A New Romance
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  • Reads 282
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 55m
Ongoing, First published May 03, 2013
He layed in the middle of the alley. My hands in fists so tight I could have drawn blood. My fists on his chest with tears coming out of my eyes like a waterfall. I'm screaming for help, any help. I looked down at his closed eyes and heard his quivering breaths. That's when I knew it was him. I love him and needed him more than anyone. He was the only good part of my life, and if I lost him, I would lose myself. Why won't anybody help me? I scream again and again with no response. There's so much blood. He's dying. The love of my life is dying and nobody cares.

Molly has been stuck between 'perfect' and 'he helped me more than anyone'.   She's mostly alone in the world except for her best friend,  her grandma.   But when her past comes back to taunt her she gets overwhelmed and doesn't know what to do.
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The accomplishment of light

95 parts Complete Mature

#######READERS BEWARE!####### THIS BOOK CONTAINS *Graphic sexual scenes *Death *Gore *possible Abuse *Triggering behaviour and bad language. ############################### What do you do when you lose the love of your life? How do you act? How can you continue on? But what if when she died she took your humanity with her? What if you have the ability to blow up the earth and still continue to live on? Life's a funny thing, the smallest of moments changed my world, taking it and turning it up side down, throwing me against a wall and shitting on my face. That's how it felt the moment she took her last breath in my arms. My world losing all light, taking all the humanity I had within me. Now I had one mission and one mission alone. I was going to give all my power to the witches and use my weaknesses to kill myself. What will happen to the world now that she's gone? How will he cope of continue on? How can he ever get over it? Will it really cost the earth and everyone on it to ease his pain and struggle. Find out in @the accomplishment of light today for free! My Characters live in a made up world in my head where they either kill or be killed. Life is not easy for them, nor will it ever will be. Iv added an extra twist to this story, taking us down an entirely new route from the normal werewolf story, please give it a chance and if you hate it I'm sorry you do, just know it's just a tiny part of the story and it adds another dimension to my work. Again thanks you for all the support and love. I love to hear from you all, and I can't wait to hear what you think of what happens next.