Broken, Bad and Troubled
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  • Reads 1,029
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  • Parts 14
  • Time 1h 11m
Ongoing, First published Jun 07, 2013
Mature
I opened my eyes slowly, groaning as my body ached. Blood dripped from my head and I looked around, almost starting to panic. Although to my knowledge, panicking wouldn't be the best way to handle this situation.

I slowed my breathing, which recently increased and I tried to remember what happened. I noticed ropes had my body captive.

It felt as if I was in a scary movie.

Sadly this is reality.
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Whispers of Night and Blood

8 parts Ongoing

My childhood was a nightmare of broken homes and lost hope. But through sheer will, I became a successful nurse. I've never cared what people thought of me, never let anyone dictate how I live my life. I've been through enough to know how to fight for what I want, how to work hard until I get it. But then he came into my life. It wasn't planned. I didn't want him. I didn't need him-or at least, that's what I kept telling myself. His presence unsettled me, challenging everything I thought I knew about control and power. For once, I felt my resolve begin to waver. I always thought I was strong enough to handle anything life threw my way. But with him, I'm not so sure. He's a creature of the night, a vampire cloaked in secrets buried in centuries of blood and shadow. The darkness he carries calls to me in ways I never imagined. Now, I stand at a crossroads. Will I remain the strong, stubborn woman I've always been, refusing to bend to anyone's will? Or will I surrender to the allure of his darkness, letting it consume me piece by piece until I'm no longer myself? One thing's certain: my life will never be the same.