He is extremely good looking but right now is not the right time to admire his beauty. I stare straight into his pitch black eyes, daring him to try harder than this. He smirks and leans forward searching my eyes. Before I can even register what's happening, he punches me in the face. *** Mature Content

━ Rewritten Story ━ Completed ✔ As I turned my back on everything I'd known, it struck me, The feeling of being born anew. This time I'll be able to redo everything, I'll be able to re-live the life I was meant to have. But I knew it wouldn't be easy. --------

At fourteen my life was flipped upside down. And not for good. I was held captive for many years. I didn't know the day, year or month it was. I didn't know whether I was far away from home, or beside it. How much of my life had I missed? How much had my kidnapper stolen from me? And would I ever find my family again? I could be anywhere in the world. Yet I would rather be on the streets than anywhere close to him. When I finally escaped I didn't stop going until I couldn't go further. My body was weak, my mind strong. I would survive. **Warning: Some parts are more graphic, however, I did not get too into it, the story is about after she escapes, not her time kidnapped! Enjoy!

I never wanted to trust a man again. I was cast aside as if I was a worthless piece of shit. When it came to the crap my parents did to me, I was used to their bullshit, so when they believed my EX over their own daughter, I was insulted and hurt. Through all my pain and turmoil that I received from my parents, I was able to survive thanks to my own determination and grit. Once I was abandoned by them and Betrayed by them thanks to my ex-boyfriend, I donned a new persona and a new life. Who knew that I wasn't the only other person being betrayed. I Later met this person and during some of our interactions- we fell in love.

I Confessed to the crosssdresser by CaramelCarmella

I was reincarnated in a Rated-19 horror novel. As the roommate who was horribly mu*dered by the crossdresser who commits a massacre from blackening due to his terrible childhood. Wouldn't the massacre be prevented if the man's lack of affection was resolved?! So I confessed to him. "I-I like you!" "....I'm a girl." Huh? Oh, oops! But, I still like you! The milk has already been spilt. I worked hard to prevent the massacre in the original novel by sticking close to the crossdressing protagonist. Now, all I have to do is reveal that this person was a man....Won't he ever get caught dressing up as a woman?! "Hey, you're a man!" "....N-no. Don't abandon me, Bree." He even burst into tears. Why are you crying!? (Modified 1v1 story) I decided to focus on Leto and Bree instead of the multiple characters.

I know what it feels like to be underestimated, humiliated, broken. I finally understood that everything happens for a reason, everything I went through made me stronger. I felt like I was dying on the process but in reality it was bringing me to my purpose. I'm an anonymous writer and this is my story!

This is an xfemale!reader. "I didn't want to do this again. They fucked with the wrong person! I'm coming back stronger and better than ever. Just. One. Last. Time."

Hero in the End

It was naive of me to believe that my problems would be solved the moment I gained back my consciousness. I had to be silent, so my words wouldn't be used against me. I had to hide my feelings, so I could protect the ones around me. I had to keep my composure, so I wouldn't be attacked. I had to forget, so I could feel normal. I had to sacrifice my sanity, so I could become a hero.

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